Chapter 352

The dagger sliced ​​through the robe with a tearing sound, leaving a gash.

Her ice-blue dress was faintly visible.

Bai Yu paused, his eyes bloodshot as he gritted his teeth, "You think I'll go easy on you just because you're imitating my master's appearance? No matter how well you imitate him, you're still no match for a single hair on my master's head!"

He chuckled, but his fingertips, gripping the dagger, trembled slightly, and he hesitated to completely sever the robe.

Seeing that the young man in front of her was hesitant to make a move, Ling Wu said, "You're afraid of me."

"How could I possibly be afraid of someone as powerless as you are now?" Bai Yu's forehead ribbon had just gracefully landed on his shoulder.

The headband was white, yet it had a layer of icy blue sheen.

"The color of the shimmering light on your forehead ribbon is exactly the same as the color of my dress," Ling Wu said casually.

"Just like you?" Bai Yu's heart did flutter for a moment, but he still sneered, "You are not worthy of this color."

Of course, he doesn't deserve it either.

Only one person in the world can be called absolutely stunning when wearing this color.

While he was thinking, he had already calmed himself down and wanted to step forward again, but Ling Wu took the initiative to raise her hand and take off her hood.

This time, her dark hair, which was tied up with a jade hairpin, was revealed.

Bai Yu stared at the jade hairpin, his grip on the dagger tightening.

Lingwu didn't look at him. She skillfully took off her robe, revealing an ice-blue dress underneath.

Does it look familiar?

In an instant, the boy's eyes turned red, and his face was as pale as the demonic soul on the candle.

He stared intently at the ribbon wrapped around Ling Wu's waist, and for some reason, he chuckled, a bitter laugh more painful than tears.

How could I not be familiar with it?

This ribbon had passed before his eyes countless times.

He had wanted to grasp it countless times, but over the years, he had never dared to actually touch it.

Ironically, at this critical juncture, this ribbon appeared on the waist of the person he hated most.

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew in from the open window, bringing the ribbon around the woman's waist within his reach.

This ribbon is so similar to the one he's spent nearly twenty years trying to avoid touching.

Bai Yu raised his hand to touch it, but at the last moment, he cut it off with his own dagger!

The ribbons fluttered down to the ground, stained with dust.

“A fake is a fake, no matter how well you imitate it.” He looked up with red eyes, his gaze filled with indifference.

Lingwu didn't feel bad about the severed ribbons. She had many dresses, and Fuxue and the others would bring her dresses every day, mainly in blue.

The reason I wore this outfit today is simply because this dress is always the one that leaves a deep impression on Bai Yu.

However, Bai should be punished for damaging her property without her consent.

"You little brat, you've been naughty." As she spoke, her androgynous voice had changed to the gentle voice that Immortal Venerable Banyue used to give Bai Yushi.

She approached him step by step, but Bai Yu gripped his dagger and retreated. "When did you learn my master's voice?"

He still refused to believe it, deceiving himself.

Ling Wu didn't answer but asked instead, "Do you want to hear me call you 'little brat'? Or..."

As they spoke, Ling Wu had already forced Bai Yu so that his back was pressed against the window, leaving Bai Yu with no way to escape.

A cold wind blew in, ruffling the stray hairs at her temples, but she didn't care. Instead, she asked, "Should I still call you Xiaoyu?"

"Shut up! You deserve to die!" Bai Yu's eyes were blazing with anger as he gripped the dagger, intending to slash at that slender, snow-white neck.

"Xiao Yu, do you really want to hurt me?"

As soon as the gentle yet cold voice was uttered, the dagger stopped three inches from the neck.

Bai Yu gently withdrew the dagger with trembling fingertips, but Ling Wu reached out and grabbed it.

The moment the cool fingertips clenched, Bai Yu seemed to think of something, his Adam's apple bobbing as he desperately suppressed the sweet taste in his throat.

He looked up and met the eyes behind the gilded mask. "Tell me, who are you?"

After asking the question, Bai Yu's eyes glazed over, but he stubbornly retorted, "You can't be my master, you're not, don't try to fool me."

Ling Wu didn't exert any force, but Bai Yu simply didn't have the strength to struggle.

The cool fingertips guided him forcefully, slowly moving the dagger up from his slender neck until it finally pierced between his mask and jaw.

The dagger was icy cold, but Lingwu didn't even blink.

“Open it,” Ling Wu said. “You’ll see.”

After saying that, Ling Wu released Bai Yu's hand.

Bai Yu's hands trembled uncontrollably. He had no choice but to grip the dagger with both hands, but it was no use.

He trembled all over, and even the gilded mask trembled slightly, as if it might fall off at any moment.

Even so, the eyes beneath the gilded mask remained indifferent, as if they didn't care at all.

Finally, a drop of moisture appeared in Bai Yu's reddened eyes, and he weakly pulled out the dagger.

With a clang, the dagger he had always cherished was dropped to the ground.

He closed his eyes. "You can leave now. I don't want to watch anymore."

His nose stung, his eyes burned, and he could only tilt his head back and lean weakly against the corner of the wall.

But he couldn't hear her leave for a long time.

He felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of powerlessness. "You're not leaving? Fine, then I'll leave!"

After saying that, he turned around without looking at Ling Wu, exposing his back completely.

Ling Wu raised an eyebrow, picked up the dagger from the ground, and threw it at the back of his head.

The next instant, Bai Yu suddenly heard the whistling of a sharp blade beside his ear.

Years of awareness of danger made him instinctively turn his head, but the dagger still managed to cut his cheek, and a drop of blood fell to the ground.

The sacrificial array was activated, and the light instantly obscured the candlelight!

Bai Yu stopped breathing and immediately went to find Ling Wu's location.

He saw that the woman had expected this and looked at him. In that instant, she raised her hand and took the initiative to lift her mask!

His aloof and peerless face was completely revealed by the dazzling light, exposing the familiar features he would never forget.

Bai Yu felt a loud boom in his head, and his heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy object, so painful that he could hardly breathe.

He staggered back two steps, knocking over the teapot and teacups on the table. The scalding tea spilled all over him, but it still couldn't stop the churning pain in his heart.

The images that kept flashing before his eyes made him unable to suppress the sweet taste in his throat any longer, and he suddenly spat out blood.

The blinding light intensified, and enduring the excruciating pain that felt like his heart was being ripped out, he shouted with difficulty:

"Master, you must leave quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the dagger and continued to pour blood into the sacrificial array.

Ke Lingwu remained standing there, watching unmoved.

Bai Yu had no choice but to kneel on the ground and plead, "Master, please leave quickly!"

The candle flickered, as if mocking his incompetence and weakness.