Kill me!

Sima Jiao didn’t raise his hand to give her death. She didn’t know what was wrong. He just laughed while sitting next to her.

The boss was too talkative that night. Liao Tingyan was scared. She shrank under the blanket to observe in secret, and tremblingly asked, “You…what’s the matter?”

Sima Jiao said, “Do you think I am so good today? Guess why I am so good?”

Liao Tingyan found that the truth spell was gone. She thought carefully for a moment, and tentatively asked, “Because I am dying?” 

Otherwise, she didn’t do what he thought.

Sima Jiao smiled strangely, “You guessed it, so smart.”

Liao Tingyan: “…” Oh huh.

Sima Jiao raised a hand and waved into the air. In the whistling wind, there was a muffled groan in the void, not just one person, but there were several sounds.

Liao Tingyan saw several graceful figures appear out of thin air and land on the other side of the hall. They had a little impression on their faces, as they belonged to the hundred girls group. Why were these sisters so sturdy? When she was still trembling in the shadow of her ancestors, they had already refused to accept the situation.

Sima Jiao sat on Liao Tingyan’s padded couch and didn’t move. He just waved his hands. The few people backed away in embarrassment as their eyes flashed with consternation and fear.

“How come, isn’t he the weakest at this time?” A young girl couldn’t help but say.

“Don’t retreat, come on!” The lead girl rushed up with a murderous aura. The three people behind her looked at each other. Their eyes were firm, and they pulled out the spirit sword.

In Liao Tingyan’s view, seeing this scene, he wasn’t nervous. The ancestor sitting next to her was even a little wandering, rubbing his fingers with her blanket boringly. Liao Tingyan only blinked, and all the imposing girls slammed into a hard pillar on one side, vomiting several pools of blood.

Liao Tingyan silently covered his eyes with the red lotus in his hand.

She heard Sima Jiao say, “I have been trapped here for five hundred years. My cultivation base has been suppressed, and I have been tortured day by day. This first crescent moon night is when I am the weakest. If you won’t come out to do anything, after tonight, you will have no such chance.”

For the first time she saw someone automatically expose their weaknesses and ask others to kill them. This ancestor either really had a problem with his brain, or he was too arrogant. Just as she was muttering to herself, she felt a strong murderous intent, which was forced out of thin air. So strong that people couldn’t breathe.

“Shishu*, you will be offended,” a woman in white appeared in the void, and said to Sima Jiao.

Liao Tingyan had seen this woman. She was one of the hundred girls. She wasn’t very eye-catching, and when she came in, she wasn’t high in seniority. But now when she heard her calling him Shishu (Little Uncle),  she understood that this sister in white clothes was high in seniority. She turned out to be from the same generation as the master. With being from the same generation as the head, how could her cultivation level be low. Such a super capable person hid her identity and pretended to be a little disciple to mix in to kill Sima Jiao. The situation was really complicated.

“Although Shishu is the lifeblood of Gengchen Xianfu, you killed my master. I have to get revenge. When Shishu is killed, I will go to the head and plead guilty,” the girl said, and at the same time tried to kill the master. 

They couldn’t use spiritual power. Liao Tingyan was forced to endure the pressure because she was too close to Sima Jiao, and was drawn into the battlefield innocently.

Sima Jiao waved his sleeves, and the invisible wind emerged from the ground, whirled up, shattered the thousands of sharp swords that shot countless fragments in all directions.

The elder sister missed a hit, but there was light in her eyes, and she said with joy, “Sure enough, your cultivation base has been greatly damaged!”

The attack became heavier, but Sima Jiao just sat there and resisted her attack one by one with a smile, but a gloomy expression. Liao Tingyan was as quiet as a chicken the whole time, and she didn’t even dare to shout.

“Puff–“

The woman in white flew out. She was seriously injured and couldn’t get up again. With their cultivation base, they could call on the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea, but in this special place, she was much restrained. Compared with her, Sima Jiao would only be restrained more, but she still couldn’t even get close. The woman in white who fell to one side vomited blood with a sad expression of resentment and unwillingness.

“You…in fact, there is no serious injury to your vitality at all, and you have not been affected by the new moon. You deliberately led us to do something.” 

The white-clothed woman said hoarsely, “I thought you didn’t find out about us. You have known for a long time, but you did it on purpose. You made me a pawn.”

“You are wrong, I am really badly injured. Today is my weakest day. It’s indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill me, but…” Sima Jiao smiled, “Even if I am so weak, you are still too weak to harm me.”

Liao Tingyan: Ancestor, boss, the corners of your mouth bleed when you say such cool lines.

 

Miao: 

Shishu: little uncle: junior fellow students of the teacher in a Chinese martial arts school.

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