Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 357 My Lord, Give Me a Chance

She stood there, stunned.

The flowers had just fallen from the water when they floated in the air in various directions.

This shows that it's quite windy here.

And she had already picked quite a few flowers.

And now-

She lowered her head—

She noticed several flowers were being trampled underfoot, and the culprit was holding her tightly.

About a minute later, she tentatively hugged him back, and the person holding her froze.

Sensing that the pressure had eased, she took the opportunity to break free from the excessive enthusiasm and moved two steps to the side:

"You can continue."

She said this calmly, reaching out to slowly smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes.

"I..." The stranger opened his mouth, his eyes red-rimmed, and Huang Wu looked up, a hint of worry in his eyes.

I wonder if any tears were smeared on her new clothes just now.

"I'm sorry, I just..." The words caught in his throat, and he couldn't think of a reason for speaking.

The other party's disdain was too obvious. Mi Yaxing regained some of her composure, took a deep breath, and her gaze remained uncontrollably fixed on her.

He was expecting her to say something.

I was also afraid she might say something.

"Ah."

The scorching gaze didn't affect her in the slightest. She gave a perfunctory reply and didn't bother to look at him again.

She realized she should leave this place.

It's obviously not a good thing to get entangled with a mentally ill person who wants to jump into the river.

As for why he hugged innocent passersby on the riverbank before jumping in—

It might be some kind of pre-death ritual.

I don’t quite understand.

What is teleportation magic again?

I don't use it often, and my impression of it is vague.

There's a chance of making a mistake and randomly jumping to a farther place.

However, as long as you don't jump into areas densely populated with Quark people, it's not a big problem.

Space distorted and shifted, and the sky instantly darkened.

He stood still for a moment, swaying back and forth to steady himself: "Hmm..."

Once the dizziness subsided, she immediately looked up.

The burnt syrup would stick to the bottom of the pot, and black mist would spread across the sky like syrup.

Hmm, very good, they are the Dark Clan.

So as long as you go further into the darker fog, you'll soon encounter someone who knows her and will lead the way.

He looked around.

Not good.

"What are you following me for?"

Being targeted by a mentally ill person who threatened to jump into the river but didn't is even worse.

"I do not know."

Miya Star genuinely didn't know.

He guessed that the "system," which had malfunctioned several times in a short period of time, had gone wrong again.

However, his mind is now completely silent, and he can't make any contact with it.

“I am Miya Star,” he said, extending his hand in a friendly gesture. The other person stood there, not even looking at him, their impatience quite obvious. He had no choice but to withdraw his hand. “This is…”

"I don't know, I'm lost."

The person standing in front of him now doesn't look much different from what he would look like hundreds of years later.

After answering, he turned and left, and he followed behind, his head down, their footsteps one after the other in his sight.

He worried that if he looked up, he wouldn't be able to stop staring at her.

If you already have a terrible first impression, and you annoy him, he might not be able to get close to you again.

Don't you have your own path to walk?

"I have no sense of direction." Taking advantage of the conversation, he openly looked her over again, not even knowing what he was saying. "I've missed you so much."

"what?"

"I've always wanted to come and join you," he added without changing his expression. "I never thought I'd be so lucky to meet you today."

"Oh."

"I was so excited just now," she said, walking forward, with him following slightly behind her. "Could you give me a chance to stay by your side, sir?"

"you know me?"

"I think no one in the entire Dark Clan is unaware of the Demon Lord's formidable reputation."

"Ha," she laughed abruptly and briefly, her gaze finally settling on him for the first time, and she held out her hand, "Do you have any money?"

There are some, but there's no possibility of spending them.

He asked cautiously, "You don't have... on you?"

Huangwu withdrew his hand: "Will they rob me?"

"what?"

"Once we're out of the woods, we'll rob whoever has money."

They were currently in a gloomy, magical forest.

Aside from the surrounding black spots, the strange plants, and the eerie echoes of unidentified creatures' cries, Miya Star didn't perceive any difference between this place and the Quark Clan's Magic Forest.

"I should be able to?"

Quark magic is not suitable here, and he doesn't know Dark magic either. If someone from the Dark Clan, who is extremely wealthy and powerful, appears, the chances of defeating him are slim.

Meeting her gaze, he quickly changed his tune: "I definitely will!"

Fortunately, this lie was not exposed quickly.

Because she ran into someone she knew.

"Hi~" The acquaintance seemed to have a good relationship with her, at least her attitude could be described as enthusiastic. "What a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, the Emperor is looking for you."

"Ugh," disgust appeared on her face with a visibly quick motion, "Take me back first, then find me later."

The newcomer didn't seem like a talkative person. He glanced behind her and waved his hand knowingly, "Um... who was it again?"

Clearly, Miya Xing wasn't listening to her self-introduction.

“Take it with you. He said he wants to come and stay with me.”

"Ha." The sudden and brief laugh sounded somewhat familiar to Miya Xing.

Without giving him a chance to speak, they performed a very smooth teleportation.

It's even less noticeable than the sensation from the Elf Bracelet.

Miya Xing even felt that he was still standing in the same place, and it was not him who was moving but the scene.

“Mr. Carrington, arrange for him to go where he needs to go.”

"Yes, Lord Demon."

The old man took off his top hat and greeted the still somewhat bewildered man, saying, "Sir, please come with me."

When Mr. Carrington returned, Wasteland was struggling to pull up flowers in the yard.

"My Lord Demon Lord, these flowers won't do."

As soon as he finished speaking, a magical attack rushed towards him, but just as it was about to hit him, it changed direction and only brought him a gust of wind.

Carrington remained standing in the same spot the entire time.

The magic attack missed him, but hit the newly arrived dark minions instead.

One person disappeared, turning into a small patch of black mist that appeared and then dissipated, inconspicuous in the area. His companion immediately knelt on the ground.

"Hmm, very agile." He tossed the misshapen gourd and cracked date aside, looked at his hands, and said, "Mr. Carrington, check which young masters have run away from home recently."

She narrowed her eyes: "He may be carrying some kind of magical artifact, and my offensive magic is useless against him."

three times.

One time I noticed someone was there.

One time he rushed towards her.

He followed her to the Enchanted Forest once again.

Even if magic fails, it shouldn't fail three times in a row.

"Yes, Lord Demon."

Huangwu belatedly remembered something else: "Did I just hit someone?"

Carrington replied, "My Lord, I believe it was someone sent by the Dark Emperor to find you."

The kneeling dark soldier seized the opportunity to speak: "Yes...yes, Your Majesty wants to ask how the mission is progressing."