"Are you scared?" Zhan Beihan looked at her with a half-smile.
"You won't really kill me, what should I be afraid of?" Xiao Lingyue said.
Zhan Beihan chuckled: "You know again?"
Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes inwardly.
Whether a person is truly murderous or not can be seen from the changes in his breath and eyes, and it cannot be hidden.
Besides, how much does she know about Zhan Beihan?
It’s not like I’ve never seen him truly murderous, so I can’t make a wrong judgment.
But it’s hard to say this.
Otherwise, with this man's suspicion, if she were asked how she knew his habits, she would not be able to explain it clearly.
"When you've had enough fun, just return the dagger to me." Xiao Lingyue said angrily, "I found someone to make it specially, it's not a piece of junk on the street."
Hearing this, Zhan Beihan glanced at the handle of the dagger.
There was a pattern engraved on the end of the handle. He frowned: "It's from Tianyi Pavilion?"
Xiao Lingyue: "Yes."
"The things on your body have various origins. They are the golden needles from Yaowang Valley and the daggers from Tianyi Pavilion." The man said in a neutral tone, his eyes sharply scanning several places on her body.
"what else?"
"..." Xiao Lingyue was shocked to realize that Zhan Beihan had known that she had more than one dagger on her body.
It's even clear where other things are/are hidden.
How did he know?
Zhan Beihan saw her doubts and sneered: "Is there something about you that I don't know about? Do you still want to hide it?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
"But you guessed it right, I really don't want to kill you." Zhan Beihan said quietly, the sharp tip of the dagger pressed against the button in front of her dress, and when he lifted it up, the embroidered button snapped.
"But not killing you doesn't mean that I can't do other things, such as..."
The cold tip of the knife was like a poisonous snake, slowly swimming through the delicate skin of her neck and getting into her open skirt.
Xiao Lingyue trembled and grabbed his hand instinctively: "Have you had enough fun?"
Zhan Beihan raised his long and narrow eyes with a hint of sarcasm: "Are you scared?"
"..."
If he really did something, Xiao Lingyue would not be afraid.
To stretch one's head or shrink one's head is the same thing.
Early death and early liberation.
But now, this man doesn't want her life, just like teasing the prey in his palm, teasing her every now and then, with some aggressive provocation.
Who can bear this?
What a bad taste.
Xiao Lingyue grinded her teeth: "I've already told you the ugly things, don't go too far."
Zhan Beihan said contemptuously: "Is it useful if you say it?"
Xiao Lingyue: "You..."
"The unwillingness of the weak is the most useless thing!"
Zhan Beihan narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "Now I am suppressing you. You can resist, but you cannot refuse. When one day you can suppress me, I will do whatever you want."
Xiao Lingyue paused: "This is what you said, don't regret it."
"I never regret."
Zhan Beihan said with a half-smile, "Then to be fair, you are now at my disposal."
Xiao Lingyue suddenly reacted: "Wait! The disposal you mentioned..."
"The bite mark from last time seems to have faded." Zhan Beihan didn't give her a chance to speak. He turned back the blade and stroked the side of her neck with his slender fingers along the collar.
The feel of the finger is completely different from that of a dagger.
Xiao Lingyue was shocked as if she was electrocuted. She instinctively leaned back and hit the wooden frame with the back of her head.