"What are you holding me for?"

The pain came and went quickly, and she was sweating all over, and she sat on the bed like a dehydrated fish.

Xiang Yao pinched a strand of hair, and looked at Sikong Yang in the mirror with cruel eyes.

"I hate the affectionate way he looks."

Yes? His reason was a little unexpected for Tantaixia.

"You hate him, so shouldn't you take revenge on him?"

She said this very smoothly, without any hesitation and tangled pause.

Xiang Yao listened to her words, her cruel appearance faded a little, and there was surprise in her eyes: "Aren't you husband and wife?" ”

Tan Taixia rolled her eyes angrily, "Have you ever seen a husband who can't even tell your own lady?" You see, he can also be so affectionate to others. ”

"Hey." She was not angry with the person who had tied her up, she pointed to her thirsty and smoky throat and said, "Since your purpose is not my life, can you give me some water?" It's more important that I stay alive. ”

"Come and drink it yourself." Xiangyao poured a glass of water into the celadon cup, and continued to look at the three people shopping in the mirror.

Her legs were so sore that she hammered it hard, tried it a few times, and finally let it get out of its noodle-like state for a while, and moved it to the table little by little.

The water was the most ordinary cool white boil, she picked up the cup and drank it all, the cold water moistened her hot throat, and she let out a comfortable sigh.

Xiangyao glanced at her, and looked at Sikong Yang in the mirror with bitter hatred.

After pouring three or four glasses of water in a row, he felt that he had come back to life.

After she followed Xiangyao and looked at the mirror for a while, she felt very bored, and she asked tentatively: "You tell me your plan, I promise to cooperate with you." ”

"Huh." Xiang Yao sneered, and he glanced at Taixia: "Are you a fool to me?" ”

Tantai Xia shook his head, sighed, and persuaded bitterly: "Don't hide it, Sikong Yang and I are not only not as you see, on the contrary, we are still enemies, more than ten years ago, he killed my whole family." ”

When he heard this, he finally focused his attention from the mirror on Taixia, and he asked suspiciously: "He killed your whole family, why did he keep you alive." ”

When Tantai Xia saw that he had taken the bait, he put on a face full of righteous indignation: "Because this person is too arrogant!" He was sure that even if I stayed, he wouldn't be able to take revenge, and he deliberately put me by his side, watching me worry all day long, this big devil! ”

She originally firmly believed that this statement would definitely attract the approval of the young man, but she didn't expect his suspicion to deepen a little, "Sikong Yang was already an immortal in the Mahayana period more than ten years ago, and he could see if you had a spirit bone or not, even if he didn't kill you, you would die in a few decades." ”

In and out of the words, I don't believe in the rhetoric of Taixia.

"What do I have to lie about, you also saw that I am staying by Sikong Yang's side as a mortal now."

Taixia actually guessed a little bit as to why Sikong Yang would let her go, but she didn't want to believe it.

It is also through this that she can conclude that Xiangyao and Sikong Yang should have a personal grudge, this Xiangyao's cultivation will not be very high, she can't see his cultivation, and he doesn't know her physique.

Xiang Yao stared at her eyes for a while, and Tai Xia let him stare at her impartially.

Her jade pendant was taken off when Xiangyao brought her back, the girl's round eyes opened wide, black and white eyes stared at the young man in front of him, and the clear eyes seemed to reflect the evil buried deep in his heart, and he suddenly looked away.

"Then I'll trust you for now. I ask you, why did you stay with him? ”

Yutai Xia blinked her eyes, relieved the sourness, and she replied weakly, "Can you still do it?" Find a chance to get revenge. ”

Xiangyao sneered, "Then did you succeed?" ”

She glared at him and asked rhetorically, "Guess?" ”

He didn't answer her question, continued to stare at the scene in the mirror, and sighed meaninglessly: "He is the top immortal in the Xuan Demon Continent." ”

Tan Taixia was a little annoyed by this statement, as if this sentence was spoken, and all their failures had an excuse.

"Top immortals also have shortcomings! He's a murderous boss! ”

"You know what?!"

She didn't expect this sentence to annoy Xiang Yao, his hand stretched out, clamping her neck tightly like an iron hoop, her breathing was suddenly cut off, and her face was suffocated red.

Xiang Yao's mind seemed to be trapped in a kind of memory, and he kept saying what do you know, you don't understand......

Taixia's hands kept grabbing his hands, and the sharp nails pinched the back of his white hands, leaving blood marks one after another, and Xiangyao was unmoved.

Her face turned purple, and her arms hung limply.

At this time, Xiangyao let go of his hand, he had no intention of asking for her life.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Taixia clutched her neck, scrambling to breathe in the fresh and abundant air.

"Be careful with your life if you talk nonsense, it's not as valuable as you think." Xiang Yao regained his gloomy and sympathetic appearance, and his handsome face became a little uglier.

Tantai Xia rubbed her aching neck, and her mind was still spinning rapidly.

Xiangyao hated Sikong Yang's affection, but she didn't like her saying that he was a murderous devil, and he even recognized his strength, and a terrible conjecture came to her mind.

She covered her mouth, and her eyes looked at Xiangyao uncontrollably.

Xiangyao was originally intently watching Sikong Yang's every move, but she was also stared at by her strange eyes, and goosebumps broke out all over her body.

"What are you doing!" Xiangyao was inexplicably looked at and yelled at her.

Xiangyao lost his gloomy expression, and his lustful pretense made him feel like he was like a little cat with immature paws scratching people.

She withdrew her gaze, and a storm stirred up in her heart, and her mind was irrepressibly reminded of some of the scripts she had read before.

"Hey! What are you thinking? Her gaze was so strange that Xiangyao always felt hairy in her heart.

"Nothing." It was the first time she had come into contact with such a man, and she was a little excited.

Seeing the kettle on the table, she quickly picked up and poured a glass of water to cover it up.

Her stomach suddenly gurgled, her eyes rolled, and she clutched her stomach and screamed.

"I'm so hungry, I'm going to starve to death......"

Xiangyao pursed her lips, glared at her, took out a porcelain bottle from the storage ring she was carrying, and smashed it in front of her with a "bang".

"Bigu Dan."

She had admired it for a long time, and when she finally saw its true body, she picked it up very carefully.

Uncorked and nothing else, she closed one eye and looked inside at the bottle.

Inside were vermilion pills, particles a little larger than rice grains were crowded together, and Taixia sniffed carefully, but still didn't smell anything.

She carefully found a few in the palm of her hand.

Xiangyao couldn't get used to her grinding and chirping, snatched the porcelain bottle in her hand, grabbed her hand again, and took away the excess Bigu Dan, leaving only one for her.

"Mortals can only eat one!" He tucked the cork back and retracted the storage ring.

Taixia did not doubt that he had him, and as soon as he raised his head, he ate it when he was cold.

It doesn't taste like it's in your mouth, as if you've eaten air.

She tasted it a little, but she still didn't taste anything, but her stomach did feel full.

Taixia originally wanted to use the meal time to make another set of words, but now this plan has come to naught.

But she couldn't give up.

"What kind of enmity do you have with him? How does it compare to mine? Do you want to kill him too? She talked to him in a casual manner, trying not to care about the answer to the question.

Xiangyao watched Sikong Yang put food on the "Taixia", and wiped the rice grains from the corners of her mouth with a smile on the corner of her mouth, the teacup she was playing with in her hand broke all of a sudden, and a handful of powder slowly fell on the table from his clenched palm.

Yutai Xia swallowed.

"Huh? What did you just ask me? Xiangyao not only did not get angry, but also put on a kind smile.

His smile was even more terrifying, and Taixia trembled, not daring to speak.

Xiang Yao looked at his glasses a few more times, and felt that it was really boring, and as soon as he waved his hand, the mirror turned into an ordinary copper mirror, reflecting the things on the bed.

He stood up, walked to the window, and pushed it open.

Only then did she know that they had never left in the city, and the hustle and bustle outside the window suddenly entered her ears, and she had a feeling of being in a different world.

"Do you want to hear about my grudge with Sikong Yang?"

Is this a choice she can have? Tan Taixia looked at his back with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, thinking to himself that Xiangyao had no intention of giving her a chance to refuse.

"Maybe you've heard about Sikong Yang's bloodbath of the famous Sun family a few years ago, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, I'll tell you again."

His voice was very soft, but he heard it all word for word.

"This matter, to start from sixty years ago, at that time, the Sun family was not a famous family, they lived in a village, sunrise and daily income, every year guarding dozens of acres of land, calculating to live, when there was a bumper harvest you can buy two more pieces of cloth, natural disasters can only sigh, never thought about finding another way out, and did not think about whether they can cultivate immortals, this day, a person came to the village, the villagers were very warm reception to him, they have never walked out of the village in their lives, just ask that person, what is the outside world like, that person said a lot, which made some young children moved, including the first generation of the Sun family. ”

His voice was soft and slow, and the story was unfocused, and her eyes slowly closed as she listened, and her hands involuntarily rested on her chin, drowsy.

“…… He achieved great success, and all the people in the village became his sacrifices, and no one escaped, all because of the arrival of that person. ”