Offering Salted Fish To Master

Sima Jiao made a new defensive weapon for Liao Tingyan. He still used a jade necklace as the base. It was a beautiful jade necklace from Yuxiang’s treasure house. This time he also melted the thunderstone heart into it. Even a lightning strike couldn’t break it.

Sima Jiao said that if she met a cultivator like Shi Qian, and couldn’t run away, she could just lie down and let him fight. The opponent would have to fight for a long time to break through the defense with all his strength.

Liao Tingyan believed that. After all, Sima Jiao took half a month to make it and changed it intermittently several times, which allowed him to spend so much time. Of course it was amazing.

Hearing what he said, Liao Tingyan grabbed the jade necklace and asked, “What about after breaking the defense?”

Sima Jiao snorted. Liao Tingyan saw that his chin was slightly raised, and his unhealed fingers were resting on his chin.

“I will be there till then. You can continue to lie down,” the ancestor was full of confidence.

However, he did have capital for it. His comprehension and strength was too high. He was strong enough to guard against heaven. If there was one Dao Lord of the Tibetans, he was the first person who deserved it.

Sima was the only one left. When he was still locked in the Three Saints mountain, he left the big guys’ battle. After he came out, he turned such a big Gengchen Xianfu upside down.

However, how could such a powerful man occasionally behave so inferiorly?

He took advantage of her to fall asleep in the middle of the night, smeared her little wood made men’s faces, painted strange things that made them look horrible, and dared to say without embarrassment, “This is more natural and beautiful.”

Bah, she woke up in the middle of the night and saw three unrecognizable puppets standing next to the bed. In an instant, her life turned into a horror movie!

Liao Tingyan doubted his aesthetics for a moment, but thinking about his choice of her, there must be no problem with his aesthetics. So he had bad drawing skills.

“Come on, these are for you to play with, you can paint as you want, don’t ruin my Xiao 1, Xiao 2 and XIao 3,” Liao Tingyan gave him a dozen blank wooden puppets. She did wood carving before. She had nothing to do, and she had carved a lot.

Sima Jiao didn’t even look at them, and only pointed out, “I made one of the puppets you mentioned.”

Liao Tingyan: “…Let’s stop talking about Xiao 3. If we have too much discussion, it is easy to quarrel.”

Sima Jiao: “What do you mean?”

He said again, “You want to quarrel with me?”

Liao Tingyan: “Why wouldn’t I quarrel with you?” A couple should often quarrel. 

Sima Jiao: “Then you quarrel with me, let me see.” His expressions were the same as when she cursed someone. He was curious and asked her to curse.

Liao Tingyan: “…I can’t find the atmosphere now, let’s talk about it next time.”

She just said that casually. She didn’t expect this ‘next time’ to come so soon.

During that period of time, they lived in Fenghua City. Shi Yuxiang had many lovers in the city. There was a wave of self-recommended pillow seats. Shi Yuxiang had fun with these people. Her private life was very chaotic. Anyway, everyone was playing. 

Among them was one of her secret lovers, a son of the palace of the Mu family, who was also known for his love. Every time he passed through Fenghua City, he had to come and spend a few days with Shi Yuxiang. This time he also came over. Liao Tingyan was taking a nap in Shi Yuxiang’s garden. When she woke up, she found a strange man sitting next to her. He touched her face ambiguously, and said some obscene words, “I heard that you haven’t looked for anyone recently. Why? Can’t those people satisfy your lewd body?” His tone was familiar and proud, and he tried to rub her chest.

Liao Tingyan crouched, kicked him out, and then completely woke up. Normally, Sima Jiao was by her side, and no one else would come without permission, so she was completely defenseless. How would she know that this person could pass the guards and come here before, because he and Shi Yuxiang had an affair? He had a wife who was very fierce.

Sima Jiao just left for a while.

“Why…what are you doing?!” Mu Gongzi’s cultivation base was not as high as her, and he cried out with pain when she kicked him. He sat up angrily and cursed.

His luck was not so good, because Sima Jiao came back at that time.

After that, what happened made Liao Tingyan have a headache and nausea whenever she thought about it. Sima Jiao laughed at that time, pressed her hand firmly, ignored her refusal, and forced her to crush the person’s head.

The touch of a human head cracking under her hand made a deep impression in her mind.

She vomited up at the time and retched on the side for a long time.

Sima Jiao didn’t understand why she reacted so strongly, “It’s just killing someone.”

Liao Tingyan knew why he didn’t understand.

They were born in different worlds. Sima Jiao felt that it was okay to kill, just as she felt that she could not kill. Their ideas were derived from the universal ideas of the world in which they lived, and they probably couldn’t recognize each other.

She understood that Sima Jiao was born in an environment where he would be killed if he didn’t kill, so she didn’t comment on his bloodthirstiness, but she just insisted on not pushing to the desperate situation and not killing people.

This time, Sima Jiao didn’t feel angry like when he faced Yue Hui last time, so he didn’t want to torture anyone. He just saw the bug he didn’t like, so he killed them easily. Liao Tingyan didn’t have time to stop him and the person died. 　　

Seeing Liao Tingyan’s reaction, Sima Jiao sat next to her and raised his eyebrows, “He offended you, and I want you to do it yourself. It’s just a small matter. I have never seen anyone have such a big reaction to murder.”

Although he knew that Liao Tingyan didn’t like killing people, he only felt that she didn’t like it, just like she didn’t like to eat a kind of sticky caramel, but if he insisted on giving it to her, she just wrinkled her nose, took a few sips of water and cursed him in her heart.

He was born in a demon cave. How could he know how difficult it was for a girl raised in a peaceful and prosperous age to accept that she killed someone? How could he understand that Liao Tingyan’s dislike of murder was completely different from what her dislike to food?

Liao Tingyan didn’t hear what he was saying at all. Her brain was full of blood that had splashed on her hand just now. Subconsciously, she felt disgust and scrubbed her hands many times.