There was silence in the forest for a moment, only to see Hua Wuying standing not far away, and began to look at Bai Caiwei with a frightening gaze, she slowly spoke, and said slowly: "Antidote, I want an antidote." ”

Bai Caiwei looked at Hua Wuying blankly, and asked puzzledly, "What antidote?" I don't know what you're talking about. ”

The corners of Hua Wuying's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he snorted coldly: "What's wrong with him these days, do you think I won't be able to see it?"

After speaking, the cold slender silk thread trembled on Hua Wuying's fingertips, and she seemed to be tightening the thousand-year-old cold silk in her hand at any time, cutting Bai Caiwei's neck until the blood overflowed and her body was in a different place.

"He became domineering and irritable, cold and arrogant, this is not the original Leng Jiuming, let alone the Leng Jiuming I know without a shadow. Unless it's poisoning, he will never do this, and along the way, no one else can do anything but you, and there has been such a big change in just a few days, you want to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

Hua Wuying's cold voice revealed a dangerous aura, and the words that were slowly asked, slightly raised and dragged out in a long tone, making Bai Caiwei feel the danger slowly approaching her little by little.

There was a tumultuous sound in the forest, and the wind blew, and the dead leaves on the ground fluttered and flew, and passed through the red clothes that were as red as blood, and in an instant they were turned into crumbs and scattered in all directions.

Hua Wuying stood still and didn't move, but the energy on her body surged around her body, and from her expression, it seemed that Bai Caiwei would not be allowed to deny it, no matter what rebuttal and justification, it was useless to her.

The wind passed, and then quieted down, Bai Caiwei looked a little helpless, sighed, and said slowly: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, the relationship between you is too close, of course you will know if he has any changes." ”

Bai Caiwei admitted it, so she no longer concealed it, and said with a smile: "What you said is right, it is indeed me who did my hands and feet, and the poisonous scream will not leave." The person who is inseparable will first become confused, irritable and irritable, and then it will make people more indifferent and ruthless, and in the end, he will only have me in his heart, like an addiction, and he can no longer leave me, and he can no longer leave me. ”

is a "non-separation", Bai Caiwei's tone suddenly became very gentle when she talked about this non-separation, as if she had already foreseen the end of Leng Jiuming never leaving her again.

Bai Caiwei looked at Hua Wuying with a smile, her face was conceited, as if she was not under control at the moment, as if the thousand-year-old cold silk wrapped around her neck that could make her fatal at any time no longer existed, she continued to say slowly: "Do you know why it is called 'non-leaving'? Senior brother can't do without it, and he can't do without me, except for me, no one can make the same inseparable, let alone make an inseparable antidote." Because inseparability is to fight poison with poison, only inseparability is its own antidote, and this inseparability is that there are ninety-nine eighty-one kinds of poisonous weeds, which take nine hundred and eighty-one hours to refine, and every hour has a taste, and the order or hour must not be wrong. ”

Seeing that Hua Wuying's face changed, Bai Caiwei was even more proud, showing off to introduce Hua Wuying to her.

Without missing half a minute of Hua Wuying's ever-changing expression, Bai Caiwei chuckled, pointed to the thousand-year-old cold silk wrapped around her neck, and asked Hua Wuying casually: "What if you know now?" It's too late, now the senior brother has already distinguished right from wrong, and I am the senior sister who makes him care more and more. ”

The corners of Hua Wuying's mouth twitched, not knowing how to answer Bai Caiwei's words.

"Now, do you still want to kill me? Kill me, if you don't leave, my brother will die, I guess you can't bear it. Besides, although I really like my brother, I am different from you, and I only need him to obey me. Bai Caiwei stared at Hua Wuying's eyes, the smile on her face was even stronger, she knew that for the sake of Leng Jiuming, Hua Wuying would never dare to hurt her today.

"You don't like it, you're going to ruin him. The cold thousand-year-old cold silk was relaxed little by little, Hua Wuying's hands were trembling, her face was still ugly, but the chill on her body had already receded, and a pair of cold eyes stared directly at Bai Caiwei, and asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Bai Caiwei saw that Hua Wuying had put away the thousand-year-old cold silk, and repeated Hua Wuying's questioning, but there was an indescribable mockery in her tone, and there was a hint of imperceptible loss in the mockery.

"The master said that I was very talented, so she would accept me as a disciple and pass on her mantle, but she praised Leng Jiuming in front of me again and again, saying that if Leng Jiuming was her disciple, she would never be so incompetent and not grow up. Speaking of these past events buried deep in her heart, Bai Caiwei frowned slightly.

"I am a child adopted by the master, I respect her and love her, but she scolds me again and again because of a person named Leng Jiuming, belittles me, I know that if it weren't for my talent being favored by the master, she would never adopt me and teach me, because I have worked thousands of times harder to specialize, but no matter what I do, in the eyes of the master, I can't compare to Leng Jiuming after all. Do you understand what it feels like? You say that I ruined Leng Jiuming, but how could it not have been him who ruined me?"

"Doesn't the master have a good eye for him? doesn't the master think that I am inferior to him everywhere? I just want to prove to the master that I, Bai Caiwei, will never be inferior to Leng Jiuming, in the master's heart, there should not be only him Leng Jiuming, and I, Bai Caiwei, will always be just a foil!" Bai Caiwei finished speaking, flicked her sleeves fiercely, and hammered a fist on the trunk beside her.

Hua Wuying listened silently and did not speak.

It seemed that she had said the resentment that had been buried deep in her heart for many years, Bai Caiwei was a lot more relaxed, but after a while, she calmed down, looked in the direction of Lin Wai, and said to Hua Wuying: "Hua Wuying, let's go back, otherwise Senior Brother will be in a hurry." ”

In the words just now, he still hated Leng Jiuming to the core, and now he smiled and affectionately called Leng Jiuming his senior brother, a trace of cold light crossed the bottom of Hua Wuying's eyes, and Bai Caiwei had already taken the lead in turning around and walking away quickly in the direction when she came out.

Even if she left her back to Hua Wuying, Bai Caiwei didn't worry about what Hua Wuying would do to her at all, so she had already pinched Hua Wuying's weakness in her hands, and Leng Jiuming was Hua Wuying's weakness. With Leng Jiuming in his hand, Hua has no shadow to cast a mouse taboo, and he will never dare to act rashly.

Hua Wuying really didn't move, she was holding the thousand-year-old cold silk tightly in her hand, and the figure standing still seemed to be trembling, and the cold killing intent in her eyes was gloomy. Although there were countless emotions churning in his heart, he was still forced down at the moment when he was on the verge of exploding.

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