Guided by Linlang, Su Man got closer and closer to the flowerpot, close enough to see the insects' shiny wings and the sharp thorns on their tails.
Then, Suman saw a scene that made her scalp tingle.
The swarm of insects flew up at the same time, forming a barrier in an orderly manner, as if they were about to pounce on her face in the next second.
Her body moved much faster than her mind, and Su Man unconsciously leaned back. She used up almost all her strength to appear calm.
Even so, she didn't leave.
Because she knew that if Linlang wanted to kill her, she could just kill her directly without tricking her into coming here.
This means that the things in the room must be very important, and Linlang is testing her.
After figuring it out, Su Man did not retreat but advanced, walking towards the pile of insects without noticing.
Although there was no expression on her face, every hair on Su Man's body stood up and goose bumps appeared one after another.
The swarm of insects gathered into strange shapes, which was a precursor to their attack.
However, just a second before they attacked, Linlang raised her hand and sprinkled a handful of white powder.
A magical thing happened. After the insects came into contact with the powder, they fell back onto the branches, as if everything that had just happened was just Suman's illusion.
A breeze blew, and Su Man felt a cool sensation on her back. Only then did she realize that her back was soaked with sweat.
...
Linlang looked at Su Man, who was completely oblivious to her surroundings, and smiled with satisfaction, "We're here."
The moment the door was pushed open, the strange fragrance became stronger.
But even with the strong aroma, Suman could still smell the corruption hidden within it.
The room was very spacious, without any decorations such as flowers, plants or bonsai, and the window paper was thicker than elsewhere.
While blocking out the sunlight, it also makes the whole room look lifeless.
"Sit here. I'll get something to fumigate and remove the poison from your body." Linlang led Su Man to a chair with peeling paint.
Su Man smiled, "Thank you, Miss Lao Yan."
Linlang walked around the screen and went into the inner room. When she came back, she was holding a jar in her hand.
The body of the altar is pitch black and covered with a round lid.
For some reason, ever since she saw the jar, Su Man felt an uncontrollable panic in her heart.
It was a kind of fear that came from blood suppression, like an antelope seeing a lion.
"Miss Yan, you..."
Halfway through her words, Su Man's tongue felt numb.
Not only that, her consciousness also became blurred. Although her eyes were open, her vision became increasingly blurry.
At this time, Su Man discovered that Linlang had already opened the jar.
Su Man forced herself to remain calm. Fortunately, Zuo Yan had helped her pass on his internal energy before, so she did not completely lose consciousness.
But that fear still lingered in her heart.
...
Linlang saw Su Man lying motionless like a dead insect in winter, and an expression of excitement appeared on her face.
After so long, I finally succeeded.
She ordered, "Stand up."
A strange thing happened. Without Suman giving any instructions to her body, her legs stood up uncontrollably.
It was like she had lost control of her body.
However, when Linlang saw her like this, she was not surprised but became even more excited.
"Slap yourself."
“Pah.”
If the slap hadn't hit her face hard, Su Man couldn't believe that her body could be controlled by Linlang.
Fortunately, Linlang didn't have any perverted hobbies, so she didn't let Su Man continue to abuse herself, but instead circled around her.
In Linlang's eyes, Su Man was already an unconscious puppet.
In order not to be discovered, Su Man lowered her eyes and suppressed all emotions.
Linlang took off the small bottle hanging around her neck, opened it and swung it under Suman's nose.
How can I describe the taste? It's like stinky tofu that has been left for more than 20 days and soaked in sour water.
Hanging this around your neck? Aren't you afraid it will get marinated?
However, Su Man soon ran out of energy to complain. Ever since she smelled the "stinky tofu", her head felt dizzy.
As if asleep, yet as if awake.
Just as she was half asleep and half awake, Linlang's gentle voice rang out, "Yan Ling'er."
“.......”
"Yan Ling'er."
Su Man didn't know why Linlang suddenly called her name, but as she called out, countless memories flashed before her eyes.
...
"Ling'er, your move isn't powerful enough."
"How can it not be enough? The branches are all broken." A girl of about thirteen or fourteen pointed a sword at the peach tree in the yard.
The dignified middle-aged man stood beside her, and his words were full of doting. "With your strength, even if your opponent stood in front of you and let you chop him, it would take you half an hour to hurt him."
The girl snorted, put the sword back into the sheath and walked aside angrily.
Even with her pouty lips, she was still incredibly charming. Even before she fully grew up, she already looked stunning.
Alliance Leader Yan sat beside her and sighed, "Recently, a sect called the Chixia Sect has appeared in the martial arts world. I'm afraid there will be unrest in the martial arts world. If you practice martial arts well, you can also protect yourself."
"It doesn't matter whether it's the Chixia Sect or the Mohei Sect, as long as my father takes action, they will be beaten to a pulp."
Yan Ling'er looked arrogant, as if the world was in her hands.
That is trust in the father and admiration for the leader.
A smile crossed Yan's face, but it quickly vanished. He gazed off into the distance, his expression unfathomable.
"Even the leader of the martial arts world cannot do whatever he wants."
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