Capítulo 1089: Chapter 762: Ji Pei
“At least it’s quite convincing, isn’t it? After all, even you were fooled; tricking this group of little disciples is no difficult task.”
Ning Feiyan leisurely reclined beneath the table, starting a tea ceremony, as if by magic pulling out a set of teacups, and slow poured thick white sheep’s milk tea from the teapot shrouded in mist.
In this bitter cold weather, she seed to be in good spirits, savoring iced milk tea under the table.
Baili An, with a cold look in his eyes and a resigned expression, quietly stretched out a leg and nudged Hong Zhuang, lowering his voice: “Take your sister back to where she ca from.”
Hong Zhuang crossed her arms and gave a disdainful snort.
Baili An sighed to himself, wondering where that obedient person, who used to blush in Beiyuan Forest and softly called him brother-in-law, had gone?
Are all enchanting demons like this when they turn their faces?
Ning Feiyan took a graceful sip of the milk tea, and a creamy imprint lingered on her alluring lips.
Her gaze was narrow as she said: “Hong Zhuang is a knife I’ve grown accustod to using; she’s only ever had the part of following my orders. Do you think she has the guts to take away?”
Baili An glanced at Hong Zhuang, who was being thoroughly dominated by Ning Feiyan, and couldn’t help but mutter under his breath: “Obviously, back in Mo City, she was all you-will-be-the-death-of- with you, full of resentnt, and it hasn’t been long, but she’s clinging to you even more than before.”
Back in Chao Mu Hall, even if Hong Zhuang accidentally saw him being intimate with Ning Feiyan, though her mood was visibly displeased, she wouldn’t have looked at him with such a wary gaze, as if guarding against a thief.
For fear that if she weren’t careful, her ‘innocent and naive’ sister might be tricked away by this scoundrel.
Ning Feiyan’s slender, dark brows arched as she fed Hong Zhuang a sip of milk tea from her cup, giving Baili An a sidelong glance, teasing:
“There’s a saying in the mortal world, isn’t there? Whoever provides the milk is the mother. Though I’m no saint, she’s followed for years, and as her master, if I have at to eat, naturally she won’t lack for bones.”
Hong Zhuang, who was obediently accepting the gentle offering from Ning Feiyan, imdiately choked and coughed, her face quickly flushing with a rosy hue. Her dark eyes were filled with panic, and she hurriedly pushed away the offered teacup, refusing to drink more.
Baili An, exasperated, reached to knock her on the head, but Ning Feiyan continued to smile: “As Si He of mine, a traitor to the Demon Lord, leaving the Demon World, seizing the Gate — any one of these is an unforgivable cri, enough to damn nine generations.
Now that a traitor like has erged from Beiyuan Forest, the entire clan of enchanting demons is likely to be implicated, but I’ve protected not just her, but also her dearly cherished Mrs. Ning. I’ve ensured that the enchanting demons could take root in the mortal world, free from external threats.
Not only am I her sole provider now, but also that of all the enchanting demons—tell , should she listen to , or to you?”
Baili An was stunned, but not surprised.
Despite Ning Feiyan only leaving the Demon World for half a year, as the River Lord of Si He in the mortal world with nurous identities, creating a sanctuary for the enchanting demons wasn’t too challenging.
Knowing her as he did, Baili An didn’t think that Ning Feiyan protected the lineage of the enchanting demons out of tribal unity.
Ultimately, her saving this batch of enchanting demons wasn’t much different from him adopting various creatures.
Ning Feiyan was a thorough materialist, not acting without profit, indifferent to sentint, and even with her own kindred, she held no compassion.
Even though Hong Zhuang looked at her with dependence and even admiration, Baili An could never understand what kind of feelings Ning Feiyan held towards Hong Zhuang.
She showed undisguised disdain, mockery, and amusent towards Hong Zhuang, which was genuine, but strangely, when it ca to Hong Zhuang’s life being in danger, she would always be the first to step forward.
Ning Feiyan seed to hold countless faces within her heart, impossible for anyone to fully guess, and dealing with soone like her always gave Baili An a headache: “What exactly are you plotting today?”
Ning Feiyan nodded and said: “Yun Rong has sothing on her mind and hopes you’ll go down the mountain, but you are rebellious and disobedient. Despite my words of persuasion, you won’t listen, so I had to ruin your coursework, find a legitimate excuse to drive you down, didn’t I?
After all, I am now your esteed aunt, and if you can’t complete my coursework and I kick you out, even the Thirteen Swords can’t keep you.”
Baili An turned the undimd dial in his hand, laughing softly: “So this Dragon and Snake Sword Formation was prepared for ?”
“But unfortunately, you might be disappointed.”
Baili An’s fingers traced along the dial’s surface, his touch like a wandering dragon and snake. The gray lines began to co alive under his guidance, infused with life.
Countless sword script formations were unraveling, transforming from dead wood to clouds and lightning in an instant, with a thousand-character sword script dispersing like lightning across the void.
Different from the starlight blue of other dials, a faint golden glow spread from his.
Baili An’s movents in tracing the pathways grew heavier, and the sword needle suspended above the dial humd with a clear and resonating tone.
Throughout it all, the sword needle in Baili An’s hand never veered, while the real movent lay in the sword pattern circuits rotating around the sword needle, slowly forming a serpentine landscape between heaven and earth.
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