Offering Salted Fish To Master

Sima Jiao’s expression hadn’t been so ugly for a long time. Liao Tingyan looked at him in confusion. He seemed to be the murderer who wanted to kill a few people to sacrifice to heaven after he returned to the original Three Saints Mountain.

Sima Jiao picked her up and let her lean on him, only to find that the half of her face on the side had a long scratch, congealed with blood, as if it had been cut with a sharp object. His eyes were cold and heavy, and he reached out and touched the bloodless wound.

Liao Tingyan: “It hurts!”

Sima Jiao ignored her and pinched her face which opened the wound again, causing the blood to drip.

Liao Tingyan squeezed his hand and tried to hide her face, “Shizu, stop, it hurts to death!”

Sima Jiao held the back of her neck and pressed her back into his arms. She wasn’t allowed to hide. He leaned forward and licked the wound on her cheek.

When Liao Tingyan saw his chin, his collarbone, and the rolling Adam’s apple, she felt her face getting warm—that warmth came from the man’s lips and tongue, as well as from her own body reaction.

No, what was he doing? Saliva disinfection wasn’t popular in Cultivation World! Could he stop doing such perverted things?

She couldn’t help but subconsciously cover her belly. There was also a wound there. She couldn’t bear it if it was treated like that. Sima Jiao’s lips were stained with her blood. He had a terrible expression, he then carried her up.

Liao Tingyan hung on him, stretched out her hand to wrap it around his neck. She was paralyzed in a relaxed manner, and unconsciously complained, “This place is really terrible. There is no bed. The ground is cold. The lady was very cruel. I can’t use my spiritual power anymore. I still have a bed in my space, but I couldn’t take out any food. I haven’t taken a shower yet. I’ll take a bath when we go back.”

Sima Jiao: “Shut up.”

Liao Tingyan: “Let me say another word, where are we going?”

She thought that the ancestor who saved her would take her back first, but he went directly to Yuntai Palace, the highest of the other palaces.

Liao Tingyan tentatively asked, “Going to kill?”

Sima Jiao: “Otherwise?”

Liao Tingyan: “I think you can send me back first.”

Sima Jiao said with a sullen face, “I can’t wait that long. You just stay quiet, or I will kill you.”

Liao Tingyan: “???” No, are you mad? What stupid things are you saying? I am your little baby, are you willing to kill me?

Sima Jiao didn’t seem to be joking at all, and said with a gloomy tone, “It’s better to die in my hands than to die in the hands of others.”

Liao Tingyan: I dare not speak.

The ancestor seemed to be sick again. The one in most danger would definitely not be her.

The most unlucky person in the audience would be Yue Hui.

When Yue Hui woke up on her gold-paved bed, she saw a fire outside the door, and frowned, “What’s going on outside? Get in the water!”

The door opened, and it wasn’t her frightened maid who came in, but an unfamiliar man who she had never seen. He had blood in his long coat and a woman in his arms. The woman covered her eyes and said nothing.

Yue Hui recognized that it was Yong Lingchun, who had been locked up before by her since she rebelled against her, and immediately shouted, “Bold, whoever gave you the courage to break into my moon palace?!”

“Dao lord Han, Dao lord Jiaofeng!”

Yue Hui yelled twice but didn’t get a response. She finally realized something was wrong, and there was some doubt in his eyes, “Who are you? What did you do to distract them? I tell you, even if they are distracted for a while, they will soon be back. You will not be able to run away then.”

She never considered that her bodyguards were dead. After all, apart from the four guards who were in the soul formation stage, she was also secretly protected by another person. The man could walk into her  palace. His cultivation was higher. 

Lian Tingyan put down the hand covering her eyes and glanced at Yue Hui who was sitting on the bed. 

Sima Jiao set her aside and walked to the bed, crushed several defensive formations that had been put near Yue Hui, and stopped her call for help. He pinched her neck and dragged her off the bed to the door.

When she saw the scene outside the door, Yue Huu, who had been struggling, couldn’t believe her eyes. Her eyes opened wide, and her body froze.

Liao Tingyan could understand the little princess’s feelings now. She had been with Sima Jiao for so long, and she had seen a lot of his murder scenes, but she didn’t have a strong heart this time. In the past, she could hold back those, but she couldn’t help it this time. She would vomit out.

“Impossible, impossible, how could…” Yue Huu muttered in a low voice. When she looked at Sima Jiao, her expression changed, full of fear.

In the face of death, most of them adopt that expression, which was completely different from when they killed others.

Sima Jiao dragged the person to Liao Tingyan, held her neck, and said to Liao Tingyan, “Come on, kill her.”

Liao Tingyan: “Hmm?”

She slid down the chair and knelt on the spot, “I don’t want to.”

Sima Jiao grabbed her hand and squeezed her fingers toward Yue Hui’s face. Her fingertips condensed into a sharp knife shape. He was determined to teach her to kill people by herself.

Liao Tingyan retracted her hands, but she couldn’t match Sima Jiao’s strength. He was still wrapping her body, pressing her back, cheeks against her side face, and said in her ear, “This person was bullying you. If she hurts you, you have to retaliate with your own hands. If she hurts your face, you will peel her face. If she lets people beat you, you will remove all the bone meridians in her body. If she hurts you, you will let her die of severe pain.”

Sima Jiao’s tone was harsh, and his eyes were red with sullen anger. Yue Huu was so scared that she couldn’t move on the ground, and her tears surged, and she begged for mercy.

Liao Tingyan’s hands were shaking badly, and she screamed, “I am hurt, and my stomach hurts so much. Let go first. If you have something to say, let’s go back and talk about it!”

Sima Jiao: “No.”

Liao Tingyan vomited a mouthful of blood to show him that she was dying, “I have suffered a serious internal injury, and I will die if you don’t save me.”

Sima Jiao bit her on her neck, making her move like a fish.

Liao Tingyan found that her hand was loosening a little and broke away from his hand. She hugged the head of this ferocious ancestor, and kissed it casually, “I was wrong. I’m so afraid of pain. Let’s go back and recover first. Please, Shizu!”