Jiang Yao turned around stiffly.
There was a full moon in the sky, and she was facing the moon. About ten steps in front of her stood a man.
The man's black hair flew like silk and fell to his waist. He was dressed in white and had a tall and noble figure. If she stood opposite him, she would probably have no choice but to look up at him.
The strangest thing was that she couldn't see the man's face clearly. It wasn't that she couldn't see it, but she couldn't see it clearly. The man was not wearing a veil, but she couldn't see his facial features clearly.
The evening breeze blew, and her inky long hair fluttered. Even though she couldn't see Yan opposite her, she could feel the aura of that gorgeous person who was like a banished immortal.
But the aura that was revealed was as cold and gloomy as that of a demon, which made people feel fear in their hearts.
The man standing opposite her was also shocked. He had thought that Jiang Yao was very capable and that he could only immobilize the man. But why was it the man in black who suffered the loss, while Jiang Yao was the one who looked embarrassed?
The colorful makeup on her face should be her previous makeup, but now it is all messed up. Only her almond-shaped eyes look dull and innocent.
Jiang Yao's heart was about to jump out, the hairs on his arms under his sleeves were standing up, and he couldn't see the face on the other side. Is this a monster?
Besides, are there monsters in this world?
The man in white slowly raised his hand and pointed behind her: "That person."
Jiang Yao instantly knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said devoutly: "Great God, I was wrong."
The man in white was stunned.
——I knew that misfortunes never come alone. When I just stopped the man in black, I should have thought that if there is a man in black, there must be a man in white. If one can't kill her, the second one will definitely come. But I didn't expect it to come so soon.
The man in white was Su Qianji. When he heard someone crying, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"You want to kill him?"
The man's voice was ethereal and distant, as if it was right next to his ear and yet also in the horizon. But there was one thing: once he had heard it, he would never be able to remember what kind of voice it was.
Jiang Yao kept shaking his head and quickly explained, "How is that possible? Master, you might not have noticed just now. I was chatting with him and we were having a very pleasant chat."
"Pleasure?" Su Qianji said in a low voice, "Holding a weapon is also called pleasure?"
"What weapon?" Jiang Yao desperately denied it: "I just froze him, I didn't intend to kill him."
——Fortunately, I didn’t take off his veil. If I had seen his face, I would have died faster.
Su Qianji was slightly stunned, paused and asked: "Are you afraid of death?"
Jiang Yao curled his lips and nodded aggrievedly: "Scared, scared to death."
She was not so afraid of death in the 21st century, but she was very scared after coming here. After all, in this age of flying swords, one could lose one's life if one was not careful.
Su Qianji was speechless. He didn't like people who were afraid of death, but for some reason, he found the girl kneeling and trembling at his feet somewhat cute.
"Great God, I really didn't do anything to your people. He is intact. Can you please let me leave intact as well?"
Jiang Yao asked cautiously.
The man in white swayed, as if looking at her, but also as if not looking at her.
Jiang Yao felt a little dazzled.
——The one behind him is all white, and the one behind him is all black. Could these two be the Black and White Impermanence?
He was about to let her go, but when he heard this, Su Qianji became displeased.
"I can let you go, but I have conditions."
"Master, tell me what the conditions are. No matter if it's heaven or earth, or a mountain of sword or a sea of fire, as long as I can do it, I can do it."
——I can’t even go to heaven or earth or through mountains of swords or seas of fire.
Su Qianji let out a long sigh, thinking that this little woman was probably the one who was two-faced.
He says one thing and means another.
"You get up first."
He felt a little uncomfortable seeing her kneeling. He had always enjoyed the worship of thousands of people, but he always felt something was not right when this little woman knelt on him.
The special price was due to Jiang Yao's guess about him, Bai Wuchang. He always felt that when she knelt to him, it was like kneeling to a dead person.
Jiang Yao quickly climbed up and glanced sideways. The man in black was still being held by her and didn't move.
—Strange, this guy looks quite powerful, how come he hasn't been able to move for so long? Did I overestimate him?
When Jiang Yao turned around, a crystal clear bottle came into her sight.
The hand holding the bottle has distinct joints and is slender and beautiful.
She was in a trance for a moment, feeling that she had seen these hands somewhere before.
"Here."
The man's deep voice commanded.
Jiang Yao didn't dare to resist and quickly took the bottle: "Master, what is this?"
"I drank it."
The man only uttered two words.
——No way, Black Wuchang wants to stab me to death with a knife, but White Wuchang wants to kill me with poison.
"It's not poison."
The man seemed to have heard her thoughts.
Jiang Yao smiled awkwardly: "I do believe in the Great God. With your strength, strangling me to death is as easy as strangling an ant. There's no need to use blood."
When she opened the bottle and saw the liquid inside, she felt sick.
"Great God, is this human blood?"
"Um."
"You want me to drink it?"
"Um."
Jiang Yao lost his composure, and all kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind in an instant.
"Isn't this blood poisonous? No, he just said it's not poisonous. Does that mean it's some kind of disease?" Without the equipment, I have no idea what disease it could contain. And most importantly, this is human blood. Why would she drink something so disgusting?
"Master, can you please not drink?"
"Okay." The man in white raised his hand and pointed at the man in black: "You can stop drinking if you let him go."
Jiang Yao twisted his neck stiffly and met the gaze of the man in black.
——Oh my god, that look is so scary. I’m afraid that as soon as I let him go, he’ll stab me right away.
She wanted to cry but had no tears: "Great God, didn't you say you could let me go?"
"I said, if you drink it I'll let you go."
The man's tone was already very impatient.
Jiang Yao's hands trembled and he didn't dare to say anything more.
——Either die at the hands of the Black and White Impermanence, or drink the blood of this person who may contain a disease. Oh my God, what kind of human suffering am I facing.
Su Qianji rubbed his swollen temples. If he waited any longer, the blood would dry up.
He had seen people who were afraid of death, but he had never seen anyone so afraid of death.
"Would you like to drink?"
"Drink, drink, drink. I'll drink it right now."
Jiang Yao made a bitter face, pinched his nose with one hand, raised the bottle with the other hand, tilted his head back and poured the liquid into his mouth.
"vomit!"
As soon as she drank it, she bent over and retched.
The man's voice was a little exasperated: "Just try to spit it out if you dare."
Jiang Yao waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm just a little nauseous. I won't vomit, don't worry, Master."
After the nausea subsided, she straightened up and said, "Great God, I drank your blood too. Can we go now?"
The man looked at her without saying anything.
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