A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out.
Severe inner strength injury.
Around them, the five recently arrogant disciples of the Feiyan Sect were all lying on the ground, leaving only wails.
Feng Zhi’s eyes were nearly glittering as she looked at Su Gu.
In an instant, she hugged Su Yan’s arm.
"Miss, is this your brother?"
Su Yan remained silent, trying to pull her arm back.
But Feng Zhi held on tightly, and she couldn’t pull it out even after a long ti.
She responded with a sound.
"Mm."
Feng Zhi hurriedly asked,
"Then, how old is your brother? What’s his na?"
"Su Gu, this year he is..."
She initially wanted to say over a thousand years old.
Realizing she couldn’t say that age, Su Yan asked,
"How old do you think he looks?"
Feng Zhi extended her hand.
"Ten? Eleven?"
Su Yan nodded.
"Mm, eleven."
Feng Zhi looked at Su Gu, her heart almost lting.
"Your little brother is so cute. Can he call ’sister’? Can I be his honorary sister?"
Su Yan didn’t answer, but instead asked,
"Is your injury healed?"
Feng Zhi glanced at her shoulder.
She lowered her head and took a bottle of dicine from her purse.
The bottle was engraved with patterns, resembling a silver bottle.
It looked quite extraordinary.
She took one pill and swallowed it.
In no ti, Feng Zhi’s complexion appeared much improved.
Feng Zhi said,
"I was wearing the Golden Silk Soft Armor, his strength is nothing."
With a casual remark, she spoke of the martial arts treasure as if it were worthless garbage.
Golden Silk Soft Armor?
Su Yan glanced at Feng Zhi.
Then turned away.
That was soone else’s matter.
She had saved them, repaying a favor, and the rest had nothing to do with her.
"Su Gu, let’s go."
She spoke out.
The young man still carried his pet snake in his hand, nodded at Su Yan.
Then followed Su Yan and left.
Feng Zhi’s eyes shone brightly as she watched the young man.
"You’re Su Gu?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Little Red extended her long tail and slapped it onto the back of Feng Zhi’s outstretched hand.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss."
Hmph, obviously up to no good.
Su Gu lowered his head and patted Little Red’s head.
Signaled it to be steady.
Su Gu spoke out,
"Is there sothing you need?"
Feng Zhi shook her head and then nervously nodded.
"Will, will you ever marry an older sister as your wife?"
A straightforward question.
Little Red kept twisting back and forth in Su Gu’s hand.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss."
You see, she’s up to no good, she wants to be your wife.
After listening, Su Gu looked at Feng Zhi for a while.
Then, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"How intriguing."
He suddenly uttered sothing strange, causing Feng Zhi, who was almost ready to leap onto him with glowing eyes, to stop abruptly.
For so reason, Feng Zhi felt a tingling sensation in her heart.
Then, she turned to look at Su Yan.
"Your brother..."
Su Yan turned back, looking at Su Gu.
After a mont of silence, she said,
"Don’t think about pretending to marry a wife just to suck her blood."
Su Gu licked his lips.
"She said it herself, I didn’t force her."
After saying this, Su Gu pondered for a mont.
"Fine, I won’t marry a wife."
Su Gu, in essence, was a Gu King.
A blood-sucking creature.
Su Yan.
"You’re twisting the concept."
Su Gu looked at Su Yan, his brows furrowed, his tone a bit petulant.
"What, you won’t even let drink blood?"
The young man’s typically aloof and indifferent face finally showed the way a typical eleven or twelve-year-old would sulk.
Vivid and lively.
Su Yan.
"Except for human blood."
Su Gu flatly refused.
"Impossible."
If he had known that turning human ant he couldn’t drink blood, why would he bother cultivating at all??
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