Transformed into a pink fairy, I will make all the players cry with my sword

Tao Yao took a deep breath and looked back and forth between the two Feiying.

She smiled confidently and said:

"So, here's question number one. What's my favorite color?"

This question left both Feiying stunned.

They obviously didn't expect Tao Yao to ask such a seemingly simple yet trap-filled question.

The present Feiying frowned slightly.

The old Feiying maintained a calm expression.

Tao Yao noticed their reactions and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'll count down to 321, and you guys tell me the answer together and let me judge!"

"twenty three..."

The countdown began, and Xianshi Feiying felt a sense of nervousness.

She knew very little about Taoyao.

How could one possibly know her preferences in colors?

She secretly glanced at the old Feiying next to her, and seeing the relaxed expression on her face, she suddenly became more anxious.

"twenty three..."

The countdown continued, and the time given to the present Feiying to think was too short.

She looked at Taoyao hurriedly and noticed the pink decorations on her body.

In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

The main colors of Taoyao's clothes seem to be pink and white.

She herself has pink hair.

So, Taoyao’s favorite color is pink?

If you think about it carefully, this speculation seems reasonable.

Just as the present-world Feiying was about to give the answer, Xiluo's slightly sour voice suddenly sounded in her ears:

"Red. She likes red best."

"twenty three..."

"red!"

The two Feiying spoke at the same time.

Hearing the answers from the two Feiyings, Taoyao opened her eyes wide in surprise:

"Ah! You actually got the answer right? Was I that obvious?"

The old Hiyakura chuckled, a faint blush appearing on her face.

"Have you forgotten? You once asked me what color I liked, and I said white. Then you gave me the cold shoulder for a few minutes. Afterwards, you took the initiative to say that you really liked red, and asked me to keep it in mind..."

After Tao Yao heard this, a slightly complaining expression appeared on her face:

"Nonsense! How could I possibly have a cold war with my good friend Feiying!"

When the present-day Feiying heard this conversation, she was secretly surprised.

Is it really red, just like Shiloh said?

But the question is, isn't she dressed all in red?

This answer is indeed somewhat unexpected.

Tao Yao looked at the two Feiying, and his expression became serious. "Okay, even if you both answered the first question correctly, it doesn't fully prove your identity. Let's move on to the next question."

She paused, looking back and forth between the two of them.

"Tell me, what is my favorite fruit?"

The present Feiying fell into thought again.

She recalled all the information she knew about Tao Yao, but there seemed to be no clues in her knowledge that could help her answer this question.

She began to feel a little anxious, fearing that her identity would be exposed.

"Don't panic."

Xi Luo's voice rang in Xianshi Feiying's ears, with a tone that left no room for doubt, "Just reply according to what I say. When it comes to understanding Miss Taoyao's preferences, I will never lose to anyone."

The present Feiying can feel the firmness in Shiloh's words.

This kind of self-confidence seems to come not only from the understanding of Taoyao.

It's more like a persistence that doesn't want to lose to the old Feiying in any aspect.

Taoyao's voice interrupted the current Feiying's thoughts.

"Okay, I'll count down again. 3..."

The present Feiying held her breath, waiting for Shiloh's instructions.

"twenty three..."

"Cherry," Shiloh said briefly and firmly.

"twenty three..."

"cherry!"

The two Feiying shouted out the answer in unison.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Tao Yao opened her eyes wide and looked at the two Feiying, the expression on her face gradually changing from surprise to joy.

The present Feiying and the old Feiying also looked at each other, their eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Tao Yao suddenly jumped up excitedly, clapped her hands together, and a bright smile broke out on her face.

"That's right! You got it right! Right? Cherries are the best fruit in the world!"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement and she began to describe in great detail the virtues of cherries.

"Not only is it delicious, it's also very nutritious. It's rich in vitamin C and antioxidants, which are very good for the body. What's more, the color of the cherries is so bright and beautiful! That deep red color is like solidified love."

Tao Yao said this with an intoxicated expression on her face.

"Also, the scent of cherries is fresh and sweet, and just smelling it can make people happy."

"The most important thing is the taste of cherry! It is sweet and sour, and sour and sweet. Every bite is a pleasure."

She continued with great interest:

"My favorite thing before was to sit under the tree and eat freshly picked cherries in the summer. That feeling is simply bliss on earth!"

Tao Yao became more and more excited as she spoke, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

"Besides, there are many types and varieties of cherries! For example, red cherries, yellow honey cherries, black cherries..."

Just as Taoyao was praising cherries endlessly.

The old Feiying coughed lightly, interrupting her words.

I saw a trace of helplessness on the face of the old Feiying.

But there was tenderness and doting in his eyes.

"Taoyao..."

The old Feiying's tone was both gentle and firm. "The questions you asked are not secrets. Anyone who knows you a little bit can guess the answers. If you really want to tell us apart, you should ask some secrets that only we know. This will help you make the right judgment."

Tao Yao was suddenly stunned after hearing what the old Feiying said.

A look of confusion and embarrassment appeared on her face.

She lowered her head, twisted her fingers together nervously, and her voice became a little hesitant.

"Do we really have to do this?" Tao Yao whispered, "But...but if you were to tell everyone about what happened at that time, I would be very embarrassed..."

She raised her head and looked back and forth between the two Feiying, her eyes full of entanglement and hesitation.

Taoyao bit her lower lip, as if weighing whether to follow the advice of the old Feiying.

There was a subtle sense of tension in the air.

Both the present Feiying and the former Feiying held their breath, waiting for Taoyao's decision.

Tao Yao stood there, seemingly having a fierce struggle in her heart.

Finally, Tao Yao took a deep breath and seemed to have made up her mind.

She raised her head and looked at the two Feiying firmly, with a hint of shyness on her face, and then said in a slightly hesitant voice:

"In that case, I will..."