Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

After his analysis, Xie Fei finally understood Cameron's "good intentions". He really had considered every aspect for him.

"That's about it." Santana changed her position and sat on the bed, and continued, "As for how to leave here, I haven't tried it yet."

Xie Fei frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Santana said, "Cameron's invitation is the key to enter here. The castle itself is in a special place. It is surrounded by a barrier with no blind spots in all directions. Not even a fly can fly in, let alone get out."

"I have a question." Xie Fei raised his hand lazily and said, "Has there never been a single person who came out alive from the witch gatherings over the years?"

"Yes, but they didn't live long after they got out. They couldn't even remember what happened in the castle. They were only responsible for spreading the news about the witch gatherings, using the temptation of 'getting whatever you want' to attract others to come here." Santana paused, and then continued, "Cameron used to hold gatherings once a year. Later, as the sacrifices they found became more and more powerful, they became once every two years, once every three years, and now every ten years. Guess how many people have died here in the past few hundred years?"

Santana looked out the window with a distant gaze. In fact, this was not the first time he came here. This place was almost completely shrouded in the breath of death and decay. The quiet and peaceful waiting was all an illusion. The vengeful spirits hidden in the depths had already begun to stir.

"Let me ask you another question."

Santana frowned in displeasure and said, "Didn't you say there were only three?"

Zhou Xing ignored his words and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"

Santana fell silent.

Xie Fei said: "This is a witch gathering, but you received Cameron's invitation, which means you are useful to her. And you know where this place is, but you still came, which means that you two have the same goal."

Santana sighed, "I really hate smart people like you."

"Yes, she and I have the same goal. I found an ancient book in the Endless Sea with a part of the reversed magic pattern on it. I heard that Cameron has half of the magic array diagram, so I want to see if it can be completely restored."

"So it's all for reversal. Cameron wants immortality, and what's your reason?" Xie Fei asked curiously.

Santana glanced in the direction of the living room and lowered his eyes, probably because Cross had heard their entire conversation.

He curled his lips, and the smile on his face was indescribably evil.

"Of course it's for Cross. As a human, his life span could end in the blink of an eye. Only by reversing it can I share life with him."

Xie Fei inexplicably felt that this demon was very creepy, so he shrank into Zhou Xing's arms.

Zhou Xing put his arm around his shoulders and asked in a cold tone, "How did you get into the Endless Sea?"

Santana teased, "Are you also curious about the legendary Endless Sea? But I advise you not to even think about going there, or you'll die."

Zhou Xing didn't care about what he said at all, and said to himself: "The 'door' of the Endless Sea was completely closed long before the fall of Atlantis. No one can get close without the key."

Santana's eyes became fanatical and a little inquiring. He licked his lips and said, "The little witch told me that you knew there was Gloria in Atlantis. I thought you had only heard of it there, but now it seems that it is far from that simple."

Zhou Xing picked up Xie Fei and it was obvious that he didn't intend to ask Santana anything anymore, even if he didn't get the answer he wanted.

The matter of the Endless Sea had nothing to do with him, so the question just now was unnecessary.

Xie Fei hugged his neck and whispered in his ear: "Just leaving like this?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xing tilted her head and kissed his cheek, her tone gentler, "You are so sleepy that you can hardly open your eyes. There is no rush for these things. You will know sooner or later."

Santana was shown off by them again. He jumped off the bed, walked to the living room, and picked up Cross and the quilt.

Cross was awake, but still pretended to be asleep, except for a moment when his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"I know you're pretending to sleep." Santana held him in her arms, restrained herself and kissed his forehead, whispering, "Wouldn't it be better for you to stay with me?"

Cross closed his eyes and did not answer.

When Zhou Xing brought Xie Fei back to the room, Xie Fei was already asleep.

Long, warm breath brushed against his cheek.

After gently placing the man on the bed, Zhou Xing sat beside the bed, stared at him for a while, then stood up and went out.

In the living room with only a little light, Zhou Xing called Jiang Zhe out and told him about Rosalind's tyrant bloodline.

Jiang Zhe leaned against the wall, looking a little serious and said, "Then we have to be careful, but it's not impossible to deal with it."

Zhou Xing said: "Something might happen tonight, you better keep an eye on Chen Xuan."

"Ah."

The two of them returned to their rooms.

Zhou Xing discovered that Xie Fei had rolled over to the innermost part of the bed, leaning against the wall, leaving an empty space next to him, as if he was waiting for him to come back.

"So nice."

Zhou Xing took off his coat and got on the bed. Before he could hug Xie Fei, Xie Fei obediently rolled into his arms and buried his face in his chest habitually. Only after the familiar breath enveloped him did his body relax.

"Are you awake or asleep?" Zhou Xing asked him in a low voice.

Xie Fei remained motionless.

Zhou Xing chuckled, and pressed her thin lips against his lips, then to his cheek, and then to his neck.

The gentle and hot kiss did not wake Xie Fei up, but he was aware of it in his dream and slightly opened his lips as if inviting a kiss.

Zhou Xing pressed his lips with his fingers, inserted his knuckles into them, and licked the tip of his finger with the tip of his tongue.

These were all subconscious actions that Xie Fei performed in his sleep, and they were taught by him.

Zhou Xing felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He hugged the man tightly and took a deep breath into his neck.

Xie Fei licked his Adam's apple, and he looked like a little kitten, so adorable.

"Huh, go to sleep obediently. I won't bother you anymore." Zhou Xing suppressed the restlessness in his heart and held his neck tightly, as if he was holding a cat's neck. He instantly became obedient.

"Tick tock."

The hands of the clock in the living room were moving, the dark clouds outside covered the moonlight, and the entire castle was plunged into darkness.

"Da Da Da." There was the sound of footsteps outside, very light, but clearly audible to those witches.

Dorina sat up in bed, the window that had been open before she went to bed was now closed.

There was a person sitting in the dark living room, which was not a surprising sight. She had probably closed the window.

"Lamia, why are you here?"

Lamia heard her voice, quickly put down what she was holding and walked towards the bed.

"You are angry today." She had just sat down on the edge of the bed when Dolina grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the bed.

"No." Dolina shook her head and said, "How could I be angry with you, my puppet."

Lamia lay quietly on the bed, watching Dolina lying on her chest and listening to the faint heartbeat.

"It seems like something is coming." She glanced at the door, and her unique and powerful magic power instantly spread out, scaring away the thing hovering at the door.

"What did you say to Osyraa that day?"