The more Lan Xin spoke, the more excited and resentful she became. Hua Ying shuddered in her heart. She immediately went over to seal Lan Xin's mouth and glanced at Yi Shuihan secretly. It was too dark to see clearly the expression of the pavilion master.
Yi Shuihan half-closed her cold phoenix eyes. Her body and soul were dirty, so she had to use darkness to cover up. Only black can pollute all colors and make all ugly colors lose their true colors. And
She climbed out of hell, how could she return to hell?
"Let her go and let her speak." Yi Shuihan walked over and grabbed Lan Xin's collar and looked down at Lan Xin.
Huaying looked at Lan Xin warningly, and then let her go.
Unable to understand the look in Yi Shuihan's eyes, Lan Xin began to panic. The inexplicable depression made people breathless.[
"You, what do you want?"
"Haha, what do you think?" Yi Shuihan smiled evilly and grabbed Lan Xin's collar: "Don't you like doing this to me very much?"
"What do you want?" Lan Xin's eyes were filled with resentment. Because her collar was being grabbed, she could only raise her head and glare at Yi Shuihan.
"No matter what, you said that what you hate the most is my arrogance, so now I show you my arrogance. Now you must be very unwilling to do it. Haha, I am really happy to be able to make you feel troubled."
The corner of Hua Ying's mouth twitched, it turned out that the master of the pavilion really had a bad taste.
"Lan Xin, do you know why I chose this back mountain?" Yi Shuihan smiled brightly, almost brighter than the stars in the sky.
"...You, what do you want to do?" Lan Xin said in horror. The more happy Yi Shuihan felt, the more frightened she felt.
"Because there is a cliff in the back mountain, but unfortunately, there is no turbulent flow below the cliff. Let's make do with it. Wanren Mountain is too far away."
"Are you going to push me off the cliff?" Lan Xin's eyes widened in horror, her steps almost unsteady, and she could only let Yi Shuihan hold on to her collar.
"Haha, you are so smart, you have guessed all this." Yi Shuihan smiled appreciatively, as if Lanxin answered some difficult question correctly.
"No, no, it can't be done. The palace master will not let you go, and the Demon Palace will definitely not let you go..." Lan Xin was horrified and shook her head violently. The fear of hanging on the cliff at Wanren Mountain that day still remains to this day.
I still have lingering fears when I think about it.
"Then, I have no choice but to let you go."
"No! No! Don't push me down, no! Don't..." Lan Xin kept shaking her head, shouting in horror, struggling with her hands and feet, but the rope was tied too strong.
"Don't worry, I'm not like you, I won't push you down." Yi Shuihan smiled evilly.
Ten minutes later, a woman was hanging on the bare cliff. The rope seemed to be broken at any time. The wind was blowing and the moon was waning in the sky.
Yi Shuihan sat on the cliff, put his feet down and swayed in the air, looking down at Lan Xin with a smile on his face.
Hua Ying watched with fear. The Pavilion Master was sitting on the edge of the cliff like this. What if the stone collapsed? "Master, Master, you'd better come over here first. This cliff is very deep."
Yi Shuihan looked at Huaying who was hiding far away, and chuckled twice: "Huaying, you are not afraid of heights, are you?"
"This is not a matter of being afraid of heights, but danger." Hua Ying wiped a cold sweat. Judging from the way the pavilion master taught Lan Xin, it was probably because the pavilion master was pushed off the cliff by Lan Xin, and the pavilion master was in disaster.
If you don't die, logically speaking, the pavilion master should be more afraid of the cliff.[