"You're pretending to be real." Jing Che said angrily.
I thought he really had no spiritual power, but now I saw that there was nothing strange about him. His whole body was full of spiritual power, so I knew that I had been tricked by him.
Jing Che glared at him in slight annoyance, pursed his lips, tore off a corner of his robe, and bandaged his shoulders casually.
Baili Fengjian walked over with spread hands: "The spiritual power has just come back."
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he was about to think about why he should pretend at this time, when he suddenly remembered that he had no spiritual power at the moment - did their spiritual power appear one after another?
As if he had realized something, he suddenly turned to look at Baili Fengjian: "Did you really have no spiritual power just now?"
Baili Fengjian nodded sincerely.
"Actually, you don't even know where this place is, right?"
Baili Fengjian pulled his lips and nodded elegantly again.
It turned out that it was just a delaying tactic on his part. No wonder he initially persuaded her to surrender and was not willing to escape with her. He also called the jailer to arrest her. Now, after returning his spiritual power, he came out on his own. This is really in line with his conceited character.
, never do anything without confidence.
Jing Che was slightly angry, feeling like a clown, being played around by him. He was the same before, and now he has a different identity, and it's still the same.
She didn't want to speak and walked straight to the prison entrance without saying a word.
Baili Fengjian was behind her and said thoughtfully: "If I remember correctly, you have been injured since we were on Jiahuang Mountain. Can you still hold on until now? Don't you feel any pain?"
"It hurts?" Jing Che seemed to be sneering, but in the middle of the sentence, his eyes tightened, and before he could say the next words, he felt that the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The blood surged in the throat, and there was no fishy smell, only hot and sticky. The eyes were dark, and the consciousness gradually faded away.
***
When she woke up again, she had some strength in her body. Despite all the luck, her spiritual power was still gone. Jingche did not open her eyes immediately. The vigilance she had developed over the years made her listen carefully to the sounds around her.
The surroundings were quiet, but there seemed to be a faint sound of cheers and cheers coming from below, and bursts of distant shouts and noises reached my ears.
It should be an inn. Judging from the light my eyelids felt, it was daytime.
Then he opened his eyes with confidence, and what caught his eye was a circle of light green stubble, and his dark eyes were looking at her condescendingly with a slight sneer.
She immediately jumped up and struck with a hand knife. Baili Fengjian easily blocked it and twisted her wrists behind her back to restrain her. She leaned closer and said, "You still dare to attack me without spiritual power. I should say that you are too much."
Stupid, or too courageous?"
Jing Che pursed his lips, smiled with an officialdom sarcasm, put his face close to Baili Fengjian's ear, and sent his words with warmth and seductiveness: "If you dare to touch me now, at night you will be a useless person, unable to move even an inch, or you will continue to go to prison.
Stay here?.”
Baili Fengjian half-squinted his eyes, but the strength holding her in his hands did not decrease by half: "You are right, otherwise I would not save you."
"You want to cooperate, right?" They were very close, like a couple talking softly, but their words were full of vigilance and hostility.
"My spiritual power rises and falls day and night, and yours is just the opposite. Only by working together can we leave this place."
"Okay." Jing Che only said one word, trying to pull his hand out of his hot palm.
Baili Fengjian slowly let go of his hand, and Jing Che immediately spun out of bed. But he suddenly pulled her into his arms with force, pulled his lips into a smile, and whispered: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
Then he let her go.
Jing Che casually pulled on a large cloak and put it on his body. The door opened and closed, and a flash of red disappeared at the door.
She was in a hurry to escape, but Baili Fengjian did not delve into the meaning of her behavior at this time. In a room filled with incense, he closed his eyes, and his expression finally showed some fatigue.
Downstairs, a big drama was going on.
The door of the inn was pushed open with a bang, and a group of people walked in, wrapped in the wind and snow. The heat in the room was immediately dispersed, and the cold wind penetrated people's clothes. Those who were sitting and drinking shrank their necks and turned around when they heard the sound.
I saw a lantern swinging under the eaves, and then the door was closed.
The naked woman was thrown to the ground, with a dagger stuck in her chest, and the blood all over her body had been frozen into pieces. Everyone was amazed and took a closer look, only to realize that it was not a woman at all. She had no facial features, only human beings.
appearance.
The leader of the big men shouted: "Today I caught a monster outside the city. It has not yet been cultivated and formed. Even ordinary blades cannot kill this monster. Do you think there is any way to do it?"
Everyone downstairs was busy thinking of solutions, while Jingche looked at the monster on the ground with some pity, feeling sympathy for her. In fact, she was not like this, in other people's mouth, she was such a demonic existence.
It's like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it.
If she didn't have strong enough skills and a determined heart, sooner or later, she would end up in this situation. Her knuckles slowly clenched, and Jing Che didn't want to watch, so she turned around and walked through the corridor on the second floor.
At this moment, a man spoke slowly: "Monsters are also alive, so why bother killing them all?"
This voice was not angry and intimidating, but was born with a shocking and domineering air. Suddenly, the noise around them quieted down, and only the wind squeezed through the cracks of the window and howled, wrapped in some fine snow and fell breathlessly on the window lattice. Outside
The clear and crisp sound of "Tanghulu" reached the bottom of my ears.
Jing Che also stopped and looked over. The man who spoke had silver hair, a profile as sharp as a knife, and a complexion so white that it was almost transparent. He held a bronze wine bottle with his long knuckles, paused at his lips, and raised his head to send it.
Enter the throat.
"Who are you? You look so evil!"
“It’s not a good thing at first glance!”
"We must be in the same group!"
In the angry expressions of everyone, the silver-haired man calmly put the wine bottle on the table, Shi Shiran stood up, glanced at the dying monster on the ground, and walked towards the door calmly.
Most of the knights here were knights who had traveled around the world for many years. Seeing that they were being ignored, they shouted angrily: "Stop!"
The big man clapped his hands and smashed the table hard. The wooden chopsticks in the tube were driven by the true energy and cut through the air with a crash. They all shot towards the back of the silver-haired man. Seeing that more than a dozen chopsticks were about to reach his vest, the silver-haired man suddenly stood up and pointed on his toes.
He swept back against the railing, and a sharp wind blew out of his sleeves.
The chopsticks were chopped at the waist and fell to the ground in a panic.
The man's move of firing thousands of arrows together is quite famous in the world, but he didn't expect it to be easily and deftly broken by this man... Who is this person? Everyone looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to stop him anymore.
he.
The silver-haired man opened the door calmly and walked out. Within a moment, the sound of horse hooves faded away.
A soft but firm "chase" was said from the second floor, and another mysterious shadow followed him. Then a woman in red walked downstairs, slowly led a horse from the stable, and smiled brightly at the store.
Said: "Borrow it."
The store owner didn't have time to refuse, and the red dress also became a dot in the wind and snow.