Crown Dead

"It's been a while since we met, Qing Ji Gong—who are you!"

Behind the door is a strange guy in a kimono, holding a strange instrument, and a bronze bell on his head.

"Suprise, fuck Fuck! Do you think it's the princess? It's my copper bell!"

"Wow, he speaks with a super Dongbai accent, and he seems to have misspelled a few letters, and his appearance as a new character is not shocking enough. If the score is out of 10, he barely scores a 4. Go back and practice again!"

Xian Yu was really strict with the character set in the same sand sculpture department as himself at first glance, so he directly sentenced him to death with a bronze bell and told him to go back and practice for another two and a half years.

"No...well, theoretically speaking, I'm the one that takes the initiative. I don't think there's something wrong?"

The bronze bell scratched the back of his head and made a crisp chime.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I don't think so. I think—no, why is it a clock after all? You are the master's substitute messenger??"

It seems that the priority of criticizing nonsense characters is not as high as complaining, and Xian Yu still articulated the most essential questions.

"Fart, do you think my golden and fiery red appearance may be an old man with osteoporosis and a widow in his later years? I'm messing with Princess Qingji!"

"I don't know who you are messing with, anyway, your head is going to be gone."

"Ha, where did my head come from? Even that lord is poof!"

Super loud clang!A sound came from the clock on Brother Tong Zhong's head, and then the other party fell straight to the ground, and a pendulum spit out from the gap.

Today’s bean knowledge: For Wang Hassan, the clock’s head is the pendulum, children remember.

"Although I have made psychological preparations, I still can't keep up with the rhythm at all..."

Ba Yuqian rubbed his brows in trouble, for this heroic warrior who is proficient in riding and shooting, it is not difficult to fight a bloody path on a battlefield full of enemies, but it is really difficult to cooperate with Xianyu to complain about various sand sculptures to die.

"Well, dead. Let's go in then."

After knocking on the bronze bell, Xian Yu was about to enter the city with Ba Yuqian.

"Wait for me—! I can't fall here yet, but I bear the orders of Princess Qingji on my back!"

Brother Tong Zhong, who was supposed to burp, suddenly got up again and blocked them in front of them.

"What! Survived the master's killing blow!? What a great belief... Wait for me, this guy is posing coolly while soldering the pendulum back with a soldering iron!"

Although turning around is inevitable, it seems that some guys can use the power of hardware to weld their heads back.

"Tsk, let's admit your efforts. In a word, who are you, and what is the purpose of blocking us?"

According to the "Sand Sculpture Tile Tester" that does not exist in the right eye, the opponent's weak intelligence is rapidly increasing, and he is already an opponent that cannot be ignored.

"I am Master Qing Ji's inherent enchantment: [Scumbag Baked in Oil]! There are as many scumbags who died in my hands in pursuit of Master Qingji!"

"It's that unlucky ghost named An Zhen..."

Feelings are Qing Ji's royal air oven, Xian Yu finally understands why it is a clock.

"So? Are you going to put me in it and bake it?"

"Hmph! If you fail to pass the test, you will end up being swallowed by me. Afterwards, you will be scorched for two full hours, and then you will sprinkle salt on your burning skin wounds!"

"Tsk, it's really a wicked and terrifying punishment, but no matter what kind of trial, Ba and I will never fail, right—uh, Ba?"

Xian Yu confidently glanced at Ba Yuqian beside him, only to find that the latter seemed to be swallowing his saliva.

"Sounds delicious... Eh? Well, yes, yes! It's better to steam it, Master!"

"The rebuttal is so weird, hey, the way you look at me is also weird."

Xian Yu, who didn't know that he had been treated as an ingredient, said in doubt.

"Stubbornness and gossiping are the only things now, accept Princess Qingji's trial! Have you seen this instrument?"

"A soldering iron."

"This thing is not just an electric soldering iron, but also a special [Heartbeat Love Index Tester] made by Princess Qingji! As the name suggests, it can detect a person's heartbeat value for you. 0 means absolutely no feeling, and 100 means love. The content of the trial is also very simple - as long as the two of you can pass through our specially developed castle where even the enemy will fall in love after walking around, the trial will be successful if the two of you still can't reach 100 points! Princess Ji gives you the cruelest challenge hahahaha!"

"You guys are too idle..."

"It's useless to talk! Before the challenge begins, let me see what the basic stats of the girl over there are."

"Wait, wait a minute—"

Before Bayuqian could stop him, Brother Tongzhong pointed at the soldering iron.

"Beep - 100"

"..."

"..."

Both Xianyu and the bronze bell froze for a moment.

"Is there something wrong? Try myself first."

The bronze clock pointed the soldering iron at itself.

"Beep - 78"

"It's so tall!?"

"Hmph, I have to say that you've been dying so suddenly that the evening bell rang, and you're pretty handsome... Don't get me wrong, I really like you!"