Her voice was extremely calm, yet it truly contained a hint of disdainful murderous intent.
Baili An's heart shuddered, and his scalp followed with a severe tingle.
The feelings of you chosen sons of heaven are indeed very strange. Could it be that you're also engaged in a love-hate game?
But to be fair, judging by the way Su Jing and Ying Xiu got along on Ghost Mountain.
Her disdain and murderous intent were definitely not just talk.
What was even more eerie was that it wasn't just her, but also that crazed, dreamy Miss Yin...
If Baili An remembered correctly, that girl seemed to have never deigned to give him a glance.
It seems that for the past two hundred years, fighting over a man has just been for play.
Baili An felt a headache coming on.
"Speaking of which, don't you think that little girl today resembles someone?" Su Jing did not continue to reveal the past story, but changed the topic, her voice lowering, somewhat stern, "Or should I say, she resembles a demon."
