A few minutes later, there was no sound in the silent cabin.
At this moment, Ning Wan was like the stubborn king watching a horror movie. Although she was terrified, she still couldn't resist her curiosity and opened her eyes.
Shen Jingyuan's feet were still not far away, and he didn't even move.
Ning Wan could no longer hold it in.
Even if she is a tree, she still needs to breathe oxygen.
Ning Wan breathed slowly, fearing that if she spoke too loudly, Shen Jingyuan would hear her and drag her out.
Shen Jingyuan stood quietly beside the wooden bed, without any movement of his hands or feet, but his eyes were looking at the hole under the bed.
Bend slightly.
A few strands of black silk suddenly fell into Ning Wan's sight.
Ning Wan's pupils dilated instantly.
Shen Jingyuan supported himself on the bed with one hand and stretched out his other hand.
Ning Wan looked at the hand that was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the bed and tried to move again.
The next second, Shen Jingyuan picked up a teapot.
After standing up again, Shen Jingyuan poured the tea on the handkerchief without hesitation.
The water in the teapot no longer has the fragrance that I often remember, but is just ordinary mountain spring water.
The moment the handkerchief touched Shen Jingyuan's finger, the originally dried blood was diluted.
Shen Jingyuan slowly wiped the blood from between his fingers.
If he had used his previous spiritual power, he might not have noticed anything unusual in the room, but unfortunately, that was not the case now.
You can control your breathing, but don’t know how to calm your heartbeat?
Only a little demon who had just transformed could think of such a clumsy hiding method.
Shen Jingyuan looked at his clean fingers, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Looking at the bloodstained handkerchief, Shen Jingyuan casually threw it into the air.
Immediately afterwards, a trace of spiritual power leaked out from Shen Jingyuan's fingertips.
The next moment, the handkerchief that was still in the air disappeared without a trace, not even a trace.
Shen Jingyuan no longer hesitated and walked out.
After hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Ning Wan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took a few deep breaths.
Ning Wan placed her hands on the wooden board, ready to move out.
At this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound from the bed.
The next moment, a long, extremely light object fell on Ning Wan's head.
The no longer unfamiliar electronic sound started a sudden greeting mode.
[The temporary mission to rescue the Painted Demon from the Demon Locking Tower has been completed. Mission rewards:
Points: +240 (accumulated)
Skills acquired: None.]
Ning Wan and Xiao Qi were both stunned.
Xiao Qi: It’s numb. The main system must know its little movements. If it doesn’t make arrangements, it will really have no skills, right?
At least he was perfunctory before, but now he is not even willing to be perfunctory!
Ning Wan didn't know what Xiao Qi was thinking. She picked up the scroll that had hit her head and put it back into the system space.
After all, it's not safe to carry it with you.
Although Ning Wan was a little puzzled as to why the Painting Demon, who was supposed to be in the Demon Locking Tower, appeared in the wooden house, she was happy that the mission was completed.
Without any warning, he slowly moved out of the bed.
He stood up, patted his clothes symbolically, and tidied his hair.
Just when Ning Wan was about to use the formation to leave, she found that the uninvited guest in the room had not left at all!
Shen Jingyuan leaned sideways against the door frame.
But his eyes were looking at the wooden bed.
Ignoring the smoking black aura surrounding Shen Jingyuan, Ning Wan had to admit that when the light fell on Shen Jingyuan's face and illuminated his head, the scene was actually quite beautiful.
Well, it would be even more beautiful if that light was not produced by lightning.
It had been raining outside the wooden house and there was even thunder.
The white lightning flashed like a photo, as if trying to record a crime scene.
Ning Wan stood still, but took a step back. For the first time, she hated her own good eyesight, which allowed her to see the bloodstains on Shen Jingyuan's clothes clearly.
Ning Wan's eyebrows curved slightly, revealing an awkward yet polite fake smile as she looked at Shen Jingyuan, whose eyes hadn't moved away from her at all.
His lips were slightly open, but he seemed to have been poisoned and mute, unable to utter a word.
But Ning Wan's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface:
what to do?
Do you want to drill it again?
Xiao Qi:!!!
I give up. Can the host respect her golden finger? Although it doesn't know why the male protagonist will come back, it will also be scared!
Xiao Qi, who was trying to appeal for his rights, had not yet had time to speak formally when he suddenly saw Shen Jingyuan appear in his sight.
Anyway, I'm very glad that the host didn't hold the scroll in his hand, otherwise the situation would definitely be more embarrassing.
Shen Jingyuan's pupils no longer had the clarity they had before.
After a brief look at each other, Ning Wan understood deeply:
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you.
Ning Wan couldn't help but avoid Shen Jingyuan's gaze.
I have silently recited the spell of the teleportation formation hundreds of times in my mind.
But no matter how Ning Wan recited, the formation did not appear.
Ning Wan: What a miserable life!
I originally thought it was a life-saving skill, but it turned out to be a skill that guaranteed to kill me.
I was thinking that I could escape faster and without panicking, but I didn't expect that I didn't have to think at all.
I didn't intend to give her this opportunity at all.
But just when Ning Wan avoided her sight, the voice hiding in Shen Jingyuan's body spoke again.
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