Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan looked at his expression, and then realized what he meant. 

“You could sleep with a murderer like me next to you?!” instead of “I’m like an open refrigerator next to you. How could you still sleep?”

However, it wasn’t the first time that she slept beside him. Did she say something wrong? She wanted to show her inner conflict, but was she to blame for the good quality of sleep?

In short, Liao Tingyan couldn’t sleep that night. She had a low cultivation base almost equal to nothing. She was incomparable to the big boss Sima Jiao. She was so sleepy late at night but she was forced to sit on the bed with her eyelids drooping. The big black snake brother came over in the middle of the night to eat supper and saw them both. Sima Jiao was sitting on the bed. When the snake saw him, he turned his head in fright and ran away, with no thoughts about supper.

The next day, Sima Jiao went to Lingyan Mountain again. Liao Tingyan didn’t forget to bring cushions and an umbrella this time, but unfortunately it was useless, because the high platform had been specially built there to watch the battle for the ancestor and the head. Not only did they have a soft couch to sit and rest, there was also food. Liao Tingyan found a problem. The food was her favorite. But after eating two meals outside, all her preferences had been spoiled. She only froze for a moment, and sat down beside Sima Jiao, pretending that she hadn’t found anything.

And Sima Jiao, looking at Lingyan Mountain Terrace, lifted his lips and smiled. In the past, the Lingyan Mountain Terrace was full of elite disciples. That day there were many ordinary disciples. Obviously, these were the victims prepared by the masters of the branches for their juniors. It didn’t matter if many people died, as long as they weren’t their own precious children. With their power, they only needed to say a word, and most of them were willing to sacrifice for them.

With a smile on his face, Master Qian said to Sima Jiao, “Shizu, today is still the same as yesterday.”

Sima Jiao said, “No, the winner must defeat hundred people to death today.”

Shi Qian replied with yes. He glanced at Liao Tingyan who was sitting beside him, and said, “Then let the disciples start.”

Many of the disciples underneath came from small branches. He specially ordered many Clear Sky Valley disciples to be among them, and this was a temptation. Regarding Sima Jiao’s behavior to tolerate a woman by his side, he had some doubts and speculations in his heart. The little temptation wasn’t just for Sima Jiao, but also for the little disciple Liao Tingyan who seemed to be no stranger to them.

This woman could watch others die with cold eyes, and followed the cruel Sima Jiao, but he didn’t know whether she would stop him from killing, and what Sima Jiao would do once she asked so.

Shi Qian made up for the big show. Unfortunately, Liao Tingyan didn’t see who was on the stage at all. She wasn’t the original Liao Tingyan, and she had only met Master Dong Yang a few times let alone other people. If she was a little more familiar with someone, it was the person who was responsible for welcoming and the steward who managed the food in the warehouse. Originally, the original Liao Tingyan, after entering Clear Sky Valley, stayed in and rarely interacted with the others. If she was there, she couldn’t even recognize the Clear Sky Valley disciples. 

When the fight started, Liao Tingyan, who hadn’t slept all day, got sleepy. Her eyelids gradually got heavy and she fell asleep on the soft couch without knowing.

Shi Qian thought about her from time to time, and saw her slowly sliding down and then dozing off in full view. Sima Jiao had already noticed it. She was by his side, and of course he knew. Seeing her asleep, everyone looked at her strangely. Sima Jiao looked at her with a raised eyebrow. The couch they were sitting on wasn’t very big. Liao Tingyan laid down and automatically found a comfortable sleeping position. She put her head on Sima Jiao’s lap.

The big bosses and the head: “!!!”

How dare she sleep on the Great Demon Dao Lord Cizang’s lap?! The ignorant were fearless. Shi Qian looked at Sima Jiao quietly for a moment, and waited to see how he would react. Would he throw her off the steps impatiently, or break her neck? He looked a little bit impatient, and based on his understanding of Sima Jiao, he should kick her.

Sima Jiao stretched out his hand and pulled out his sleeve that was pressed under Liao Tingyan. He ignored her, let her put her head on his lap, and was neither angry nor mad. The senior officials of Gengchen Xianfu could see clearly, and their surprise almost broke through their dignified and gentle faces.

The difficult master Dao Lord Cizang, really fell in love with a woman.