long night walk

Chapter 390 Lover's Eye

Bai Lian put his palm close to the ice coffin, and the black breath lingering on the coffin immediately entangled and bit him, cutting several wounds on his palm, and the blood seeped into the ice coffin. The dying breath pulled back from the brink of dying.

Although the aura is still weak, the exhausted and almost numb state has been changed and revived.

Allogeneic homology.

The blood of the corpse demon royal family is the most mellow nutrient in the world to the other party.

Su Jing seemed to have also sensed the fluctuation of the abnormal breath in the black coffin. There seemed to be a gleam in her eyes. After looking at the ice coffin silently for a while, she seemed to be able to distinguish something. The fingertips in the sleeves tightened.

Bai Lian's back suddenly stiffened, and when he sensed Su Jing's appreciating gaze, his Adam's apple rolled nervously, and he suddenly felt a chill.

He regrets his careless behavior.

It is clear that Su Jing is also here, as cautious as he is, why did he suddenly relax his vigilance, knowing that there is Si Li's sister in the coffin, but he forgot to guard against this young master of Taixuanzong who can't tolerate half a grain of sand in his eyes, He actually fed blood food directly.

When Si Li was weak, his blood energy and inner breath were not visible. Now after swallowing a few mouthfuls of his blood, the special aura of the corpse demon is hard to hide, let alone she is a corpse demon royal family from a long time ago.

How could Su Jing tolerate her?

Isn't he Zhisi Li in danger?
Bai Lian didn't take chances thinking that the weak blood that belonged to Si Li's sister would not be noticed by Su Jing, and he could feel her cold gaze falling on his palm without turning around.

A chill that hadn't been felt for a long time spread down the spine again.

Su Jing quietly watched the blood under his palm pour into the coffin, forming a light layer of blood-colored pulse-like lines, and then frowned for a while.

Surprisingly, he didn't see any trouble, and suddenly turned his head away, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't notice the strangeness in the coffin.

Baili'an felt a little uneasy, and didn't say much. He bled for a while. After the breath in the coffin gradually calmed down and he was able to hide his breath and activity on his own, he calmly withdrew his palm and put the ice coffin back into it. Among the clear water and jade, he turned his eyes and looked at her peacefully.

Su Jing didn't look at him again, but cast his gaze into the abyss of the second realm, with an indistinguishable expression.

A sound of ringing bells came from afar, and it was the loose cultivators of Wan Dao Xianmeng who came slowly under the leadership of the elder Ning.

"I have heard about Taixuan's reputation for a long time. Today, I am lucky enough to be able to meet Miss Jing's true face in the desperate situation of Ghost Mountain. She really is a fairy-like figure. Ning Feiyan is so polite."

Although Ning Feiyan is an elder of the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance, he looks really young and attractive, even though his lover's eyes are looking at Su Jing seriously.

When the eyes are moving, there is always an intriguing romantic charm.

Even if he is facing a woman, his eyes can reveal tenderness and tenderness.

It's a pity that Su Jing is cold and harsh, not close to strangers, and her natural soul is tainted with frost and snow that cannot be warmed. Therefore, when talking about Ning Feiyan, she didn't even lift her eyelids, and her black eyes reflected The dark abyss.

Ning Feiyan had heard the name of Su Jing's aloofness, and it was no wonder that she raised her face, and her soft eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Bai Li'an, with an insane look on her face. With a drunken gentle smile, he naturally took out a soft handkerchief and pulled his sleeve.

It looked like he was going to condescend to treat his wound personally.

"Why does this handsome little man not care about his body so badly? His hands are so wounded that he doesn't know how to bandage them. The ghost mountain is no different from the mortal world. The wind here is cold and gnawing at the bones. The wound is invaded by the wind, but it needs to be treated by cutting the bone."

Her voice is soft, glutinous and sweet, and it penetrates into the heart, but it doesn't make people think that she is frivolous and presumptuous.

She seemed to be two extremes with Su Jing. Although her behavior and words were a bit out of line, she gave off a kind of gentleness and kindness that was just right. Her dark brown eyes seemed to be naturally smiling, and it was easy for people to have a good impression of her.

However, Bai Lian had a keen intuition. Just from her behavior towards the female assassin, he could faintly feel that what was wrapped in her softness and tenderness was a truly ruthless heart.

Bai Lian took a small step back, avoiding her outstretched hand, and said, "Thank you, Senior Ning, for your concern, but it's just a little skin trauma, it's okay."

"Senior Ning?" Her eyes were twitching, and she smiled like an annoyance: "Do you think I am old, Mr. Xiaolang? Call me senior?"

Bai Lian was very humble and docile: "Where is it, Senior Ning, Delong Wangzun, is not old at all."

Delong Wangzun?

Everyone in Wan Dao Xianmeng had strange expressions.

Isn't this generally used to praise the elders with high prestige and age?

This kid has a really bad mouth.

If it was any other woman, she would have been annoyed a long time ago, but Ning Feiyan took a step closer to him with a smile on her face. She didn't make any moves this time, but handed out the handkerchief in a second-hand way: "Xiao Langjun gave birth If you have a good and serious temperament, if you are shy and feel that a man and a woman are not close, then this handkerchief will be given to you, and you can bandage it yourself."

She has a good temper.

Bai Lian was about to refuse, but Fang Geyu with a dark face, directly grabbed the handkerchief from her hand, and with a muffled nasal voice, poured a mouthful of snot water on it carelessly.

The tip of the eldest lady's nose was red, she kneaded it into a ball, stuffed it back to her, and said with a sneer, "This is the foundation of the Wandao Xianmeng? This kind of Yunluan Shu embroidery is used to wipe children's noses in my Shifang City, Mr. Xiaolang!" They can't look down on such petty things like you."

"Miss Fang is really magnificent." Ning Feiyan praised without distraction, then shook off the wet silk handkerchief and wiped the moisture on her palm.

"Where is it?" Fang Geyu proudly raised his pale face.

However, she still underestimated the thick-skinned Elder Wan Daoxian Meng Ning, and saw that after she wiped her palms clean slowly, she persisted in taking out a different veil.

She looked at Bai Li'an with eyes like water, and said with a smile: "This handkerchief is a gift to you, and I hope that Mr. Xiaolang will not dislike it."

Not to mention Fang Geyu now, even the Baili immortals in the Myriad Dao Immortal League couldn't stand it anymore, he whispered behind him: "Elder Ning, that... can we be more reserved?"

Although you look young, you are still an elder of the fairy family, right? This young man is full of plans, and he is not as old as me. Isn't your behavior of pinching tender vegetables too unscrupulous?

What's more, the veil you took out for the second time... seems to have been with you for a hundred years, and it is still a good defensive magic weapon. It looks soft, but it is actually a subtle pressure. The eldest lady of the city can't just ruin this veil of yours.

(End of this chapter)