Chapter 505: Mutual Request
Su Jing lowered his head and glanced at the burning fire quietly, then retracted his feet expressionlessly.
When he took it back, he did not forget to use the sole of his boot to ruthlessly crush a small soft-shell crab that came out of nowhere into the sand.
Behavior is somewhat childish.
The little crab that had just changed its shell shook its head and struggled to get out of the sand pit. The two big pincers that were showing off its teeth and claws just now were dented by the pitiful pressure, and it no longer looked majestic at all. .
Mr. Crab, who suffered an unreasonable disaster, really wanted to cry without tears.
It's just a little crab that's trying to catch a glimpse of someone else. Who is it provoking?
Bailian quickly brought Yin Baishuang back from the ice sea, narrowly avoiding the four sky-shaking thunder pillars.
But just like before, the lightning in the thunder column flashed quickly, clinging to the direction of Qi Jinbu's trajectory.
Su Jing drew out Zhan Qing and cut the lightning with one sword, but it was like hitting a real object, with strong words of gold and stone splashing out.
The lightning passed and the sword energy collapsed.
The blade was vibrating so much that Su Jing secretly frowned. The backlash made her whole arm numb, and even the spiritual node on her right hand was stagnant and difficult to access. got up.
This thunder and lightning is so weird that it makes people feel headache and frightened.
As she was brushing away the remaining thunder, frost and lightning on the sword's edge, she noticed a cold, hostile gaze stabbing in her direction.
Su Jingyu’s snow-carved face showed no expression at all, and she walked slowly with her sword in hand: “Don’t talk about people during the day, and don’t talk about ghosts at night. It really makes sense.”
The long night was silent. A moment ago, he mentioned her casually, but now she bumped into his sight without any good reason.
This ghost is naturally Yin Baishuang.
I really don’t know what fate this is.
Bailian looked up at Su Jing, whose face was as cold as before, and then at the eldest lady of Cangwu Palace, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, and remembered what Jin Sheng said to him. That word of warning.
There are two most beautiful women in the world, but both of them must not be messed with.
They formed an irresolvable hatred when they were teenagers.
These two women are both madmen. It would be okay if they didn't collide. If they collided, it would be really scary to both ghosts and gods.
Bailian feels that something like fate is really wonderful.
When he first entered the Ghost Mountain, he saw the half-dead girl Su Jing and met the murderous Miss Yin.
Now the position is completely reversed. The murderous Miss Yin is still murderous, but she was struck by lightning and seemed to be quite miserable. She couldn't stand up for a long time.
On the other hand, Miss Su Jing, although her temperament when she walked in was elegant and dignified, with a pure and clean appearance, she had a calm and down-to-earth elegance.
But the way she held up the sword to reflect Qingyan had to make Balian wonder whether the sword in her hand was going to fall on Miss Yin's head the next moment.
Yin Baishuang's eyes, as beautiful as apricot blossoms in the spring rain, suddenly froze, and the blood on her lips made her look a little more evil. She seemed to be sarcastic: "So, Taixuanzong Su Jing, you often It’s really a great honor for everyone to talk about me.”
One person sneered.
One person is indifferent.
But the surrounding atmosphere began to become tense for no reason. The two people's eyes met, which could create a more terrifying electric light than on the sea.
The smell of warfire in the air became stronger and stronger, and Balian hurriedly spoke out to break the increasingly terrifying aura between the two of them, asking: "Miss Yin, why are you here?"
With her cultivation, it doesn’t look like she can be sucked into this world.
Yin Baishuang seemed too lazy to look at Su Jing anymore and looked away.
Perhaps it was because he had been rescued by Balian risking his life just now, or maybe it was because he could barely be considered a 'friend' of hers.
She wiped away the blood on her lips and said in a cold voice: "Thanks to Ying Xiu, the ghost grass in the second realm was destroyed, the bronze door in the third realm suddenly opened, all the plants in the thousands of miles were necrotic, and even one ghost grass failed to survive, so I I had no choice but to open the door and come here to find grass." Balian got goosebumps when he heard this.
How serious you are, he admires you for picking grass without risking your life.
"Uh... girl, four days ago, didn't she receive the news from the voice of the sword that she would go to the bronze tree in the atrium and return to the world?"
Yin Baishuang's expression was cold: "I don't like it. Plunge into the crowd.”
She doesn't like people from Tianxi or Taixuan very much.
She is a wandering soul who has nowhere to go and spends her days with little ghosts. She cannot enter the human world where they are so far away.
So she would rather choose a dangerous road of silence in the night and darkness than walk with the human road.
Indeed, every time Balian saw her, she was walking alone in a deserted land with two swords, a pot, a jade and a small coffin.
For a cold and lonely person like Su Jing, when he first met her, there was still a woman like Wen Hanwei by his side.
As for Yin Baishuang, it seemed that she would never be able to give a second person a place beside her.
Bailian slowly transferred the spiritual power into her body, and nursed her trembling breath: "Miss Yin, does she know how to flash?"
Yin Baishuang's brows slightly raised as if unexpectedly. He stood up, looked at Su Jing with a sneer on his face, and said, "You who always cherish words like gold, actually told him everything about my magic flash technique?"
Su Jing did not say.
Yin Baishuang's apricot eyes turned cold and cold, and her bleak brows showed an irrepressible indifference: "Let's say goodbye to the past today, tomorrow the sun and the moon will change the sky."
"Ha... Su Jing, that's all you can do."
Su Jing's fingertips tightened slightly, but there was no emotion on his face: "Do you think now is the time to talk nonsense?"
Yin Baishuang snorted coldly.
Su Jing's face became colder and colder, but his voice was extremely soft: "Or do you want the little ghost in your coffin to wander in this ghost place with you forever?"
One hit hits the vital point.
Even in front of Su Jing, Miss Yin, who wanted to be stronger in every possible way, had to compromise with a sullen face: "Su Jing, even if I ask for what I need from you, I feel sick."
Su Jing's face She knelt down expressionlessly, pushed away Balian's hand that was attached to her vest, and put her palm on it with a look of disgust.
While entering the spiritual power, he said coolly: "I'll endure the nausea. When we get what we need, won't you have to die of injustice?" The words ended with a hint of ridicule. .
Yin Baishuang felt her spiritual power slowly pouring into her body. Although it was warm and nourishing, she was still disgusted and laughed, feeling extremely ridiculous: "Su Jing, do you think I am in this world?" Will I be reduced to the point where I need the same thing as you?"
She thought Su Jing was referring to the identity of the Son of Heaven.
Su Jing's head tilted slightly, and the two rabbit ears under the power curtain also tilted and tilted, and her hair was lightly lifted.
"Who knows?"
Yin Baishuang was disgusted with her way of speaking, and put her words in a cold voice: "Don't worry, you Su Jing asked for it. The things in my heart are as light as dust, so I don’t want to fight with you!”
There was silence for a long time.
"Yeah." After a long time, he responded in an extremely unusual way.
It sounds like he agrees very much and is in a good mood.
(End of this chapter)