Yanxiu's expression froze, and she dared not bring the blade down.
Because Shen Changhen, who was lying in the pot with her, was using power that could destroy her instantly to blackmail her.
Shen Changhen said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "If you dare to harm her even slightly, I will make you vanish into thin air immediately."
Su Diandian looked at the shy old woman who was frozen in place, completely baffled.
She walked over to Yanxiu and asked, "Are you alright?"
"No...it's nothing." Yanxiu quickly sheathed her black blade.
She put on an unhappy expression, "Um... if you tell me to kill you and I kill you, wouldn't I lose face?"
"Understood." Su Diandian nodded and immediately flicked out a vine to slap Yanxiu's face.
"Slap slap slap..." Several dark marks suddenly appeared on Yanxiu's wrinkled face.
She yelled angrily, "What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you face!" Su Diandian continued her attack. "I hit you, you retaliate and then kill me, isn't that giving me face?"
The shy old woman: "..."
Shen Changhen coaxed her in a low voice, "Listen to my wife, but you mustn't hurt her, or else..."
It's difficult to balance fighting with not injuring the opponent.
Just as she was in a dilemma, a pair of eyes appeared on the back of her head and saw Shen Changhen's gloomy and indescribable face.
This guy is scarier than a ghost.
She suspected that he was going to kill her to ashes any second now.
Yanxiu gritted her teeth, climbed out of the pot, and attacked Su Diandian.
The vines seemed to have eyes, striking her face precisely every time.
She roared to the sky, "Can you please stop slapping me in the face every time? If my face is ruined, how can I be the number one beauty in the Underworld?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped across the face again.
"I'll kill you!" Yanxiu, unable to bear it any longer, swung her knife and slashed forward fiercely.
Su Diandian retracted the vines and accepted her death calmly.
Yanxiu didn't expect her to stop, and the knife in her hand couldn't be stopped in time, so she slashed it towards her head.
The blade of a demon is inherently invisible.
The knife slid down Su Diandian's head and finally slammed into the ground.
Su Diandian's appearance remained unchanged, but she stood motionless.
The shy old woman panicked and turned to look at Shen Changhen: "I didn't mean to kill her. Who knew she was so eager to die that she suddenly stopped her attack and offered herself up for me to chop."
Shen Changhen sat in the pot, clapping his hands and saying, "My wife is so amazing! My wife is so amazing!"
Yanxiu was dumbfounded by his silly appearance.
He looked shrewd when he threatened her earlier.
What does it mean to play a fool now?
Yanxiu glanced at the motionless Su Diandian, then at the feigning-foolish Shen Changhen, and immediately squatted on the ground, clutching her head and screaming in despair.
"Madmen, madmen, they're all madmen!"
Just as she was breaking down, someone patted her on the shoulder.
Yan Xiu trembled and cried out, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Su Diandian looked puzzled. "Even ghosts are afraid of being killed?"
Upon hearing her voice, Yanxiu opened the extra eye on the back of her head.
He blinked. "You're not dead? You're not dead! That's great, I don't have to die."
After the initial surprise came shock and confusion.
As a ghost cultivator, her cultivation level was basically equivalent to the late Golden Core stage.
Surely we can't even kill a living person who has just entered the Golden Core stage.
Yanxiu stood up and looked her up and down.
"How could this be? How could he not be dead? This is the first time my knife has failed to kill anyone."
Upon hearing this, Su Diandian's expression turned ugly as she said, "To be honest, I didn't feel any pain at all just now."
She sighed, "I'm so unlucky. It seems like it's even harder to kill people now that my cultivation has reached the Golden Core stage."
The shy old woman said, "Your words are more infuriating than a ghost's."
Su Diandian grabbed her shoulders in frustration and started shaking her: "How can you be so useless? You can't even kill me!"
Yanxiu was so dizzy from being shaken that she cried out, "Stop..."
Su Diandian stopped: "What are you doing?"
"I'm dizzy," Yanxiu gasped. "You two should leave now, my room is too small."
“I’m fine with leaving, but I have one more question.” Su Diandian stroked her chin. “Do you know Lu Jian?”
Yanxiu shook her head: "Never heard of him. Why don't you go and look at those heads outside and see if the one you're talking about is Lu Jian?"
How could Lu Jian possibly be in that shoddy greenbelt?
Su Diandian decided to change her approach: "Then do you know the Ghost Lord of this Netherworld?"
"Ghost Lord?" Yan Xiu's face showed a look of horror. "Are you talking about the one in Wuwang City? What do you want with him?"
Su Diandian replied matter-of-factly, "Obviously, they're going to their deaths."
Yanxiu's eyes were still filled with fear: "I advise you, just have a little tiff with your husband, don't actually go to Wuwang City to die."
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