Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

A sharp blade pierced through the desert sand and finally crossed the neck of a Kartika man.

They should be thankful that Cheng An remembered that he didn't know the exact location of Kakavasya when he rushed over, otherwise this thin sword should have pierced the man's heart instead of across his neck.

The few Kartikas who were sitting together were like chickens with their necks strangled, and they dared not say a word.

"Where is Kakavasia now?" she asked coldly.

"You, you are the woman from the Evikin tribe!" The people on the other side saw the girl in front of them and their companions who were suddenly controlled, and they shuddered suddenly, and realized what had happened horribly. Although they were not sensitive people, the murderous intent of this person just now was too obvious, as if he wanted to kill them all.

"What's the matter? Are your people doing it in bulk? You just keep saying things I don't like to hear." As she spoke, she exerted a little force with her hand, and the already sharp sword blade scratched a trace of red.

"In, in the sand pit over there." The cold touch and vague pain on the neck were very effective in refreshing the mind, allowing the Katika man to react quickly and quickly point in a direction not far away.

He stopped playing with the hourglass and within a few breaths, his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

After getting the answer, Cheng An suddenly hit the man on the back of the head with the hilt of the sword. He fell down without making any sound.

Of course, the rest of the people did not escape either. The red flames spread, ruthlessly engulfing every Kartika. Soon the group of people could not move and lay down in the sand one after another.

As I said, I don’t know whether he was dead or not, but at least he died quietly very quickly.

But before that, the shrill screams awakened Kakawasha, who was at the bottom of the pit not far away. He was a little drowsy, but the screams were so loud that they made him open his eyes a little.

The child had not eaten anything or drunk any water since noon. He had followed the group of Katikas for such a long time to get here, and because of the bet, he had been curled up at the bottom of this small pit until now. There was a heavy lid on top of the pit, so he might have been a little short of oxygen.

He heard unusual noises. Was it the Kartikas? Why were they shouting? What about the bet? Did he win? Could he return his sister's necklace?

Just when he was about to close his eyes again, there was a sudden ray of light from above and someone opened the lid.

Kakavasia looked up, and even though his vision was still blurry, he intuitively felt that the warm red at the entrance of the cave must be a very spectacular sight.

The background was filled with a faint and gorgeous light, and a black head poked out: "Kakawasha! Wake up, sister is here to take you out!"

As she spoke, she jumped down without hesitation. The pit was not very high, only about the height of two people, but it was still a bit difficult for a child to climb up.

Cheng An picked up Kakavasa, and the child's unfocused and weak appearance made her a little flustered. In the original plot, the Kartika people finally fulfilled the bet. Although according to the child, they were angry and anxious, and suspected him of cheating, but in the end he brought back Varissa's necklace by himself.

But here they are ready to default on their debts and kill them.

According to what the Kartikas said when they gathered together, it was because she had taken down too many Kartika camps recently, so they were deliberately taking revenge.

Thinking of this, Cheng An felt cold all over. The familiar feeling made her feel as if she had fallen back into that prison. Then she became furious again, wondering how those scumbags had the nerve to talk about revenge on others.

"Hmm? Messenger sister?" The wind blew in slowly from above, making Kakavasa, who had been locked up for an afternoon, feel a little refreshed.

The black-haired girl did not answer, but silently held him up and jumped out of the pit lightly.

The Avikin are born with extremely high emotional intelligence. They are very sensitive to other people's emotions, even young children are no exception.

The sun had already set, and the colors of the sunset glow had been mixed with deep black and purple, but there was still some bright red that had not faded. Cheng An faced the gradually darkening sky and walked towards home.

Kakavasya, who was being held, patted her on the back and said, "Messenger sister, you are unhappy."

"Yeah." Cheng An stopped and sighed, reminding himself not to indulge in negative emotions anymore. It was inappropriate to make a child worry.

She said, "Kakawasha, do you realize how dangerous what you have done? Those Katikas will really get you killed."

"You didn't come home so late, your sister and I were almost scared to death."

Kakavasya: "I'm sorry, sister messenger, those Katikas took away my necklace, which is a very important thing that my mother left for us."

"And I'm lucky and smart. I'm a child blessed by the Mother Goddess. No matter what I bet with them, I always win in the end."

Hearing this, she sighed inwardly: Silly child, not everyone will gamble with you. Some hooligans are good at cheating and overturning the table.

At this point he suddenly stood up: "By the way, where are those people? Where is the necklace?"

Cheng An did not mention that those people were now in an uncertain state of life or death. She was in no mood to watch the lives of those rubbish, and she had no killing moves to kill them. It was up to their fate to decide whether they lived or died. If they happened to encounter wild beasts or something, then it was their own fault.

She simply took out the necklace she had found on those people and waved it in front of Kakavasya, and the blond child immediately took it with joy.

"Let me tell you in advance, when your sister finds out that you did all this for the necklace, she will definitely talk to you."

"Why? Shouldn't my sister be happy that she found something important?"

"It's hard for me to say. You will know when you go back."

The child's face fell, he lowered his head, and said sullenly: "If my sister really says something bad about me, can the messenger sister plead for me?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on my mood. You just said that I'm not very happy." Cheng An said seriously.

"Then how can you be happy, messenger sister?" he asked.

This is what Cheng An was waiting for: "I want you to promise me that from now on, no matter what the situation is, you will never, ever, ever gamble with your life."

"Nothing is more important than your life, you know that?"

Kakavasia could hear the seriousness and earnestness in Cheng An's tone. He stammered a few times but didn't say anything to refute.

Cheng An knew from the silent look on his face that he was probably unwilling. He didn't know where such a young child learned the bad habit of gambling with his life.

"What? You don't agree? Then I won't help you. I'll go and help your sister talk to you."

Raising a child requires zero tolerance for fundamentally bad habits. I hope little Kakavasa will not be ungrateful.

"No, messenger sister, I promise you! Don't refuse to help me." The child in her arms became really nervous.

"you swear?"

"I swear! I promise I won't do this again and won't gamble my life on anything." He raised his little hands and imitated an adult swearing.

Kind of funny.

Cheng An couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahahaha, now that you've sworn in person, you must keep your word in the future."

"You must remember this, Kakavasya. There will be many, many people who love and care about you. If you gamble your life, no matter whether you win in the end or not, those who love and care about you will be very, very sad."

"Kakavasia is a good child, so you won't make people who love you sad, right?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

She looked at the round little face full of seriousness, and finally showed a gratified smile. The child seemed to have listened to her, which was good, and it was not in vain for her painstaking efforts.

Cheng An prayed in his heart: You'd better remember your oath today, Kakawashia, no matter whether you will turn into gold sand in the future.

"Okay, seeing that Kakavasia is so obedient, the messenger sister is happy and decided to help you persuade Varissa when the time comes."

"Great! Thank you, messenger sister!"