Feng Yan had to re-examine the threat from the flawed in front of her—it was obviously more tricky than all the situations she had thought of before.

"Let's go and help my mother pick up the medicine," she gently held Wei Xingzhen's hand and said in a low voice, "After you pick up the medicine, we'll go back." ”

"Are you really okay?"

Feng Yan glanced up at Wei Xingzhen, her eyes were a little reassuring, "Well, it's really fine." ”

Wei Xingzhen had no choice but to return to Li's table, but still closely following the situation here.

Feng Yan quickly adjusted her breathing.

Although she felt every muscle in her body tense at the moment, this moment of fear was like a spark, quickly igniting her will to resist.

Once again, she placed her hand on the wrist pillow on the table.

"It's rude...... her gaze met Flaw, without the slightest evasion, "Mr. Mei, please continue." ”

Ying Ying went to check Feng Yan's pulse again, and his face, which was always uneasy, once again resurfaced with the concentration and composure of a monk.

Feng Yan's voice was cold, "So the restraint seal you left on my hand is to restrict me from lying to you?"

"By the way things are true," she said, looking at her, "the restraint mark left on your hand is limited by me, and if I lie to you, you'll have a sense of it—and of course, for you."

Feng Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, "...... What are you doing here?"

A faint smile appeared in his eyes, and his voice was as gentle as ever, "On the one hand, I will see your sincerity, and on the other hand, I will also let you see my sincerity. If, after leaving the Realm of Dusk, you turn around and tell others my secret, there will be no need to continue today's conversation—but, since you've been tight-lipped for the past few days, I think we can sit down and talk."

Feng Yan thought she had misheard for a moment, and her throat moved slightly.

Wrong.

Wrong......

Why would she say something like "Since you've been tight-lipped for the past few days......

If the Restraint Seal on her hand was used to make sure they weren't lying to each other, then when she replied, "Did you tell anyone what I told you in the Dusk Realm?" When this question was asked, it should have been revealed - she told Wei Xingzhen the most important thing as soon as she saw her.

And Blemish Ying also made it clear just now, "You are lying".

- Then why does he still feel that he has been keeping his mouth shut for the past few days?

Wait a minute.

Is it just her own remark that "I don't plan to tell anyone about this yet-" by saying "I haven't decided to tell anyone about this yet-"?

In an instant, Feng Yan's mind was filled with lightning.

She suddenly realized the crux of the problem -

What you ask is, have you told any "people"?

That's really not - Wei Xingzhen is not human.

In an instant, fine sweat was already pouring out of Feng Yan's back, and her heartbeat was faster again.

What a thrilling coincidence......

Fortunately, he didn't tell Du Weifeng at the beginning - otherwise, I am afraid that as soon as I see a flaw today, everything will be quickly revealed.

"Don't be afraid." Blemish's voice came again, "Your heart is beating a little too fast, I don't want to scare you."

Feng Yan looked away as usual, "...... What sincerity do you want me to see?"

Bianying looked at Feng Yan, "I face the sincerity of my kind."

"I've planted the same seal of restraint on myself as you do." "While I ask you not to lie to me, I won't lie to you - that's my sincerity, and it's the cornerstone of all future potential conversations - and while it's all very risky, it seems worth it now."

Feng Yan didn't say a word.

Blemished looked at her quietly, and all the details of the person in front of him made him find very interesting.

At such an unsettling moment, Feng Yan's cheeks were only slightly reddened, making it impossible to tell whether it was the fear caused by surprise or the shyness born of nervousness......

Or is it anger born out of helplessness?

Blemish looked away again.

Looking at Feng Yan's face, it always makes him have many bad thoughts.

"But you'd better dismiss the idea of leaking our conversation altogether," Blemish smiled, her voice tinged with a blunt warning, "We'll still see each other often, but you won't be able to hide the slightest hint from my eyes."

「…… I can't hide it from your eyes, and then what?" Feng Yan's voice didn't fluctuate, she stared directly at Yingying, "What are you going to threaten me with...... My father's life?"

Blemish's eyes were half-open, "Well, you seem to have misunderstood something......

Feng Yan frowned, "Misunderstanding?"

"Even if you kill your father, what good will it do me? Let him die because of me, and therefore make you hate me forever?" She lowered her eyes and smiled, "Feng Yan, you seem to ...... Completely mistook me for a bad person."

「…… Huh."

"At least I won't use your family's lives to coerce you into doing anything—though I do." The smile on her face was heavier, "But it's boring, it's mean, and it's not the way I've always liked it."

Feng Yan waited for a while.

There was no unusual sensation in the right arm.

"yes, I didn't lie to you - by the way, I used to have a sentence that was also serious, I never lied about my medical skills, and Mei XII would not use medical skills to hurt his patients. It's hard to define what is good or bad, but if you're not a bad person, then I'm not ......."

Blemish whispered, "If I say that, will it make you feel more at ease?"

Feng Yan listened to this dumb riddle-like confession, and quickly realized that Flawed Ying had once again led the topic back to the so-called "same kind".

"Then what do you want to do if you want to take my or Xiao Qi's blood?"

"We're nowhere near enough to talk about it," Blemish whispered, "Let's talk about the Messenger first—your spirit of faith must have turned completely red by now?"

Faith Spirit ......

After a short silence, Feng Yan suddenly thought of the jade that her aunt had handed over to her before.

She frowned slightly, "Faith Spirit...... What do you mean?"

The flawed expression became quiet again.

He didn't answer Feng Yan's question, and a question with too obvious an answer didn't need to be answered.

In silence, he looked at Feng Yan's upward palm again, looking at the blush on her fingertips and the deep and shallow lines on her palm.

After a while, the voice of the flawed Ying came from his head again.

"Have you ever wondered why we are born to endure pain that others don't?"

"Being born as a human being, but not being close to the crowd, can sense the good and bad of the people around you with this gift, but the price paid is endless suffering......

"What is this pain...... What's the value?"

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