A crack finally appeared on Su Jing's snow-like face.
She quickly took out a Qiankun bag from her arms and quickly checked it with her spiritual sense. The next moment, her face turned extremely ugly.
"Are you angry now?" Yin Baishuang pointed at Bai Lian and sneered: "Don't rush to spread anger. He destroyed all your treasures with his own hands. If you want to kill him, you are free. But
It was also he who saved you from the demon vine."
Su Jing stood with the sword in hand, without taking another look at Bai Lian on the ground, and said coldly: "Yin Baishuang, can you be more childish?"
Yin Baishuang's eyes widened, as if she was surprised by her calmness. She sneered, "She actually changed her temper."
Suddenly, there was a sudden chill in my wrist.
A cold, wet hand held her wrist.
Yin Baishuang came back to her senses and looked at the young man's dark brows with cool eyes.
Her palms were caressing his chest unceremoniously.
His palm was grabbing her wrist without etiquette, preventing her from continuing to send the biting chill into her body.
There is no intention to look at the mountains, you are not there in the distant mountains.
Her eyebrows were painted in ink and her temples were as sharp as a knife, and a smile came up on her eyebrows: "Is that you who was in her body just now?"
The breeze was cool and cool. Although she was smiling, there was no dawn in the world in her bright eyes.
Balian pushed her palm away, sat up straight, straightened his clothes, and looked up at her: "Yes."
Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows, glanced at Su Jing, who had a dull expression, and then looked at the little corpse demon with delicate features.
She laughed softly in a low voice, took out a cold object from her arms, and placed it in Balian's arms.
And he touched his head, as if teasing some small animal, and sneered: "You little corpse demon can always bring me different pleasures. I give this to you, so you must cherish it."
After saying that, she actually put away her tenseness, turned around and finally prepared to leave with Sen Leng murderous intent.
Click, click, click...
At this moment, a round blue bead pendant rolled along the glacier to the edge of Yin Baishuang's boots.
The pendant beads don't look like the current style, they look a bit old.
"What do you mean? You want to fight?" Yin Baishuang raised her foot and was about to crush the bead.
"This was the first thing he bought when he came down from the mountain and bought it in Guangmeng City." Su Jing's tone was light, implying unwillingness.
Yin Baishuang's feet froze slightly, and she was about to kick the pendant to Bailian and let him destroy it on his behalf.
As for the things left by that person, even if they were given to Su Jing, she could not destroy them with her own hands.
Su Jing seemed to know her temper, and immediately added: "This bead was the gift he took the longest to select in Guangmeng City that night. That year, your leg injury was not healed and you couldn't go down the mountain. He wanted to buy it to give you happiness.
It's just that when you returned to Taixuanzong, you had already left with your father."
Yin Baishuang's thin shoulders trembled, and there was no sound immediately.
Su Jing's slender fingers gently rubbed the worn Qiankun bag, and she lowered her eyebrows suddenly: "As for everything contained here, although it seems to be a lot, it is actually not as important to him as you think. Because of these
thing……"
At this point, she paused, her eyelashes trembled like fluttering black butterflies, and she slowly opened her cold, watery eyes: "I was the one who pestered him to come."
Different.
Be it a jade rabbit mask or a lantern or a paper kite.
Even if she regards them as treasures, she can't change the cheapness of these things.
"It's been two hundred years. Why are you telling me this today? Why are you telling me now... that he still has a bead that he hasn't given away?" I don't know if it was Balian's illusion, but Yin Baishuang's voice was blurred in the wind.
, a little choked with sobs, it was an incomprehensible despair.
She slowly knelt down, picked up the beads and held them to her heart. Her pale and desolate face seemed to have become much haggard in an instant.
The eyes were red, but no tears fell.
It was as if the tears in her eyes had dried up over the past two hundred years.
"Su Jing, you are really... the cruelest woman in the world." Yin Baishuang's voice was hoarse and low, as if all her energy and hatred had been exhausted.
She was clearly living well in the abyss of despair, so why did she have to give her a candy mixed with blood that had already gone bad and expired?
However, even though she knew that the candy was poisonous and should not be taken, she still could not turn a blind eye.
Su Jing slowly closed her eyes and said nothing.
Yin Baishuang left.
The wind is silent and the glacier is speechless.
Balian watched the crimson figure disappear into the darkness, and his heart felt sad for a moment.
He was about to cross the glacier and pick up the rabbit when Su Jing's cold voice suddenly sounded: "What is that thing she put in your arms?"
Balian was stunned, not expecting Su Jing to take the initiative to talk to him. Although his tone was as cold and distant as ever, he did not hide any murderous intent.
Feeling slightly relieved, Bailian took out the jade shell from his arms, turned it over and looked at it twice, lowered his head and said, "I don't know what this thing is?"
The soft boots crushed the dead leaves beside the river, making a crisp crackling sound.
A cold plain hand passed through the back of his hand and took the jade shell from his hand unceremoniously.
After a while, a faint cold fragrance drifted over.
For some reason, Balian, whose soul had returned to his true body, was able to distinguish the body fragrance on her body. He calmly took two steps to the side, keeping a respectful distance from her.
The river water has been frozen into ice by the sword's will. The river is silent and everything is silent.
Holding the jade shell in her hand, she raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently, her cold gaze as misty as the wind and without any trace.
In the dim light of the ice mist, her profile was so white that it was almost transparent, and her black hair fell between her cheeks, making her look particularly soft and black.
Balian knew that she was taciturn and her thoughts were as elusive as clouds of smoke, so she had no intention of taking back the jade shell.
He moved lightly, and was about to leave, but he heard her soft voice, and with extremely rare patience, she explained to him: "This is the Qianying Jade Shell, for recording and playback of images."
The steps he took out were immediately taken back. It was not the first time that Bai Lian saw this jade shell. He remembered that Yin Baishuang had quietly taken out this jade shell in the ghost mountain. He felt something bad in his heart and hurriedly stretched out his hand to reach for it.
To retrieve the jade shell.
"Since this thing belongs to Miss Yin, it naturally records her private affairs. It's better not to explore it without authorization."
However, it was still a step too late.
Su Jing's slender fingertips gently brushed around the tightly closed gap of the jade shell, and the two tightly closed jade shells suddenly burst out with a bright light like stardust.
The jade shell slowly opened.
A beam of light swept into a clear image.
It was exactly what happened when Yin Baishuang forced Bai Lian to take the Qiankun Bag from her arms.
Bai Lian's scalp felt numb for a while.
Suddenly, Yin Baishuang's deliberately frightening scream came from the scene. The young man in the scene who was concentrating on getting the object was frightened. He leaned forward and pressed his whole palm on it, covering it tightly. You could see the astonishing thing clearly through the light and shadow.
Soft silhouette.
Su Jing, who was unconscious and sleeping, had no idea about all this.
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