Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan pretended to be hurt and feigned innocence, and finally the half-crazy ancestor lost his stance.

He stared at her with that horrific look for a while, raised his brows with anger, and then leaned over to pick her up in his arms. Liao Tingyan knew that he had given up on forcing her to take revenge. She also relaxed, put her hand on her stomach and took a deep breath. The pain she felt was real, she was not pretending.

In this world, maybe one day she might be forced into a desperate situation due to helplessness. She might need to kill someone to protect herself. But right now, she would not kill even if he held her hand and forced her to kill.

Of course, this was mainly because the person right now guiding her is regarded as someone who was close to her. She knew that the man would not really hurt her, so she was confident and dared to act as per her will.

Sima Jiao picked up Liao Tingyan and walked to Yue Hui before turning around. Yue Hui became more scared and cried, “Let me go! Don’t kill me. I am the Young Mistress of the Moon Palace. As long as you let me go, my Mother will give you a lot of precious treasures, such as heaven-level manuals, spirit tools and pills, everything!”

She was held in place by Sima Jiao. Unable to move, she could only watch death come, and bursted into tears. For many years, she had a distinguished identity, led a carefree life, and was on top of everyone. She never thought that just because she had a temper and arrested a woman with low status, she would be murdered.

She still didn’t know who the two people in front of her were.

Sima Jiao didn’t mean to say much to her. He raised his foot indifferently, and stepped on Yue Hui’s face.

Yue Hui screamed and cried more hastily, “If you kill me, you will be standing against the Moon Palace. My mother will never give up. As long as you let me go now, I will forget everything and give you identity and reputation…Yong, Yong Lingchun, aren’t you? You help me, and I’ll let my mother help the night tour palace!”

Liao Tingyan buried her face in Sima Jiao’s chest. She wasn’t going to watch the ferocious scene.

She just refused to kill people. In fact, she didn’t know the laws of this world, but she had no intention of interfering with other people’s actions by her own standards. Besides, she was now in the villain camp, how could she help her beg for mercy? 

“Pouch.”

It was like the sound of crushing a watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere.

Sima Jiao smashed the beautiful head of Yue Hui with one foot, and even the spirits floating out of her were all crushed.

Liao Tingyan remained motionless. She was held by him and they left the Yuntai Palace. On the way, Liao Tingyan did not look up to look around, because it was a ferocious scene. If she took a look, she might have nightmares.

The big black snake was outside, frowning at the corpse. In short, he was hesitant to eat the corpses.

He had been raised by Sima Jiao for a long time in Three Saints Mountain. He was a trash can responsible for eating the corpse to keep the owner’s living environment clean and tidy, so he had developed the habit of swallowing whenever he saw a corpse.

He didn’t have anything to eat before, but was fed so many delicious foods by Liao Tingyan. Everything tasted better than the corpse. He really disliked this ‘trash’, and didn’t want to eat it.

But he was afraid of the owner’s temper. This was delayed until Sima Jiao came back.

The big black snake saw his master’s familiar and terrifying aura, and immediately persuaded himself to open his mouth wide enough to swallow the corpse.

When Sima Jiao saw him, he cursed, “Don’t eat all these dirty things.”

The big black snake: “…” You didn’t say that before. I was so wronged.

But he was happy, he didn’t have to eat these corpses.

Liao Tingyan finally got her wish to relax. She took a shower and laid back on her soft big bed, feeling that the pain in her body was alleviated a bit. 

Sima Jiao, who disappeared while she took a bath, came back. In such a short time, she didn’t know which treasure house he went to bring back some medicine pills.

The man entered the treasure house of Gengchen Xianfu, just like entering his own backyard, coming and going freely. Liao Tingyan ate the two white pills he took out, and her body warmed and the bruises also dissolved.

This was a wound left by Brother Lei (m. thunder) in the soul formation stage. Yue Hui felt that she wasn’t obedient to discipline, and asked Brother thunder to use the thunder whipping. In order to make the little princess happy, the guy deliberately put the bursting thunder spirit into the wound. The pain almost made her pass out.

Sima Jiao’s hand touched her wound slowly. His hands were cold, but with his movements, the remaining traces of thunder spirit power raging around were also drawn out by him. It was much easier to bear. After the medicine was applied, the damage began to be repaired slowly.

Her blocked spiritual power also started to flow slowly, repairing the damage of the body by itself. There was also a more serious injury in the abdomen, which was cured out by a native cultivator when she returned.

That short fat man kicked Liao Tingyan so painfully. If she didn’t have a soul formation cultivation base, her belly would blow up. Yet, she wasn’t any better. Her internal organs were injured, and her belly was black. She didn’t know if that fat man used any special abilities, it looked terrible, and she kept drowning in pain.

When Sima Jiao lifted her clothes on her stomach and saw the wounds, he looked furious and said coldly, “I just dealt with them  too simply. If I knew those things hurt you like this, then I would have made them die more miserably.”

Liao Tingyan: “…” How can one die miserably? Isn’t the death of those men miserable enough? Not to mention, just that thunder cultivator, the old man who used thunderstorms. You poured spirit in through his heavenly spirit cover, and his brain blasted along with his spiritual veins. That soil monk! You tore his spiritual palace and his organs were also taken out. His stomach broke, and the intestines were pulled out for a long length to strangle him.

“Oh!” I can’t think about it, I’m going to throw up.

Right now, Sima Jiao gently stroked her belly with those hands that dug someone’s belly. She felt it indistinctly, afraid that she would anger him. He was already mad before and said he was going to kill her, and he could dig her stomach.

Moreover, he smiled when he tore someone’s belly before. Yet, when he touched her belly, his face was even more tense.

Presumably feeling her nervousness, Sima Jiao narrowed his eyes, covered her belly with his hand, swiped his fingers along the edge of the wound, and leaned over to ask her, “Are you afraid of me?”