Offering Salted Fish To Master

Why couldn’t she keep up with what he thought? Every time, she felt as if she had missed ten episodes of the plot, which led to this kind of inability to communicate normally.

Sima Jiao was still urging her to answer with his eyes, but Liao Tingyan couldn’t get rid of the question mark.

The moment a man said that he was willing to give his life to her should be very touching. If it was placed in any romance novel, it should be a scene where the protagonist confessed to the heroine. However, Sima Jiao spoke such words as if he was going to kill someone.

Liao Tingyan had no experience in dealing with this kind of scene, and after a while she said, “Huh?” Don’t bully me, ‘crying.jpg’.

Sima Jiao stared at her, “Speaking of it.”

Sima Jiao: “Do you want my life?” With the truth spell!

Liao Tingyan blurted out, “Stop it.”

Sima Jiao raised his eyes to look at her, and said, “Isn’t this your task? Although you don’t want to kill me, if I die in your hands, it will still be good for you. What about it? You don’t really have self-motivation.”

Liao Tingyan was dumbfounded. She hadn’t fully figured out her own situation yet. But the self-motivated point was right, she really didn’t have it. Some people in the world work hard, and some people prefer a relaxed and ordinary life, she was like that.

“That’s right, my mission is not important. I don’t want to kill people, and I don’t want your life. I think you are in a good state of mind, and you don’t look like a dying person. Otherwise, I will think of ways to find someone to cure you or eat some kind of pill. I think you can still be saved. Don’t just give up treatment like this,” Liao Tingyan was still nervous, watching the blood dripping from his body, and wanted him to see a doctor.

Sima Jiao: “You really don’t want it?”

Liao Tingyan: “No!”

Sima Jiao: “I gave you the last chance.”

Liao Tingyan suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and couldn’t help but stretch her claws to scratch. 

She heard Sima Jiao say, “In this case, you will die with me.”

Liao Tingyan: …How did you come to this conclusion?

“Are you really not taking any medicine?” Liao Tingyan couldn’t bear it.

Just after she spoke, Sima Jiao spat out a big mouthful of blood in front of her. Liao Tingyan was startled, the first thought in her mind turned out to be, ‘What a waste, this thing was so precious!’

With a move of Sima Jiao’s finger, the flames appeared out of thin air, burning the pool of blood that was spit out. Liao Tingyan was staring at him. 

He even laughed and said to her, “When I die, my body will be burned clean by these fires, and no blood will be left for them.”

Cremation, then you are quite modern.

Sima Jiao waved at her, “Come here.”

Liao Tingyan flew over, carefully stepped on his thigh upright. There was blood everywhere.. Sima Jiao looked down at her with a weird expression and said slowly, “I thought you would run. I want you to die. Why don’t you run?”

At first, Liao Tingyan felt that it was impossible for her to run away under the eyes of this ancestor. Secondly, she suspected that he was waiting for her to run. If she ran away she guessed that he would burn her into charcoal within three seconds. Although they didn’t get along for long, she seemed to know his thoughts well.

Sima Jiao: “Why don’t you run.” 

This wasn’t a problem for him. 

It was more like he didn’t seem to understand.

Liao Tingyan felt that this person was really struggling to live, and he didn’t know what he wanted her to do. He said that he was going to die, and she wanted to toss him. But he should go to a doctor. She couldn’t bear his bloody appearance.

“Shizu, won’t you see a doctor or change your clothes?” Liao Tingyan didn’t know why she still had a calmness, as if the work task had reached the deadline and there was no fear to complete it.

Sima Jiao touched the fur on her body with his hand, and spread the blood all over her body with his bloody hand.

Liao Tingyan, who found her hair tangled together: This smelly pig’s feet is really too much.

Sima Jiao took his otter and slumped on that ordinary chair, like an old man who had come to the end of his life, ready to die peacefully. His anxiety slowly subsided, revealing a rare kind of confusion and emptiness. The action of brushing the otter in his hand didn’t stop.

“When facing death, the expressions of those people must be very interesting. The Fengshan clan had completely perished, and the root system of Gengchen Xianfu would also be broken. These prosperous flowers that have grown up from the flesh and blood will soon wither. The first immortal palace will collapse and fall in a hundred years,” after Sima Jiao finished speaking, he laughed freely, like a crazy neurosis.

At this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly came from outside, and it fell mightily over the yard.

Sima Jiao’s laughter stopped abruptly.

He looked out with a gloomy expression. Although this house was as a barrier, his spiritual sense could already see the mighty crowd dozens of miles away. The master Qian brought a group of palace lord elders over who came over and surrounded him.

“Sima Jiao, it’s horrible to keep you today!” The voice came first before anyone arrived.

The headmaster Qian’s temperament and good-looking face, which was gentle, courteous and frugal, could no longer sustain at this moment, and everyone could see that he was extremely angry.

How could he not be angry? They had worked hard for thousands of years to build a hundred phoenix mountains, just to completely hold the Gengchen Xianfu in their hands and be its master and no longer have to be held hostage by the Sima clan. When he was about to succeed, his achievements fell short, and the thousand years of achievements were gone. No one could stand it.

And the worst hadn’t happened yet. Sima Jiao, a lunatic, previously blinded him and destroyed the hard work of their Shi family. Now he was planning to let Gengchen Xianfu accompany him to death by putting out the spiritual fire completely. This was the worst. They had stood at the apex of the immortal world for too long, and for them being knocked off the altar was more difficult to accept than death.

They must hold Sima Jiao’s life in their hands before that! No amount of casualties could be taken care of!

Sima Jiao sneered in the room, “You want my life. It’s your wishful thinking. With these things, I couldn’t be brought down to me.” 

He stood up, completely opposite of the immovable appearance he had previously. He seemed to be ready to harvest life.