Her voice was extremely calm, but there was definitely a hint of disgust and murderous intent in it.
Bai Lian felt chills in her heart, and her scalp felt numb.
The relationship between you, the proud people of heaven, is really weird. Could it be that you are also playing a trick of falling in love and killing each other?
But there is a story, judging from the way Guishan Su Jing and Ying Xiu get along.
Her disgust and murderous intention are really not just words.
What's even weirder is that it's not just her, but also the crazy and drunk girl Yin...
If Balian remembered correctly, it seemed that the girl had never looked at him seriously.
In the past two hundred years of love, competing for men has been a matter of fun.
Balian's head ached a little.
"Speaking of which, don't you think the little girl today looks a lot like the same person?" Su Jing did not continue to reveal the past story. When the topic changed, she said in a deep and serious voice: "In other words, she looks a lot like the same person."
Very much like a demon."
Balian hummed: "I noticed it when I picked up the Demon King's head in the blood coffin." He paused slightly, and then continued: "This little girl can stay by the little tiger's side to serve.
Come to think of it, it's not just as simple as being alone."
Su Jing said: "There are no absolutely identical flowers in the world. There must be an inseparable connection between her and the devil."
Balian understood the meaning of her words: "You mean, she is probably the incarnation of the Demon Lord?"
Su Jing was silent for a while and said: "Although it is possible, it is unlikely. If it is really the arrangement of the Demon Lord, how could she leave her face untouched, and..."
Balian continued: "And she has no demonic energy or spiritual power in her body. As her life experience says, she is just a mortal who was born sick and weak, and her bone age is only thirteen years."
Su Jing: "No matter what, it concerns the Demon Lord, so it's better to be careful."
Bai Lian hummed and counted the time, thinking that most of the time the two of them spent talking with each other would have already passed by half the time.
And he was no longer as nervous and apprehensive as when he entered the lake just now.
Perhaps it was Su Jing's too calm and calm tone of voice that made it difficult for people to have other thoughts.
The atmosphere seemed to return to the calmness of living in the same room for the past three days.
Balian was about to call out to the little girl and ask her when she would deliver the washed clothes.
But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly woke up.
Bathing and cleansing is also washing, washing clothes is also washing. Why did he use the stupidest and most embarrassing method, taking off his clothes and entering the lake?
The girl's lovely flowery smile suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and whisper: "Damn it."
on purpose.
That bad-tempered little girl definitely did it on purpose!
She knew it and didn't say it on purpose!
Fortunately, nothing special happened during this time of burning incense.
Just as Balian was about to stand up, his ankle, which was soaked in the bottom of the lake, suddenly felt a pinprick-like sting, as if a very thin silver needle was gently pricking his skin.
It doesn't hurt, nor is it deep.
But the skin felt like it was really being punctured.
Bai Lian was shocked.
When his physical body has been cultivated to his level, there are very few things in the world that can easily pierce his skin.
There seems to be something in this lake.
Balian's first reaction was to subconsciously turn his back to ensure that Su Jing would not be offended by his sight from this direction. Then he raised his head and took off his eyeband, looking down at the lake with doubt and curiosity.
The sides of the lake are not deep, and the water is clear and shallow.
Inside the pebbles, there was actually a small scorpion that was silvery white and no more than half a hand long, swimming continuously in the lake with a needle tail wagging.
Balian slowly opened his eyes and his expression suddenly changed.
For some reason, when he faced the dark and terrifying snake in the abyss for the first time and bit him with the breath of death, his mood did not waver. At this moment, the fear that was so deep in his bones and blood tightened his body.
There was a ringing in his ears, and the unforgettable fear engraved a message in his blank memory.
Things like scorpions were a nightmare that hurt him deeply.
The color on his face instantly faded completely, and he couldn't even scream. Looking at the little thing at the bottom of the lake, he took two steps back stiffly and numbly.
The small silver scorpion in the lake opened and closed its two pincers twice, seeming to be very proud of Balian's frightened expression, and continued to take two steps closer to him in a majestic manner.
The stability and calmness in Balian's mind suddenly collapsed, and the consciousness occupied by fear was instantly sensed by the Siren Vine.
The withered vines entangled between the two people seemed to be greatly stimulated, and they quickly tightened their wrists.
Su Jing was in pain, her face changed slightly, and her body was pushed forward by an irresistible force. Before she could react, a cold body hit her in the splashing water.
Even though she was playing the flute and talking calmly just now, she was a daughter after all, and she knew that the two of them did not have any covering clothes at this moment.
When their bodies collided, she almost subconsciously lifted the wall to push. Her black eyebrows darkened, and at the same time, she said in a cold and serious voice, implying confusion: "What to do!"
Who would have thought that as soon as she raised her arms, a pair of hands would tightly hug her waist.
The body of the boy who rushed towards her rudely and recklessly was frighteningly cold, and he was shivering in her arms. The astonishing body temperature immediately gave her goosebumps.
Su Jing's cold face showed hidden embarrassment. Out of instinct, she raised her arms and pushed away the young man who was pressing down with all her body weight. Her cold voice trembled slightly: "Let go!"
Her pale lips turned cherry red, which was particularly attractive. Her usual calmness was disturbed.
In the confusion, his trembling fingertips even condensed a ball of attacking spiritual power, as if preparing to shake him away.
But Bailian, who was completely frightened and lost his mind, hugged her body tightly with his pale and cold hands. He was shaking so hard that he desperately tried to hide in her arms and crawled into her arms. He almost cried: "No..."
He didn't know that he hit some fatal spot during this random drilling, causing Su Jing to stumble suddenly, as if a bone had been pulled away, and his waist instantly became weak.
She bit her lip in embarrassment, unable to bear his body temperature and weight any longer, her slender white long legs bent, and they both fell into the lake.
Behind her were the cold and stinging pebbles, and on her body were the hands and feet of a boy who was holding her to hold the life-saving straw.
Bailian, possessed by fear, found a deep ravine that was much warmer and softer than the lake water.
Like a frightened hamster, his cheeks were buried deep in the snow.
The muffled voice was trembling and uneasy.
The ball of light on the tip of the stiffly raised finger was like a small fire extinguished by the heavy rain, and no trace of it remained.
Su Jing seemed to be drowned by the lake water from all directions, and his breathing was faintly chaotic with the turbulent lake water.
She seemed to be aware of Balian's strange sense of fear. Even though she was pressed tightly against him, his body did not stop shaking for a moment.
Su Jing's slender brows were furrowed, and she suppressed the uneasy restlessness in her body. She thought seriously for a moment, and suddenly seemed to remember something. She slightly pursed her thin lips, but she couldn't hold back the crimson color on her lips.
She raised her arm awkwardly and stiffly, patted the boy's back to comfort her, her cheeks were slightly rosy: "There are no more scorpions, you...don't be afraid." If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk
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