The bad value system is measuring values.

Chapter 133 Seizing the Body

Qiao Xiao tried calling out to Pegasus a few times, and Pegasus miraculously woke up. It smelled Qiao Xiao's scent and suddenly let out a loud neigh.

Qiao Xiao: "Come with me."

Pegasus seemed startled and immediately stood up, stamping its hooves incessantly.

Qiao Xiao: "Is this Pegasus so emotionally unstable?"

She probably couldn't control it, and just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of a mechanism being activated.

It should be the town mayor, it doesn't matter, Pegasus is useless anyway, let's just fight our way out!

Unexpectedly, Pegasus used its horns to push her aside, into a deep hole hidden in the wall.

Qiao Xiao thought: It's better to avoid trouble, I'll just hide inside and take a look.

The corridor was very dark, and there was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, like a suffocating feeling that had been printed on the wall tiles along with the wall paint.

The further Qiao Xiao went, the more uneasy she felt. As she walked, she tripped over a step and then, feeling around on the wall, she realized that she had entered a larger space.

The smell grew fainter, and her feet were submerged in water.

Qiao Xiao wondered: Could it be the sewer?

But as she continued forward, she vaguely sensed that there was some kind of cover or wall around her, and it was a ruin.

She continued forward and seemed to see a point of light on the water's surface, followed by another point of light, like a match, thrown down from above.

From the trail of firelight, Qiao Xiao gradually saw a completely dead human face.

Qiao Xiao: "Is it just my imagination?"

Her mind was a little hazy. Even someone with her strong willpower found it difficult to suppress her negative emotions in this environment.

"I want to die," she couldn't help but say.

Suddenly, at that moment, the people at the command post started typing on their keyboards and inputting a bunch of data. Then, the sleeping Astor was instantly awakened.

"That human is in danger!"

He quickly spread his wings and soared into the sky, coldly surveying his surroundings.

Astor: Damn it, why can't I feel her presence around?

He paced anxiously in the air.

Qiao Xiao stopped moving forward, and suddenly an aura of death emanated from her body.

"not good!"

Suddenly, she saw a burst of flames that engulfed everything around her. Qiao Xiao saw a human figure vaguely appearing in the flames, and she was shocked to discover that the walls around her were made up of human corpses.

Qiao Xiao stared at the scene of flames burning, speechless. Her lifeless eyes were filled with images of the raging fire, and she seemed to have lost her soul.

In the blink of an eye, Asdor appeared before her.

Qiao Xiao didn't realize it was him. She asked cautiously, "Asdor?"

The person in front of her made no sound, he didn't even touch her, he chanted a spell she couldn't understand, and before she could react, they were moved to the airspace above the mayor's mansion.

Qiao Xiao's empty eyes welled up with tears under the glaring sun. She knew that the person in front of her was Asdor, but she felt that something was different, a sense of familiarity that inexplicably made her eyes sting.

Qiao Xiao: "I'm so sorry, sir, I've caused you trouble again."

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiao turned around abruptly, her eyes turning dark and terrifying.

Qiao Xiao: Why does it feel like it's not Astair speaking? What is this strange feeling?

She pleaded almost humbly, "My lord, please stay with me a little longer, okay?"

She knew perfectly well that the person in front of her was not Asdor. She wondered why Asdor had been possessed and why she was so reluctant to part with the person in front of her.

Astor paused, then seemed to understand something, and stated seriously, "It's no use begging me to do something I don't want to do."

A resolute glint flashed in Qiao Xiao's eyes. "No, please, you'll do whatever it takes. You'll give me everything I want, right?"

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the body and reach directly into the soul.

Astor wavered for a moment. He turned his head and gave her a cold, sidelong glance. "What exactly are you thinking?"

Qiao Xiao's eyes became unusually stubborn, and her voice trembled as she said, "Stay with me, please, sir?"

After a long silence, Asdor finally spoke, "Okay."

They returned to the castle, and as soon as they got back, Qiao Xiao stared straight at him without doing anything. Her gaze was extremely sickly and chilling.

Qiao Xiao looked at him expressionlessly. Asdor said, "I'm leaving now."

“Where are you going?!”

She immediately stopped him from going anywhere.

"Take a good look at yourself, Your Highness. You look like a madwoman." He still had the same boyish voice, but it sounded full of vicissitudes.

Qiao Xiao's eyes widened in shock, her expression one of utter heartbreak. In an instant, tears streamed down her face as she weakly asked, "I'm hungry. Could you give me some food?"

Her tone was extremely aggrieved.

Astor glanced indifferently to the side and asked, "What do you want?"

Qiao Xiao choked up and said, "Sweet things."

Astor didn't say anything and flew away.

Qiao Xiao stared intently at his back, always imagining the presence of another person. Who was that person?

All she could feel was her heart beating; she couldn't hear anything else.

She stood there, not even knowing why she felt this way—collapse, loss of control, despair, yet filled with hope.

We waited from dawn until dusk.

"Is he not coming back?"

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, revealing an undisguised humility, as if the image she usually cultivated had been completely pierced through like thin paper.

Tears streamed down her face the moment he appeared; she couldn't control her violent emotions, which flowed like a floodgate bursting open.

She's a great actress, very good at it, but she can't fake this pain. This pain is like the pain she felt when she knelt before a Buddha statue and kowtowed until her head bled.

Suddenly, everything went black before her eyes, and just as she was about to faint, a sweet fragrance filled the air. She turned around sharply and saw Asdor's figure.

"You're back."

In an instant, her smile was unrestrained, without a trace of pretense, as real as could be.

Asdor appeared out of thin air, and Qiao Xiao couldn't help but laugh. Like a child, her eyes lit up, "Yes!"

She carefully caught it with both hands, and the sweet aroma that exploded in the air intoxicated her.

Asdor gazed at her face, and unexpectedly, Qiao Xiao met his gaze. In that instant, she caught a glimpse of infatuation in his eyes.

My heart pounded, as if it had received a command, and began to beat rapidly and irregularly.

Upon receiving this bodily response, Qiao Xiao's consciousness went black. A dark side seemed to appear within her body, whispering in her ear, "Get him! Get him! Get him!"

This crazy idea seemed to have been buried in her soul for a long time, and she was not surprised at all.

"Is it sweet?"

His voice was deep and cold.

Qiao Xiao was startled, her whole body trembled, and her soul, having received a reminder, returned to her body.

She reacted quickly, immediately licking it, then laughed, "It's really sweet and delicious, so sweet."

As she said those words, her consciousness returned to normal, and she stopped acting up. Her heart was still beating, but it was a peaceful, heart-fluttering feeling.

"As long as it's sweet." Asdor's voice remained cold and indifferent, even though it was a boy's voice.

"Go back and get some rest, human."

Qiao Xiao asked cautiously, "You'll be there tomorrow, right?"

"I...will be there."

Qiao Xiao: "So, I'll still get to eat something sweet tomorrow, right?"

"Ah."

Qiao Xiao: "See you tomorrow, sir!"

"See you tomorrow."

Qiao Xiao took him back to her room. She was terrified of losing him, scared to death, but she inexplicably trusted him.

He will definitely do whatever you ask of him if he promises to.

She licked her own food bit by bit until it was all gone.

Does she really love sweets that much? She's forgotten. She's really forgotten a lot of things. This forgetfulness brings her a great sense of insecurity. Her usual indifference is all a facade. She tries to fill herself up and make the most of her time; that's what it means to be alive.

Qiao Xiao returned to her room and found a window. She sat down directly on the floor under the window, the place where there was the least light.

She curled up, one stick not sweet enough, not enough to melt the bitterness in her body.