Chapter 17:

After Sima Jiao left the pool and returned to Bailuya's residence, he did not deliberately deal with the moisture on his body, but as he walked, the moisture evaporated naturally, as if there was some flame burning on his body.
His face was gloomy, his brows furrowed, and there were thin bloodshot eyes in his dark eyes. Bailu Cliff, where many spirit beasts lived, fell into a dead silence at this time. Any living creature with spirituality can feel some kind of oppression, and subconsciously kept quiet. The white deer in the mountains fell on the ground and shivered, flying above the cloud peak. The white crane fell into the pine forest and did not dare to fly again, only looking at the palace in the center of Bailuya.
Inside the hall, Sima Jiao's pale palm touched the entire jade-paved ground in the hall, and instantly crimson flames gushed from his palm and spread to the surroundings. Almost instantly, the hard jade began to melt as if ice met fire, but in a moment, a large pool was dissolved in the center of the jade. Sima Jiao stood by the pool, stretched out his five fingers and grabbed it out of the window. The white mist on the Bailu Cliff surged and poured back into the empty pool. When the white mist gathered in the pool, it became cold. The chilly pool water.
Sima Jiao was still wearing that suit, stepped into the cold water and buried himself under the water.
Liao Tingyan, who was bathing in the open-air flower pond, stopped singing, and suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to rise, even the white mist on the surface of the water before was much less. There was a kind of stagnant silence in the air, and the spirit flower beside him had no wind, and a lot of petals fell on the water.
She scratched her face and continued to take a bath and sing. After taking a bath, she went back to the room and went to sleep. To be honest, Bailuya was much more comfortable than the central tower. The various furnishings in the room were very beautiful, and the bed was especially comfortable. She just had a bit of opinion on the rose-red bed curtain. She was lying down. On the oversized bed with flowers clustered like clouds, and then pulling down the exquisite rose curtain, it always feels very coquettish.
Liao Tingyan thought that Brother Dahei should be full at night and wouldn't come over for supper in the middle of the night, so he closed the doors and windows. Who knows that she was woken up in a daze at night, not by Da Hei, but by cold. It seemed that someone had blown the air outlet of the refrigeration and air conditioner towards her head, awakening her alive.
It was raining outside, the windows were wide open, the door was open, and a man was lying beside her. Liao Tingyan didn't yell out, and almost bit her tongue, because she felt it out from the hand of the hair. This is the boss Sima Jiao who has mastered her current life.
The ancestor didn't know when he came over, so he just lay on her bed for granted. Although he didn't take off his clothes, Liao Tingyan always wondered if he had any thoughts about him. Yaoshou, I ran to her bed in the middle of the night to lie down, maybe I wanted to sleep with her! She held her breath in the dark to look at the person lying next to her, feeling the chilly breath of him, thinking that he was like frozen pork that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and that he was like a dead person, and she felt strange.
After hesitating for a while, she quietly reached out and touched her ancestor's hand. It was cold, and she touched it like this, and the ancestor did not respond. She touched it again, but still didn't respond. Now Liao Tingyan's scalp was cold, she half-sit up and carefully observed Sima Jiao next to her. He closed his eyes, his cheeks were lifelessly pale in the dark, and he could not hear his breath.
Will it be dead? Liao Tingyan was jumped by this thought, and immediately felt impossible again, hesitating to press his hand on his chest.
There is a heartbeat, although it is very slow, but there is. Fortunately, not dead. Liao Tingyan relaxed, continued to lie back, picked up the quilt on the side and covered himself, and continued to close his eyes and prepare to sleep.
When she was about to fall asleep, Sima Jiao, who was like a dead man, suddenly asked: "Are you going to sleep like this?"
Liao Tingyan woke up in a spirited spirit, cleared his throat, and replied hesitantly: "Master... also cover the quilt?"
Sima Jiao: "..."
He didn't answer, only felt that the woman next to him pulled up the quilt and covered him, and waited to see if he had any other reaction. After finding that he hadn't spoken, she was all right and ready to sleep on her own.
Sima Jiao didn't quite understand. In Gengchen Immortal Mansion, no one is not afraid of him, just looking at the respected master Qianlu, who is mostly guilty and wary of him, and there are some fears that Shi Qianqi himself does not want to admit, but the person next to him, It seems to be afraid of many things, but the horror is all on the surface, like the fear of a mortal being startled by a ghost, not the fear of death in the bottom of his heart.
She said that being afraid of the dead is not a fake, but facing him, a person who can kill people casually, it is really unpredictable to be able to fall asleep next to him so peacefully. Sima Jiao knew that he was unpredictable in the eyes of others, and the person next to him was equally strange and unpredictable to him.
Tonight he felt a splitting headache again, which made him irritated and wanted to kill. There were only two of them in Bailuya, so he came over, but he stood by the bed and watched for a long time. Seeing that she slept so ignorantly, the boiling killing intent disappeared somehow. Some, feeling a headache again, just lay down beside them. He still remembered that when he was lying next to this man in the central tower, he rarely had a good night's sleep.
He thought about how she would react when she woke up, or frightened and trembling, and then unable to fall asleep; or, like those who had other thoughts before, approached him and exposed her inner desires. But he didn't expect that this guy was taken aback, and then went on to sleep if nothing happened, as if it was normal for him to lie beside her in the middle of the night.
Sima Jiao is very unreasonable. He is annoying and has many problems. He is uncomfortable lying there, so he will get up and shake Liao Tingyan next to him.
"Get up, don't sleep."
Liao Tingyan: ... ancestors, what are you going to do? If you don’t get enough sleep, you can easily have dark circles under your eyes. Please be considerate of the beauty's love of her beauty!
She barely picked up her spirits to deal with this suddenly crazy ancestor. Because the label given to him in my heart was neurotic, no matter what he did, Liao Tingyan accepted it well. At this moment, she sat up shaking and inhaled and asked the ancestor: "Master, what's the problem?"
Sima Jiao: "How can you still sleep."
Liao Tingyan: "Ah, why can't I sleep?"
Sima Jiao: "I am here."
Liao Tingyan: "In fact, it's not very cold after covering the quilt."
Liao Tingyan looked at his expression, and then realized what he meant. He meant "You can sleep with a murderer like Lao Tzu next to you?!" instead of "I'm like an open refrigerator next to you. Can you still sleep?"
However, this is not the first time. He slept like a pillow last time. Did she say something? She wants to show her inner conflict, but is she to blame for the quality of sleep?
In short, Liao Tingyan could not sleep this night. She has a low cultivation base almost equal to nothing. She can’t compare to the big boss Sima Jiao. She was so sleepy late at night that she was forced to sit on the bed with her eyelids and stare at each other. The Big Black Snake brother came over in the middle of the night to prepare a supper and saw them both. The main reason was that he saw Sima Jiao sitting on the bed, turned his head in fright, and ran away, not thinking about supper.
The next day, Sima Jiao went to Lingyan Mountain again. Liao Tingyan did not forget to bring cushions and umbrellas this time, but unfortunately it was useless, because a high platform has been specially built there to watch the battle for the master and the head, not only has a soft couch where you can sit and rest, There is food. Liao Tingyan found a problem. The food in it was his favorite. But after eating two meals outside, everyone's preferences are all touched. She only froze for a moment, and sat down beside Sima Jiao, pretending that she hadn't found anything.
And Sima Jiao, looking at today's Lingyan Mountain Terrace, suddenly lifted his lips and smiled. In the past, the Lingyan Mountain Terrace was full of elite disciples. Today, there are many ordinary disciples who don't know why. Obviously, these are the victims prepared by the masters of the veins for their juniors. How many people who died, as long as they were not dead, their own precious children, what did it matter? The power they had made them only need to say a word, and most of them were willing to sacrifice for them.
With a smile on his face, Master Qianli said to Sima Jiao: "Master, today is still the same as yesterday."
Sima Jiao: "No, a hundred people are fighting to death today."
Shi Qianli replied yes, his gaze glanced over Liao Tingyan who was sitting beside him, and said: "Then let the disciples start."
Many of the disciples underneath today came from small branches. He specially ordered many Qinggutian disciples to be among them, and this was a temptation. Regarding Sima Jiao's behavior to tolerate a woman by his side, he had some doubts and speculations in his heart. Today's little temptation was directed at Sima Jiao, and it was also directed at the little disciple Liao Tingyan who seemed to be no stranger.
This woman can watch other lives and deaths with cold eyes, and follow this cruel Sima Jiao, but she doesn't know if it is her turn to stop Sima Jiao, and once she stops, what Sima Jiao will do.
Shi Qianli was there to make up for the big show. Unfortunately, Liao Tingyan didn’t see who was on the stage at all. She was not the original Liao Tingyan, and she had only met Master Dongyang a few times. Let alone other people, if you are a little more familiar, I'm afraid it is Qing Gu Tian who is responsible for welcoming and sending the children and the little steward who is responsible for managing the food in the warehouse. Originally, the original Liao Tingyan, after entering Qinggutian, stayed in and out, and rarely interacted with the same door. I am afraid that she is here now and can't recognize the following Qinggutian disciples.
When the fight started below, Liao Tingyan, who hadn't slept for a day, gradually got heavier eyelids, and fell asleep unconsciously on the soft couch.
Shi Qianli thought about her from time to time, and saw her slowly sliding down and sitting down, dozing off in full view. Sima Jiao was already noticeable. She was by Sima Jiao's side, and of course she couldn't do without attention. Seeing her collapsed and really asleep, everyone looked a little strange. Sima Jiao didn't look at the bottom anymore, and looked at her with an eyebrow. The couch they were sitting on was not very big. Liao Tingyan lay down and automatically found a comfortable sleeping position. She put her head on Sima Jiao's lap.
Big bosses headed by the head: "!!!"
Sleeping on the lap of the Great Demon King Ji Zang Daojun, how dare you! The ignorant is really fearless. Shi Qianli looked at Sima Jiao quietly for a moment, and waited to see how he would react. Do you throw people off the steps impatiently, or break your neck? Look at this expression, be a little more impatient, and based on his understanding of Sima Jiao, he should kick her out.
Sima Jiao stretched out his hand and pulled out his sleeves that was pillowed by Liao Tingyan, ignoring her, letting her put her head on her lap, neither anger nor madness. The senior officials of Gengchen Immortal Mansion could see clearly, and their consternation almost broke through their dignified and gentle faces.
The stone hammer, that difficult master Cizang Daojun, really fell in love with a woman.