His back hit the wall made of fine iron, his throat felt sweet, and scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"senior......"
Suning, who was still injured, felt his scalp numb, his eyesight turned black, and he felt like the world was spinning.
The next moment, his shoulders were grabbed by Wen Ren Siyu and pulled forward fiercely.
The girl was suspended in mid-air with a sharp look: "Where is the person? Why didn't you bring me here?"
Suning explained anxiously: "There are eight people. I can't be sure which one you are looking for at the moment."
Afraid that Wenren Siyu wouldn't understand, he quickly started from the beginning and said: "Eight girls stood in front of me together. It happened that at that time, I sensed a red line to give me a hint. I couldn't tell who caused the change."
"So, I took the tongue essence and blood of eight of them and sent it to you for personal identification."
With a big move of his hand, eight drops of scarlet blood were placed in front of him.
Suning smiled and removed Wenren Siyu's little hand, silently stepped back and said, "Please."
The girl with braids opened her lips slightly and took a deep breath.
"Buzz buzz."
Eight drops of rapidly spinning blood were swallowed by her in one gulp, and a faint golden light floated in her expectant eyes.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
In just five breaths, the golden light in Wenren Siyu's eyes gradually dissipated.
Her anger surged, and she walked out of nowhere with murderous intent: "Are you kidding me?"
"Of these eight people, no one is the one I'm looking for."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, all wrong."
"Uh-huh."
The figure swooped down, she grabbed Suning's neck and said, "I am extremely kind to you and have saved you three times."
"I don't ask you to be grateful, I just want you to do your best to help me find someone."
"Even if I can't find it, I won't blame you."
"But you can't play me like a fool and use the tongue essence and blood of an unrelated person to fool me."
Filled with rage, her childish voice gradually became sharper: "Don't force me to break your neck and bury you in China."
Suning's eyes bulged and his face turned red.
He was 1.8 meters tall, but he was carried like a chicken by a five-year-old child.
He waved his hands vigorously and begged for mercy: "Senior, I'm not lying to you. The sensor red line did burn to ashes when it encountered these eight people."
"As long as I tell a lie, you don't need to take action, I will put an end to it myself."
"No matter how ungrateful I, Suning, am, I will never be stupid enough to come to you and ask for death."
Wenren Siyu said angrily: "That red induction line is condensed with the blood of my heart, and there will never be any mistakes."
"Not to mention the billions of Chinese people, what about the hundreds of billions of living beings in the Eight Hundred Immortals Realm?"
"If you can't meet her, no one under the Half Saint can burn the red thread."
Suning was like a drowning man who found a life-saving straw, struggling desperately and said: "Yes, that's what the senior said."
"With my level 3 True Immortal cultivation, how can I hide the red line of burning induction from you?"
"I, you..."
His breathing was short, Suning's eyes were about to burst and he said, "We have to be reasonable."
Hearing that Siyu was thinking deeply, the strength in his hands could not help but weaken.
Suning took the opportunity to escape, covering his neck and coughing painfully.
