Ling Yue sneered in her heart: She is really a pretentious woman. If she doesn't tell, she won't tell. Sooner or later, she will definitely find out.
"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Ling Yue's eyes drifted towards the cold sword with meaning, and said, "Can you take it away now?"
Jingying hesitated for a moment, then took back the sword.
But at the moment when the long sword was sheathed, a black pill suddenly appeared in her hand and popped into Ling Yue's mouth.
Ling Yue happened to open her mouth, caught off guard, and swallowed the pill into her stomach with a "gulp" sound.
"What did you give me to eat?" She grabbed her neck with a look of horror on her face.
Jingying's lips curled up slightly and she said coldly: "Poison."
"You... you..." Ling Yue's face was full of panic. She vomited desperately, trying to vomit out the poison.
Jingshu's laughing voice came to her ears: "Oh, Miss Ling, don't waste your efforts. This poison will melt immediately after entering your abdomen. It will invade your bone marrow in ten days and cause ulcers all over your body."
Ling Yue's face was as pale as a death, and she said angrily: "You have gone too far, this is simply..."
Jingying sneered and said: "If you are obedient and obey our orders, the antidote will be given to you within ten days."
Ling Yue's face turned blue and white in turns, and her eyes were dark as she stared at Jingying and Jingshu.
How could she be so unlucky?
Of course, she won't know that it's just because she's stupid that she can be easily taken advantage of.
The more stupid a person is, the smarter they think they are and how smart they think they are.
"Okay." Ling Yue felt that she had fallen into a desperate situation. From the beginning to the end, the person she was supposed to call "brother" sitting at the table did not come to help her.
Ling Ziying stayed out of the incident. He had just changed his medicine, his eyes were covered with ribbons, and he pretended to be blind the whole time.
Jingying and Jingshu didn't notice him either.
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Ling Yue lowered her head, with a strange expression on her face, and entered the gate of Jiulan Academy in a panic.
Jingying and Jingshu, who were following her, had just knocked out students from two colleges, took away their school badges, and followed Ling Yue.
The old man guarding the door narrowed his eyes and glanced at the three of them lightly, then lowered his head and took a nap.
"It's not that difficult." Jingshu played with the braid on her chest and smiled very happily.
Jingying snorted coldly: "It's really a rubbish low-level college from a weak and subordinate country."
Jingshu nodded and agreed: "That's right, how can it be compared with the Shenying Academy in our Jialan Empire."
"It's not even worthy of carrying shoes." Jingying's mouth is really poisonous.
Along the way, Ling Yue's ears were filled with the singing and harmonizing of these two sisters. It was enough for them to belittle the country of Xijiu.
She led the two people around the academy.
Jingshu became a little impatient and said: "Hey, I'm telling you, why are you going around in circles? Where is my young master?"
Ling Yue's patience was completely gone and she yelled back: "How do I know where your young master is? The academy stipulates that you can practice freely in the afternoon."
"What are you yelling about? What an attitude." Jingshu put her hands on her hips and said extremely unhappy, "Don't forget, we still have the antidote."
This sentence made Ling Yue speechless again. She was controlled by others, and no matter how angry she was, even if she suffered internal injuries, she could only endure it with all her strength.