"Where is the divine seal?" Baili Fengjian was wearing a mysterious clothes under the night, so dark that he almost melted into the darkness. His steps were neither too fast nor too slow, and his lazy eyes were a little sharp.
"I know you will catch up with you, so how could I be so stupid to carry things with you?" Jing Che did not avoid or dodge, but instead spread his hands easily, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an unhelpful tone.
Baili Fengjian narrowed his eyes and stopped a few steps away from her.
At this time, the wind blew over the shadows of the trees, and the sound of swaying became more and more powerful. Jing Che stared at the darkness behind him with uncertainty. A black shadow was far away until she sank into the walls of the distant imperial capital that she breathed a sigh of relief.
A quarter of an hour ago, Jing Che fled here. It was still ten miles away from the imperial capital. If he escaped into the imperial capital, it would be difficult for Baili Fengjian to chase him, but she stopped.
She looked at the woods and had been waiting for a long time. She quickly handed the things in her sleeves to him and said hurriedly: "Don't give them to Xiao Jin for now. If he goes back on his word, you can still have chips in your hand to confront him."
Si Ming took the result of the warm bead: "What about you?"
"There is also a ** divine seal..." Her tone was inexplicably sad, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son?"
After saying that, she laughed herself. She had already regarded him as an enemy like a wolf, tiger and leopard.
Si Ming was silent for a moment and said, "The worst thing is that you have a way out. Don't be too stubborn. You know that he will hurt Hongyi, but not Jingche."
"How do you know he doesn't?" Jing Che asked back, a sarcastic curve curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the layered darkness in the distance. "Look, he is here. If I return to Jing Che's appearance now, he will not believe me... You go quickly."
Si Ming left the air, and the sound of the wind was as if someone had pushed the fire, and it seemed like it was about to tear the entire night sky apart.
Jingche stood there waiting for him to approach.
After so many years, she once chased him and hid, but later he searched for her to hide. This was the first time she stood there waiting for him to approach, but each had his own ulterior motives.
At this moment, Baili Fengjian stared at Jing Che with his clear eyes, and after a while, his tone was still lazy: "Oh, so are you waiting for me? Let me take you back, so you can take the opportunity to enter Jiahuang Mountain and steal that ** divine seal."
Jing Che was seen through and felt a sense of silence. Now it was too late to escape. He chuckled calmly: "Sage Saint Baili, don't understand me too much. You have seen through everything. What else is there to be fun?"
"I don't understand you, who else can understand you?" Baili Fengjian pulled the corner of his mouth, and a few thin threads were wrapped around his sleeve, quickly binding Jing Che's hands. "Since Hongyi wants to play, that's also interesting. I want to see how you steal the ** divine seal under my nose."
"Are you so arrogant?"
Baili Fengjian's face approached, and the warm breath that was revealed condensed into subtle water droplets on her mask: "Life is boring, shouldn't you find something to play with?"
As soon as he pulled his wrist, Jing Che was pulled over by him and was forced to follow his steps.
In order to go out for a few steps, Baili Fengjian's steps suddenly stopped.
On the official road, a carriage was flying from a distance, and the smell of dust pounced on the sky. The wind brought the conversation between the two in the carriage, and the internal force could be heard clearly.
"Afu, in a few days, it's time to go there to change your soul again."