A hint of disappointment flashed across his green eyes, and he sighed, "You're more interested in herbs...than people."
"Of course!"
Holding the herbs in her hand, she walked away with a happy look in her eyes.
Green eyes looked at the handsome and aloof figure, and said in his heart: Su Yao, we... have a long way to go.
…
The next day, late at night, Tianmu Mountain.
A cold wind blew, and the dead branches in the forest rustled.
At the bottom of the cliff, an ancient formation faintly emerged.
The ground was engraved with soul-locking runes, and was surrounded by soul-devouring copper nails, with soul energy weighing heavily on the top.
In the center of the Soul-Locking Formation, a man covered in blood was nailed to the four corners of the formation, trembling all over.
"Hmph, you want to seek revenge on me, but you're walking into a trap." Outside the magic circle, Zhou Qilin stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold with a bit of perverted pleasure.
He raised his right hand, and a black-gold token gleamed with blood in his palm: Soul-Devouring Order.
It was this token that allowed him to control Chen Tian and make him his ghost servant.
"Do you still dare to run?" Zhou Qilin curled his lips and sneered, and waved his hand lightly. The soul-locking formation immediately lit up with a faint blue flame, and runes emerged from the ground, tightening Chen Tian's bones and making a "cracking" sound.
"How pitiful." He squatted down and looked down at Chen Tian. "After resisting to the end, you can only crawl at my feet, unable to even ask for death."
Chen Tian growled, "Son of a bitch!"
Bang!
With a whip sound, the soul-devouring whip with talisman fire hit Chen Tian's back, and even his soul was struggling and trembling.
"Shut up."
Zhou Qilin's face was grim, but his voice was filled with sarcasm: "I will make you a slave for eternity. A lonely ghost like you, even if you die a hundred times, no one will care."
He whipped him again, and the Yin Fire penetrated Chen Tian's body. His soul twitched and his eyes were red.
"Let me guess...it was Su Yao who saved you before, which is why you were able to escape."
"But so what? Does she care about you? She'll just let you fend for yourself."
Zhou Qilin raised a hint of smirk and said, "Believe it or not, even if I whip you to pieces with the Soul Devouring Whip, Su Yao will never come to save you..."
"stop."
The soul-devouring whip in his hand suddenly froze and he turned his head abruptly.
The woman's voice came from the woods, as cold as frost, as if it emerged from the abyss.
A figure came through the night, the moonlight shone on her, her long hair flew wantonly, and her peerless and beautiful face seemed to be glowing. She was only wearing a plain white dress, but her aura was greater than that of thousands of troops.
"Su, Su Yao..." Zhou Qilin was speechless. He never expected that she would actually show up.
Su Yao said nothing, raised his right hand slightly, and flicked with just two fingers. In an instant, an invisible force wrapped around Zhou Qilin's wrist, and he was knocked over with the whip, and fell heavily outside the formation.
Before he could react, the Soul-Devouring Whip whipped back and wrapped around his feet, hanging him up.
The next second, Zhou Qilin was hanging upside down on the edge of the cliff of Tianmu Mountain, with half of his body dangling in the air, and right below him was a dark mountain stream hundreds of meters deep.
"Su Yao!" Zhou Qilin was horrified: "What do you want to do?!"
She slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at him, her eyes expressionless. "Do you remember what you did?"
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