Chapter 389 The Eye of the Lover
Bailian put his palm close to the ice coffin, and the black breath lingering on the coffin immediately entangled and bit him, causing several wounds on his palm, and blood seeped out. After reaching the ice coffin, he pulled the approaching breath back from the edge of danger.
Although the breath is still weak, the depleted and almost numb state has been changed and revived.
Allogeneic and homologous.
The blood between the corpse demon kings is the most sweet nutrient in the world for each other.
Su Jing seemed to have sensed the fluctuation of the abnormal aura in the black coffin. There seemed to be a slight light in her eyes. After looking at the ice coffin silently for a moment, she seemed to discern something. Her black pupils shrank slightly and she hid in the ice coffin. The fingertips in the sleeves tightened.
Bailian's back suddenly stiffened, and he noticed Su Jing's scrutinizing gaze. His Adam's apple rolled nervously, and he suddenly felt a chill.
He regretted his careless behavior.
It is obvious that Su Jing is also here. He is as cautious as he is. Why did he suddenly let down his guard? He knew clearly that it was Sister Si Li in the coffin, but he forgot to guard against this person who could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes and was merciless. The young master of Taixuan Sect actually fed him blood food directly.
When Si Li was weak, his blood and breath were not visible. Now after swallowing a few mouthfuls of his blood, it is no longer possible to conceal the special aura of the corpse demon, let alone that she is a royal corpse demon from a long time ago.
How could Su Jing tolerate her?
Isn’t he Zhi Si Li in danger?
Bailian did not take any chances that the weak blood energy belonging to Sister Si Li would not be noticed by Su Jing. He could feel her cold gaze falling on his palm without turning around. under.
A chill that hadn't been felt for a long time ran down my spine again.
Su Jing watched quietly as the blood under his palm poured into the coffin, forming a shallow blood-colored pulse-like pattern. She stared at it and frowned for a while.
Surprisingly, he didn't show any signs of attack. He suddenly turned his head away and said nothing from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't notice anything strange in the coffin.
Bailian felt a little uneasy and didn't say much. He bled for a while. After the breath in the coffin gradually calmed down and he could hide his breath and activity on his own, he calmly took it back. With the palm of his hand, he put the ice coffin into the green jade and turned his eyes to look at her peacefully.
Su Jing didn't look at him again, and cast his eyes into the abyss of the second realm, with an indistinguishable expression.
The sound of bells came from afar. It was a group of casual cultivators from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, led by the elder named Ning.
“I have heard about Taixuan’s reputation for a long time, and today I am lucky enough to be able to see Miss Jing’s true face in the desperate situation of Ghost Mountain. She is really a fairy-like figure. Ning Feiyan is so polite.”
Although Ning Feiyan was an elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, his appearance was really young and attractive. Although his lover's eyes were looking at Su Jing seriously.
When the eyes are wandering, there is always an intriguing romantic charm.
Even when facing a woman, there is warmth and tenderness in his eyes.
Unfortunately, Su Jing was cold and harsh, and kept away from strangers. Her soul was born with frost and snow that could not be warmed, so she did not even open her eyes to Ning Feiyan's conversation. , his ink-colored eyes reflected the dark abyss.
Ning Feiyan had heard of Su Jing's reputation for being cold and aloof, and was not surprised. She raised her face, and her soft eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Bai Lian, with a look of confusion on her face. With a charming and gentle smile, she naturally took out a soft handkerchief and pulled his sleeves.
It looked like he was ready to treat his wounds personally with dignity. "How come this handsome young man doesn't care for his body so much? His hands are injured like this, and he doesn't know how to bandage them. This place in Guishan is not like the mortal world. The wind here is cold and corrosive to the bones. The wound has been infected by Yin Feng, but it needs to be cut away to treat it."
Her voice is soft and sweet, which penetrates the heart and bones, but it does not make people think that she is frivolous or presumptuous.
She seems to be two extremes from Su Jing. Although her behavior and words are a bit outrageous, she still gives people a just right kind of gentleness and kindness. Her dark brown eyes seem to be naturally smiling, making it easy for people to fall in love with her. Feeling good in my heart.
But Balian had a keen intuition. Just from her behavior towards the female assassin, he had a vague feeling that what was wrapped under this woman's softness and gentleness was a heart. True heartlessness.
Balian took a small step back, avoiding the hand she extended, and said, "Thank you, Senior Ning, for your concern. It's just a little skin injury, so it's okay."
"Senior Ning?" Her eyes were flowing gracefully, Yingying smiles like anger : "Young gentleman, do you think I am very old? Call me senior?"
Bailian was very humble and meek: "No, no, senior Ning, Delong Wangzun, is not old at all."
< br>Delong Wangzun?
The members of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance looked strange.
Isn't this usually used to praise the elderly with high reputation?
This guy has a really bad mouth.
If it were any other woman, she would have been annoyed a long time ago, but Ning Feiyan took a step closer to him with a smile on her face. She didn't move her hands or feet this time, but just stepped back and handed out the handkerchief. Zi: "My husband has a very serious temper. If you are shy and feel that men and women are not close to each other, then I will give you this handkerchief and you can bandage it yourself."
She looked like she had a good temper.
Bailian was about to refuse when Fang Geyu, with a dark face, took the handkerchief directly from her hand, then took a mouthful of stuffy nasal sound and poured a mouthful of snot water in a nonchalant manner. Above.
The tip of the eldest lady's nose was red, she crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it back to her. She sneered and said, "Is this what the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance has? This kind of Yunluan Shu embroidery is used to wipe the noses of children in Shifang City. Young Master They don't look down on you This is such a petty thing."
"Miss Fang is really grand." Ning Feiyan praised without hesitation, then shook off the wet silk handkerchief and wiped the moisture from her palms.
“Where, where?” Fang Geyu raised his pale face arrogantly.
However, she still underestimated the shamelessness of Elder Ning of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. After slowly wiping her palms clean, she persisted in taking out a different handkerchief.
She looked at Bailian with watery eyes and said with a smile: "I give this handkerchief to you, I hope you don't dislike it."
Not to mention Fang Geyu, even the Baili Immortal from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance couldn't stand it anymore. He whispered from behind: "Elder Ning, um...can we be more subtle?"
Although you are young, you are still a fairy elder. This young man is full of calculations, and you are not even older than me. Isn't your behavior of pinching young vegetables too unruly?
What's more, the veil you took out for the second time... seems to have been with you for a hundred years. It is also a good defensive weapon. It seems to be gentle, but in fact it is vaguely stressful. Even the eldest lady of Shifang City cannot just ruin this veil of yours.
(End of this chapter)