Offering Salted Fish To Master

She was prideful. One of the three major illusions in life was that “the other person must like me”.

The stupid big black snake was playing in the lake without realizing that his colleague was about to upgrade to the boss’s wife, nor did Liao Tingyan notice it.

After taking a rest for a day, she was shouted at by the flame and floated into Sima Jiao’s inner palace again. What could she do? Just give up after the rescue halfway through? If he wasn’t saved, all of her previous efforts would be wasted.

With the so-called first raw, later ripe,(m. unfamiliar first, later get used to it) Liao Tingyan floated out of Sima Jiao’s spiritual palace, and went in as easily as before. It was as smooth as holding a ticket. Sima Jiao’s spiritual palace looked a little better than the previous day. The dry and cracked earth was still the same, the flames were still there, but it was a bit smaller. The bloody smell in the air had faded a lot, and the depressive breath had dissipated a lot, mainly his spirit was no longer withered.

The double cultivation effect was really good.

The situation in the spiritual palace was a projection of a person’s mental and physical conditions. Such a barren and terrifying place itself represented the bad condition of Sima Jiao. The pain Liao Tingyan felt was only one ten thousandth of what Sima Jiao felt, like filtered sand leaked to her.

Before coming in for the second time, Liao Tingyan did her homework and learned a lot about it. She slammed herself on the radiant soul again, and felt the familiar tingling sensation. She couldn’t help but think, if someone experienced thousands of times of pain all the time, no matter who it was, they would probably go crazy. But Sima Jiao could experience it more often. He just appeared gloomy and bored, and rarely showed painful expressions.

Was he used to it or was he good at hiding the pain?

Liao Tingyan: Oops, pity will give birth to a little love. Be sober, this is the 500-year-old ancestor, for whom killing someone was easier than drinking water!

But being entangled with another person’s soul was being too close, as if they were one body. It couldn’t afford any fear or other emotions at all, just feel at ease and happy.

Once again, she woke up softly. Liao Tingyan took care of herself, sat on the bedside and looked at Sima Jiao for a while.

In fact, she hadn’t looked at his appearance seriously before, and her impression of him remained in the first meeting. At that time, she watched the disciples body fall down next to her. His robe and hands were stained with blood, and she was sweating. Later, when she saw him killing more people, her fear of him wasn’t as deep as before. She didn’t seem to be afraid at all.

Even when thinking that he might go crazy after waking up, to be honest, she just felt a little nervous.

His hair was very dark, and it felt soft to the touch. It didn’t match him. His appearance was actually handsome. It wasn’t wrong to say that he was handsome, but he was always upset and his aura overwhelmed everything. It was scary. It made people not pay attention to what his face looked like. The bridge of his nose was high and his lips were thin. The original bright red color became pale due to excessive blood loss. This was probably the only bright color on his body.

Flame said that it would take at least three times to help him get awake. Liao Tingyan looked at him boldly and confidently, and even worked on his face.

His earlobe was unexpectedly fleshy, and it was easy to pinch.

Liao Tingyan pinched, and met Sima Jiao opened dark eyes.

She retracted her hand and moved naturally to pull up the thin quilt she had just changed, covering his neck, revealing an expression of “I can hardly explain this to you because I am just a salted fish”.

In fact, she was cursing Flame. This guy was really unreliable! She still looked at its cute little baby voice, and didn’t water him!

Sima Jiao sat up, and the quilt slipped from him, revealing his white chest. As long as the man opened his eyes, no matter how weak his body was, he didn’t look sick, as if he could go and kill again anytime and anywhere. He stretched out his hand to Liao Tingyan, but his expression showed no anger.

Liao Tingyan silently gave her hand. At that moment, she sincerely hoped that she was still an otter and didn’t have to face such an Asura.

Sima Jiao took her hand and pulled her to the bed. Then he laid down holding Liao Tingyan. He stroked her hair with one hand and held her waist with the other. After lying quietly for a long time, he made no movement, and the unhappiness that he felt all the year round was gone. It was the peace he had never seen before.

Liao Tingyan: I have the illusion that he wants to fall in love with someone.

Sima Jiao hugged her for a while, and put his forehead on her forehead. His dark eyes were extremely close to her. When looking at her, they seemed to become a whirlpool. Liao Tingyan’s consciousness was a little fuzzy, and her spiritual palace got unconscious and she knocked off.

The two of them had blended in their breaths before, and became familiar with each other’s spirits. Her spiritual palace opened without much resistance. It was like two small balls that were attracted, pasted together to merge with each other.

The feeling was more intense than the two previous times and almost robbed Liao Tingyan of all consciousness in an instant.

Before she lost consciousness, the back of her neck was squeezed by cold fingers, and her whole body was trembling as he squeezed. 

Sima Jiao’s voice said in her ear, “What were you doing before? This is a spiritual communication and a divine relationship.”

Liao Tingyan: My goodness!