Upon closer inspection, he realized it was not a knife.
It was an umbrella.
A red round paper umbrella.
Painted on it were blossoming peonies, enchantingly beautiful.
Ye Biao’s complexion instantly turned pale, his veins throbbing.
"You’re not Su Yan."
The person across from him, who looked exactly like Su Yan, suddenly laughed.
"You really are vigilant, aren’t you?"
With the red round paper umbrella in hand, they could transform into an exact likeness of Su Yan.
If Su Yan were here, she would definitely know.
This person was Sang Luo.
Sang Luo was brazenly assuming Su Yan’s appearance.
It was curious.
"Did you recognize that I wasn’t Su Yan a long ti ago?"
Ye Biao clutching his abdon, head drooping low, did not speak.
The blood flowed more and more.
He knew that his life was slipping away.
He was going to die; was there sothing he still wanted to do?
Yes.
He wanted to see her.
To see Su Yan.
It had only been two hours since they had parted.
Yet he missed her already.
But in his current state.
He definitely couldn’t let her see him like this.
She would surely know he was not an ordinary person and would dislike him.
He didn’t want that.
Sang Luo was hung up on the fact that Ye Biao had recognized it.
It kept asking over and over, as if it wouldn’t rest until he gave a reason.
"Tell how you recognized ; if you do, maybe I’ll spare your life."
Ye Biao, leaning on a cart, his complexion ashen,
"When you looked at , there was no light in your eyes."
Not only that, but it also seed reluctant to co near him.
Su Yan never acted like that.
She spoke very little.
But those cold eyes of hers had a sparkle when they looked at him.
So most of the ti, Su Yan didn’t even need to say anything; just looking at him made him feel warm inside.
Sang Luo rolled its eyes,
"It’s the sa old drivel."
Ye Biao’s hunch was not wrong.
In fact, Sang Luo didn’t really want to be with Ye Biao.
Perhaps even Sang Luo did not realize that it harbored a fear of Ye Biao.
To be exact, it was afraid of Jun Yu.
Among the Nine Main Gods, Sang Luo was the first to notice that the Main God had a not-so-ordinary affection for Jun Yu.
Even if the Main God spoke very little to Jun Yu every ti.
But one could still feel she treated Jun Yu differently than others.
As a newly ascended Main God in Jiuchongtian.
Responsible for maintaining the stability of various worlds, the experience was inevitably insufficient.
It was common to get injured.
Every ti, the Main God would just give a cold glance.
And then leave a comnt, "Cultivate well."
That was the end of any comforting words.
But Jun Yu’s treatnt was entirely different.
With a minor injury, he would run to the Main God to gain sympathy.
And each ti, the Main God would retrieve her most precious dicines and apply them to his slight injuries.
Sang Luo felt unbalanced comparing the two treatnts.
So it transford into Su Yan’s form to seek out Jun Yu.
Once Jun Yu took the bait, it planned to mock and ridicule him thoroughly.
And then tell the Main God, so that she wouldn’t be so good to this ungrateful creature in the future.
It did not expect that its hitherto undefeated transformation would be seen through.
It was persistent in asking him how he had seen through it.
That damned Jun Yu had said sothing similar.
’When Little Guai looks at , there is light in her eyes.’
When saying this, Jun Yu had an expression of pure enjoynt, then swiftly brought down his blade, severing one of its tails.
It lost thousands of years’ worth of cultivation.
And was almost beaten back to its original form.
...
mories concluded, Sang Luo narrowed its eyes at the Ye Biao in front of it.
It should have no mory, yet it still uttered such a phrase.
Was it deliberate?
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