Upon hearing this, Baili Fengjian's pupils suddenly shrank.
This voice is clearly Nian Sanniang's voice. The "Afu" she said must be... Hefu, who had already died back then!
Even though he had confirmed it in his heart, he was still shocked after confirming this fact. But Baili Fengjian did not catch up with him and allowed Nian Sanniang's carriage to gallop like the imperial capital.
The moonlight hangs on my head so cold that it will drip out of water.
Jing Che, whose hands were bound, was not panicked at all. At this time, he suddenly laughed: "The Sword Saint is really good at making a plan."
It is obvious that there is only one reason why he lets the tiger return to the mountain - leading the snake out of the cave. After being seen through, Kazuma only smiled with his lips and said without hesitation: "How can I miss the opportunity to observe this wonderful place for resurrection?"
She is a smart person and will not tell the name. Baili Fengjian naturally knew who she was referring to. She retracted her gaze and turned around, raised Jing Che's chin provocatively, looked at it for a while, and looked at it seriously, Fang said, "You know, there is a little too much."
Jing Che lowered his eyes: "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle, right?"
Baili Fengjian approached a step closer, and Jingche had no way to retreat against the trunk. He thought it was his usual frivolous and insulting action, but in fact it was not. He looked at her steadily, and his eyebrows were dull and said two words: "Let's go."
Jing Che lost his mind in an instant.
His tone was like the usual saying "Go home", as if at this moment they were not enemies who had been confronting each other for a long time, but the master and apprentice who had made up as good as before after the quarrel.
Then Jingche felt a sudden and pure darkness in front of her eyes, and the sound of the wind roared in her ears.
He had cast spells, so she could not see anything along the way, only knowing that she was in a warm embrace. He didn't say anything along the way, and his broad arms were slinging her. Because of excessive force, the warmth seemed unreal, as if she was not attached to him, but as if he was absorbing the already pitiful warmth in her.
Jingche was not sure, and her tense sense of crisis did not allow her to think too much, nor could she know that this was his addiction and short-term indulgence.
When there was light again in front of you, Jing Che found that it had arrived at Yunqin Peak, Jiahuang Mountain.
I ran away in a hurry last time, but I didn't expect that I would come back here today with such a self-invested attitude.
What was even more surprising was that Baili Fengma did not imprison her, but led her to the room where Jingche had lived.
Jing Che's face changed slightly under his mask and said, "I don't want to live here."
Baili Fengjian pulled the rope from her hand, pulled her over, and said lazily: "Red clothes, don't forget that you are a prisoner. How to play is up to me."
"One of the people who have lived in this room died and the other disappeared. The Sword Saint used such an unknown room to treat guests... Are you not afraid that it would make people feel unkind when they say it?"
"How do you know who has lived in this room?" Baili Fengma suddenly frowned.
Jing Che leaned against the door frame and chuckled, his voice so charming that he could almost pinch out the water: "Baili Sword Saint, I just want to remind you, how did I know, naturally someone told me, and the person who told me... Her life was still in my hand
Baili Fengjian looked slightly ill, and he kept silent and pushed open the closed door.
The ice slag solidified from the crack of the door fell down in pieces. He broke off a sharp ice slag and quickly turned his hand back, and the ice slag was completely penetrated into Jing Che's body.
"I really don't like being threatened..." He said lazily as he looked at the huge wound that was bleeding from the belly.