It's not A-Yuan.
Then...won't those who are courting death come here?
Si Jin stood up, pretending to be injured, and took a few steps forward.
He picked up a white cloth from the shelf and slowly wiped the folding fan in his hand.
This fan was the weapon the original owner used for many years.
The painting on the fan originally depicted a bare tree.
But the peach blossoms will be stained with human blood.
Now, it has grown into a lush peach tree.
These weapons, both bloody and vibrant, were a rare find that suited Si Jin's aesthetic, and he couldn't put them down.
"Your Excellency," Si Jin said softly, "Now that the blood has been taken, there's no need for you to linger outside."
"Why don't you come in and leave your head as a trade?"
The man in blue was startled and suddenly lost the courage to move forward.
This White Moon Cult Leader is truly insane.
He didn't even spare those who manipulated him.
"What? You dare not come in?"
Si Jin stood up and walked forward step by step.
Every step was filled with an endless chill.
"It's alright, it's alright. I'm an open-minded person. If you don't come in, I'll just go out myself."
"But once I get out, the price will be different."
As Si Jin approached step by step, the man in blue was filled with panic, and every pore on his body trembled.
Finally, not daring to even look at anyone's face, he hurriedly fled.
This shouldn't be happening! This shouldn't be happening!
When Ling Sijin was facing Shang Linyuan, she was clearly all smiles and seemed very easy to bully.
Why is there such a strong killing intent directed at him?
Is it because the heart's blood was taken?
still……
"Aaaaaaahh ...
My chaotic thoughts were finally interrupted by that terrifying peach blossom folding fan.
The man in blue had just run to the corner of the corridor when he was slashed on the shoulder by a flying folding fan.
He slipped and rolled more than a dozen times before finally crashing through the railing and falling from the fourth floor with a loud crash.
Half-dead, on the verge of death.
The folding fan, once again stained with blood, returned to Si Jin's hands.
The deity's eyes brightened slightly, and he waited patiently for the blood to flow down and congeal into a peach blossom before wiping the blood off the fan ribs with satisfaction.
Back inside, I opened all four windows to let the smell of the sleeping potion dissipate.
At this moment, Shang Linyuan returned.
He was carrying a mahogany tray with a bowl of congee and a few appetizers on it.
A pleasant, sunny voice: "Sister, are you hungry? I just went to the kitchen and got some..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he smelled the scent of sleeping pills all around him and immediately ran into the room in a panic.
Only after confirming that Si Jin was alright did she breathe a sigh of relief. "Sister, was anyone here when I left?"
"Hmm." Si Jin stood by the window with her back to Shang Linyuan.
Her long, black hair fluttered in the wind, making her look lonely and sad.
Xiao Yao sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation: "Sigh, the adults are at it again."
Si Jin said, "The Right Protector of the Martial Alliance just came and said he wanted to take my life to prevent future troubles. I killed him and went back."
"But it's okay, I'm just a drug person anyway."
"People in this world either see me as a elixir or as a demon; no one wants me to live."
"It'll happen sooner or later..."
"No!" Si Jin's voice was calm, but for no reason, it made Shang Linyuan feel a pang of heartache.
He rushed forward, stood behind Si Jin, and replied with unwavering resolve, "I won't let my sister die!"
"Although I'm not very good, I promise I'll always stay by my sister's side."
"As long as I live, I will protect my sister."
"Is that so?" Si Jin was secretly delighted, but her face remained as calm as ever. "But I killed your companion, how do you explain that?"
Shang Linyuan replied without hesitation: "Those don't count as companions. The people my sister wants to kill are all bad people. My sister's enemies are my enemies!"
"What if your parents, wife, and children want to kill me?"
“I am an orphan, without father or mother. I am unmarried, without wife or children, and pose no threat to my sister.”
Shang Linyuan replied with utmost seriousness, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the hair ornament on Si Jin's head.
"Sister, don't be angry." He suggested, blushing, "Your hair is messy, shall I comb it for you?"
“But this kind of thing…” Si Jin stopped Shang Linyuan’s movement and slowly turned around.
Her forehead touched the boy's thin lips.
Shang Linyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
But then Si Jin took the opportunity to ask him softly, "Isn't this the kind of thing usually done by husbands?"
"Does A-Yuan mean he wants to be my brother-in-law?"
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