Capítulo 1098: Chapter 766: The Flower That Smiles Gently
Upon hearing this, Ying Xiu couldn’t resist glancing at Qi Liancheng, but remained silent.
Qi Liancheng was extrely intelligent; once he realized the situation wasn’t right, although he wouldn’t go so far as to laugh and forget past grievances, he could naturally praise Baili An a bit to ease the awkwardness between them.
Unfortunately, Baili An wasn’t buying it. He raised his eyes and calmly observed this seemingly ‘sensible’ Qi Liancheng.
“You are too humble, sir. To co here with a sword at the esteed hall of Tianxi must an you already intended to test your sword.”
Qi Liancheng’s expression was slightly unnatural, he smiled and said, “Please forgive for not understanding what you an, brother.”
Baili An glanced indifferently at the wasted sword on the ground, “You seem to be waiting for soone who can see through the Sword Soul, and now, your purpose has been fulfilled.”
Ying Xiu furrowed her brows, faintly sensing sothing amiss, and looked at Qi Liancheng with a scrutinizing gaze.
Qi Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly and re-evaluated Baili An, then laughed:
“Brother, you must be joking. I’ve ruined a famous sword. If my master finds out, I’ll be thoroughly scolded; there’s no purpose here.”
Qi Liancheng chuckled twice, perhaps sensing Baili An’s sharp intuition, he was unwilling to stay any longer, hurriedly collecting the wasted sword at his feet and left in a rush.
Ying Xiu watched Baili An toy with the small sword between his fingers, finding it unusually piercing.
His heart felt increasingly stifled, as if he wanted to say more, but ultimately suppressed it, leaving the classroom with the other disciples in turn.
Ning Feiyan, breaking free from Baili An’s grasp, sighed helplessly, “You truly are a monster; even in this situation, you can still be distracted and comprehend the Sun Disk Sword Formation. I really can’t help Miss Yun Rong with this.”
The overall situation was set; Ning Feiyan and Hong Zhuang no longer needed to huddle under the table for mischief, so after so pranking, they retreated.
Baili An straightened his clothes; thankfully, the coat was wide enough to cover the cracks between his garnts.
He tidied his clothing, unsure whether it was due to his legs being numb from pressure or so other reason, but when he stood, it seed difficult to muster strength in his legs.
Baili An cursed softly twice, considering leaving the classroom when he noticed from the corner of his eye that a young girl had stood daintily in front of him without his realizing it.
She called sweetly, “Brother.” Her voice was warm.
Baili An responded, “It’s getting late; you should go back and take care of the young lord.”
The girl tugged lightly at one of Baili An’s belts, “It’s dark, my eyesight is poor, brother, would you accompany back?”
For a girl capable of traveling from Xianling City to the Tianxi Sword Sect, Baili An didn’t think she was an ordinary girl afraid of the dark.
The girl seed innocent and sweet, but Baili An hadn’t forgotten that her true form was a little Tiger Demon, not the kind that rely sits and waits for food with soft ows.
She was the kind who could hunt at night, growling.
Baili An refused, shaking his head, “I’ve attended classes all day; the deer outside must be tired of waiting. I plan to take the deer back first.”
The girl, her eyes like pearls, looked at the little deer girl sprawled in the grass outside, chatting with the wild crickets, wearing a flower crown woven from wild grass.
The young deer girl was beautiful and naive, clean and pure, like the clearest spring water in a forest glen.
The handso young man and the beautiful, lively little deer, gathered into affection, spread open into warmth.
It truly was delightful.
After all, this was a fleeting encounter. Even if the girl liked the pleasant fragrance of grass and wood around Baili An, she wouldn’t pester him for it. She nodded sensibly, saying, “Brother seems to like small animals; if I turn into a small tiger next ti, will you not refuse my request?”
Baili An smiled, “I can consider it.”
The girl laughed with joy, her laughter clear and lodious like silver bells, “Brother, you’re so kind. Let give you a gift to thank you.”
“…No need.”
Before Baili An could refuse, the girl had already stuffed a small object into his palm without any further ado, cold like it was made of Mithril.
With a mysterious smile, she said, “I hope you like this gift, brother.”
Then she lifted her skirt and hopped away cheerfully.
For this girl’s naturally clingy behavior, Baili An shook his head with a smile, curious about the gift she gave him, and opened his palm to see.
Baili An’s smile froze imdiately, his face paling as he realized the cold silver object in his hand brought a bone-chilling fear shooting from his spine, instantly filling every part of his body.
His face turned ashen, lips a frightening shade of blue, as if his soul had jumped from his body, remaining in shock for five full breaths, seeing the tiny silver object in his palm tilt its head upward, its silver hook-like tail sliding unconsciously across his wrist…
Suddenly, the mory of intense pain began to surge from deep within his bones, overwhelming him.
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