Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

"Oh..." Dao nodded.

Dao understood that other people went to look for him elsewhere, so he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, but after being startled for a moment, he immediately felt something was wrong, "Where is King Kang?"

Baili Wushang should not let Yun Jingchu act alone.Talking about the knife while looking for it.

"Don't look, he's not here either. There's only the two of us here." Yun Jingchu changed his posture as he spoke, and sat down next to the knife, imitating him and leaning on the high platform. After speaking, he reminded, " Hurry up and eat, after eating, let's go find other people."

"Oh..." The knife responded, and was about to put the cake in his hand into his mouth, but after chewing a mouthful, his face changed suddenly, and his movements stopped in the distance...

Yun Jingchu looked suspiciously at the knife at the side, and saw that the knife seemed to be dazed for a while, staring blankly at the front, motionless...

"What's the matter, knife?" Yun Jingchu pushed the knife doubtfully.

But the knife seemed to be tapped by someone. Ren Yunjing pushed him for the first time, but he remained motionless, but his expression gradually became a little strange, as if he suddenly thought of something incredible...

"Knife?" Yun Jingchu was a little worried, sat up, and then patted his cheek with his hand again like when he saw him just now.

This time, Dao was no longer indifferent, but slowly looked at Yun Jingchu.

"Knife?" Yun Jingchu tentatively called out.

Dao didn't answer him, but just fixedly looked at her with strange eyes, then slowly raised his hand, and the big cake in his hand fell to the ground...

"Dao, what's wrong with you?" Yun Jingchu frowned, glanced at the big cake that fell on the ground, and bent down to pick it up.

They are now in the ancient tomb, and food and water are very precious to them.

However, the next moment, she felt that someone had stuck her neck. Needless to say, this person was a knife.

"Knife?!" Yun Jingchu looked at the knife in surprise and incomprehension.

Only at this time did she belatedly realize that something was wrong with Dao's expression, moreover, something was very wrong.

Dao's eyes looked dull, looking at her as if looking at a stranger, his eyes were indifferent and dull, and lifeless...

This look looks like he has been hit or hypnotized...

Is there anything else here that makes people lose their minds.

An alarm bell sounded in Yun Jingchu's heart, and while stepping back, he stretched out his hand to pry the knife away...

"Dao, be sober, I am Jingchu, Yun Jingchu." At the same time, Yun Jingchu shouted loudly at Dao, trying to call him back to his sanity.

However, it was useless, the knife's hand was like iron tongs, and it was tightening tightly around her neck, and there was even scarlet killing intent in her eyes...

Yun Jingchu felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and could not help coughing.

Seeing that he was about to die at the hands of the person he trusted most in his life, a flash of determination flashed in Yun Jingchu's heart...

"I'm sorry, the knife..." Yun Jingchu's arm trembled, a dagger slipped from her sleeve into her hand, and when she raised her hand, the dagger in her hand slashed towards his wrist...

She was thinking in her heart, if Dao still had a semblance of reason in his heart, it would be best if he knew how to avoid it; if he had completely lost his mind and didn't know how to hide, then it would be better to just hurt him first and let him let go...

However, until the dagger in Yun Jingchu's hand slashed towards his wrist, the knife didn't move, but when he felt the pain, his hand relaxed a bit like a conditioned reflex...