369: Chapter 357: Plum Crispy Candy 369: Chapter 357: Plum Crispy Candy This crazy woman!
She did it on purpose!
How can such a nasty personality raise such an adorable Shou?!
The jade beads held at her fingertips were still stable, Su Jing’s eyes were lowered, her expression indifferent and calm, but those thin crimson lips were tightly pursed, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Snap!
The next mont, the jade beads at her fingertips shattered into countless specks of light and dispersed.
Her clear, dark eyes glared at him, and when Baili An thought she was about to pursue the matter, he heard her say in a light voice, “How did you leave the Chaotic Netherworld Valley?”
Baili An was slightly taken aback.
Was she really just going to let the matter drop so simply?
“Uh… maybe because I was lucky.” Baili An was not adept at dealing with people like Su Jing.
If it were a real fight, he would feel more at ease.
This calm interaction was truly making him uncomfortable.
Su Jing asked again, “Did you take over my body?”
This question sounds…
Why does it sound so ambiguous?
Instinctively, Baili An knew he absolutely must not admit to this, or the consequences would be very serious.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” Anyway, playing dumb was the way to go.
“Then why was I in the Second Realm?”
“…I don’t know.” What does that have to do with ?
I’m just a corpse demon hunting rabbits.
Su Jing’s eyes were dark as ink, her Emotion Slayer lightly touching the ground, “The wound on my shoulder, was it treated by you?”
“Hm?
Su…
Miss Jing, such a powerful and formidable person, can also get hurt?” Su Jing made no unnecessary movents, but it put an inexplicable pressure on Baili An.
“…was the demon hiding inside my spirit platform you?” Her words paused slightly, those black eyes swirling like vortexes, concealing all emotions.
“I have my own body, how could I possibly do such a thing?” Baili An denied flatly, claiming ignorance.
The evening breeze was slightly cool, and the twilight landscape profoundly lancholic.
Just as Baili An was about to be overwheld by her continuous string of questions, Su Jing suddenly fell into a brief silence.
The constantly cold expression on her face subtly shifted, and from her breath ca a very soft huff… no, rather than calling it a huff, it was more like a very faint, shallow laugh.
Her lips did not quiver or part, and her cold black pupils also showed no sign of amusent.
The soft nasal huff, seeming like a barely credible illusion.
Baili An was montarily dazed, and his guard inexplicably relaxed sowhat.
Then, her young and lodious voice, devoid of emotion but no longer aggressive as if it were mundane, casually asked, “Are Plum Crispy Candies still sweet?”
An irrelevant question, seemingly unlinked to Ghost Mountain or Su Jing.
Baili An, who had been consistently uninford, finally encountered a seemingly less dangerous question and naturally did not hold back his answer.
He smiled and replied easily, “Plum Crispy Candies are very sweet.”
Su Jing’s brows gently slanted, her tone abruptly changing, coldly mocking, “But I find the plums quite sour.”
She pulled a snow-white handkerchief from her wide sleeves, slightly lowered her head, her pale thin lips parted slightly, and imdiately spat out a round smooth… Plum Crispy Candy?
The Plum Crispy Candy, not known how long it had been in her mouth, had its sweet sticky sugar coating already eaten off, leaving behind a dark sour plum laying quite disobediently on the snow-white handkerchief.
As if wordlessly pointing out his undeniable evidence, rcilessly revealing his lies.
Baili An felt as if struck by lightning, suddenly at a loss for words.
Blood rushed to his face all at once, his cheeks burning with embarrassnt.
Although he could face danger calmly, act prudently, and appeared wise beyond his years as if having seen all phases of life without a wrinkle in his clothes,
he was still only sixteen years old when he died.
It was still the age when a youth craves sweets.
From a long slumber awakened, he could only taste the freshness of blood.
Now, rarely occupying a human body, a pot of hotpot, a jar of clear wine, a few sweet fruits, after tasting these flavors, he felt like a child who just got his teeth and tasted unimaginable treats.
The candies given by the maids of the Yun Family were still hidden on his person, and while cleaning his own wounds, he couldn’t help but secretly peel one to eat.
It was really sweet.
A sweetness unknown to a corpse demon.
As for the sourness of the plums that Su Jing ntioned, he had not yet had the chance to taste them before being driven out.
So he did not know that Plum Crispy Candies were actually a mix of sweet and sour.
And just like that, he fell into the trap Su Jing had seriously set.
Are the won from the righteous sects all so cunning?
Baili An bowed his head in concession, “When crossing the Gui Canyon, you fell into the river, trapped by a demon, and it appears Miss Jing is naturally a Yin ridian, attracting Yin ghosts drooling over her body; a soulless body is most easily possessed by ghosts.
My cultivation is weak, unable to withstand the power of nurous ghosts and demons, so I had to resort to this last thod, hoping Miss will not bla .”
While saying not to bla him, Baili An was very aware that just based on his identity as a corpse demon, Su Jing had every reason to kill him a million tis over.
Su Jing glanced at him dismissively, saying, “A legitimate reason, nothing shaful, why lie and hide?”
Baili An was startled.
Su Jing scoffed coldly, “Tree Demon, Gui Canyon, since you’ve saved twice, you owe , and now you act so evasive, do you think I’m ungrateful and will continue to ruthlessly pursue you?”
Baili An honestly continued the conversation, “Could it not be?”
This expected response made Su Jing’s expression turn even colder.
Aware of his slip of the tongue, Baili An added, “Heard that the people of the Righteous Immortal Sect despise evil, especially Miss Su Jing; no one in the world is unaware of your renown for slaying demons wherever they appear, the battle at the Lihe Sect’s mountain gate—Miss, your thunderous thods, Si Chen cannot forget.”
The fingers holding the sword tensed slightly, Su Jing, her face expressionless, said, “Since you know I slay demons wherever they appear, why would you still save ?”
Baili An fell silent.
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The drizzling cold rain continued ceaselessly, the frosty wind of the pitch-black night piercingly cold, seeping through the collar of the clothes, causing skin to prickle from the chill.
Under the old bamboo trees, nurous leaves had fallen, moistened by the dense cold rain, rendering the ground damp, so that soft boots stepping on leaves did not produce clear crackling sounds, instead emitting damp muffled sounds of water.
Fang Geyu gathered her thin clothes, her face turned pale in the night wind, she rubbed her cheeks and seeing the white figure walking leisurely through the bushes, imdiately leaped down from the jade carriage.
As she approached, she kept complaining, “Does cleaning a broken body take so long?
I can hardly cover for Jiujiu anymore.”
Fang Geyu’s Realm couldn’t withstand the severe cold of Ghost Mountain, her fingers were frozen stiff, she approached and unceremoniously grabbed the wide white sleeve, stuffing her frozen hands into the sleeve, pressing against the warm, delicate skin, using it like a furnace to warm up.
At this mont, light footsteps ca from behind in white clothes.
Fang Geyu couldn’t help but widen her eyes, watching the youth erge from the darkness, holding a sleeping rabbit in his arms.
For a long mont, silence ensued.
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