Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

Bai Jun leaned against the tree and stood up lazily. "I said, you have only one chance to regret it."

He said briskly, "So, it's late."

He frowned slightly and raised his hand to pull the white fungus, but the white fungus avoided him without a trace.

Bai Jun was still smiling, with a hint of bloody pleasure in his smile. His voice was weak and scattered in the wind, falling lightly, "Hush, there are not so many choices to regret in the world. Not even you."

You should have known that I am such a vindictive person.

You should have thought that this day would come when you didn't leave me a choice.

The more pain I feel, the more pain you should feel.

You will feel pain as long as I feel pain.

There is no room for regret.

"Excuse me, Master White Wizard. These are the flowers for the offering ceremony. It will be your turn to give the sacrificial speech soon. Please pick one and take it."

The maid's arms were full of three different fresh bouquets. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at them. She just pushed the bouquets in front of the white wizard and asked him to choose from them.

Bai Jun looked at Him and was obviously stunned for a moment, then picked out a bunch of ordinary white daisies from three beautifully packaged bouquets.

He couldn't help but chuckle, and then he saw the maid coming to him with a bouquet of flowers.

"Sir, please choose a bouquet as well," said the maid.

White fungus: “…”

walk slowly.

Attend your own funeral.

Pick the flowers for yourself.

Send flowers to yourself.

Mentally strong as a white fungus, he didn't even change his expression, nor did he hesitate at all, and calmly and naturally took a bouquet of lilies from the maid's arms. Then he politely thanked her, "The bouquets are very beautiful, thank you."

The maid was obviously not used to being treated like this, and she stuttered, "No, you're welcome."

After saying that, he lowered his head and ran away in a hurry.

A dozen blooming lilies were neatly tied into a bouquet, with fresh dewdrops on the white petals, which was very beautiful.

This beautiful burden was a bit heavy for Bai Jun at the moment. After the maid left, he threw the lily in his hand to the White Wizard and said, "Please hold it for me for a while."

The White Wizard looked at the extra bunch of lilies in his arms, blinked blankly, and said hesitantly: "You, do you want to give me a chance not to take it?"

Bai Jun nodded, "No, I'm just being polite."

He said it as a matter of course and with confidence. If his tone wasn't so weak and powerless, he could be described as a complete scoundrel.

But he looked as if he was overwhelmed. After he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his lips and coughed.

He coughed rapidly and violently, with each cough, blood foamed from the edges of the fingers covering his lips. His brows were slightly furrowed and his face was as pale as paper.

It looks like he could die in the next second.

"No? Give it to me then."

After coughing, Bai Jun pulled out a handkerchief from his chest pocket, wiped the blood off his lips and the paper, and stretched out his hand to him. "It was really hard to hold it in just now, but now that I've coughed it out, I feel better. I should be able to hold on until I get to the tombstone."

The White Wizard dodged his hand and sighed helplessly, "Forget it. I'll get it for you."

Bai Jun raised his eyes and looked at him. "I don't mean to ask you to help me get it. I can also..."

The White Wizard interrupted him, his face sincere and his tone urgent, as if he was afraid that he would finish his words, "I know, I volunteered."

Bai Jun nodded, and happily handed the bouquet of flowers he had picked for himself to the White Wizard.

After a moment, his evil hand reached out towards the White Wizard again.

White Wizard: "...I am really willing to help you get it. There is no coercion and no reluctance. Can you save your energy and take a rest here for a while?"

Bai Jun blinked at him in confusion, "Well... I just want to borrow a hair tie from you to tie my hair up. If I'm going to give flowers later, it won't look very elegant with my hair disheveled like this."

Baijun's hair just reached his waist, which was definitely not short.

Normally, when he was too lazy to care, his hair would usually be loose, but for such a big event as his own funeral, he should be more cautious. At least he tied his hair up to show respect for himself.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a hair rope with him, so he planned to ask the White Wizard to borrow one. If he really didn't have one, it didn't matter, he could just find something to tie it up.

Bai Jun's request obviously exceeded what the White Wizard could provide.

He held two large bouquets of flowers and stared silently at Baijun for a while, and finally stretched out his wrist to Baijun.

A thin red string was loosely tied around his wrist, which was so white that it was almost transparent. In the middle of the red string was a small white bead of unknown material, which seemed so out of place with him.

"I don't have a hair tie. If you want one, use this first."

Bai Jun chuckled, "Give me your bracelet as a hairband? Aren't you afraid that I will lose it?"

"It's lost, so let it be. I was just wearing it for fun anyway." He didn't intend to dwell on this issue any further. "So, do you want to use it?"

"Why not?"

Bai Jun took the red string off his wrist and held it in his mouth. Youwo had so much hair that he had to use both hands to comb the messy long hair behind him. He barely held it with one hand and took off the red string, then tied it into a ponytail behind his head neatly.

"Thank you."