Suddenly Yin Xuezhuo was so close to her, and she could even feel his body temperature through the thin cloth, and the man’s jaw was on top of her head, his body was slightly against her, making her at a loss.
Ji Yan stiffened and didn’t dare to move, endured the strange sensations in her body, and found this situation particularly embarrassing.
She wished she could faint to death.
But Yin Xuezhuo didn’t mean to make her dizzy and continued to guide the fire in her body. He looked at the girl in his arms with his thick eyelashes hanging slightly.
The blue lines behind her ears became more and more obvious, twining upwards like vines, gleaming.
It made her profile cold and charming.
Yin Xuezhuo was unmoved by beauty, but he found that after introducing fire into her body and started absorbing he felt as if there was an invisible force pulling him, attracting him to cast his divine sense into it.
He and Ji Yan were simultaneously absorbed into his consciousness.
It was completely empty inside the space, like a wilderness, but incredibly vast, and you couldn’t see any end to it.
White light poured down on the blue sky, like a cascading river, countless blue flames flying in the air, surrounded by a thick black fog, and the blue sky and white river was a mix of light and dark, like endless darkness suddenly cut by a white light.
Stepping on the ground, Ji Yan blankly looked around.
Where is this? Isn’t she still leaning on Yin Xuezhuo? Why am I here suddenly?
“This is a small space in the Spirit Mansion.”
The deep, cold voice of Yin Xuezhuo sounded slowly behind her, it was as cold as water.
He walked to her side.
Ji Yan looked at him with surprise, she didn’t expect him to come in, but it wasn’t impossible to think of it, after all, Yin Xuezhuo had done illegal operations there just now. So it was estimated he did not know how to pound a little more, before pounding a space, right?
This spiritual house should be his spiritual house, right? She felt that she couldn’t afford to have her own “spiritual house”.
As if he knew what she was thinking, and said: “This is your spiritual palace. To be precise, it is the space in the spiritual palace spawned by the fire of the Nine Serenities. My spiritual palace is not so barren.”
He again had that disgusting tone.
His tone was too rude, Ji Yan’s brain twitched, she raised her hand and pushed him.
Unexpectedly he was pushed back by her and staggered a few steps back.
Yin Xuezhuo: “…” I was actually pushed by her?
Ji Yan: “…” I didn’t use force?
The two of them stared blankly at each other.
She looked down at her hand and then at him as if she had understood something with hindsight.
With a bold guess, she pushed Yin Xuezhuo again, fearless of death.
Once again he was pushed by her, like an ordinary person.
Yin Xuezhuo: “…”
The big demon himself seemed surprised and raised his hand to use the spell, but nothing happened even after a few strokes in the air.
Ji Yan was very happy.
~Crap this space is actually so good! To understand her quest for equality claims, actually, let Yin Xuezhuo also become the same as her?
Big devil without spells, then it is not called big devil, but the little butterfly.
Who makes him laugh at her for being useless!
Now eat the consequences!😆~
Yin Butterfly seemed a little unbelievable. He looked at his hands and narrowed his eyes at Ji Yan just in time to see her gloating expression on her face. Before she had time to restrain her expression, she was caught by him, and his expression increasingly darkened.
It was over, Yin Butterfly became angry from embarrassment!
Before he could blast, she quickly ran to his side, raised her hand and stroked his sleeves, as if she was smoothing the hair, and said earnestly. “I was just surprised at what happened before, but our first priority is to find a way out, once we go out, your spells must surely be restored.”
He glanced at her smoothing action strangely.
She resentfully withdrew her hand.
Yin Xuezhuo turned his head back again, probably taking the time to accept the reality. After a while, he muttered. “I can’t get out, we can only wait.”
Since the space of Nine Serinites Flames could seal off his power, then it was not possibly a random walk and he could leave at will.
But the space was formed for the first time, even if it could trap Yin Xuezhuo, it wouldn’t last long.
Ji Yan let out an “Oh”, and sat down angrily. Yin Xuezhuo looked at her in confusion. “What are you doing?”
“Sit down and wait, why are you standing stupidly?” She patted the position beside her, raised her hand, and successfully pulled him down without much effort. Seeing that he wanted to stand up again, she simply pressed his shoulder down. “Sit down.”
Yin Xuezhuo: “…”
His expression darkened again.
But no matter how gloomy he was, he couldn’t help himself, Ji Yan made herself very comfortable dangling her legs, feeling very bored, she enthusiastically proposed to him: “How about I sing a song for you?”
Yin Xuezhuo: “No singing!”
If you don’t want to listen, you don’t listen, Ji Yan sighed in boredom.
Yin Xuezhuo heard this long sigh and turned his head to look at her again.
He really couldn’t figure it out and didn’t understand, since when did she stop being afraid of him? She wanted to sing a song for him, wanted to touch his wings, and she dared to do something with him. Is her brain burned out by the fire?
She sat boringly, completely unaware of his gaze, and began to entertain herself by counting the number of threads on her fingers, counting her left hand followed by her right hand, looking very engaged.
When she got to the last finger, her wrist tightened, which was grabbed by Yin Xuezhuo, who also looked at her fingers and didn’t find anything interesting.
Couldn’t hold it back she laughed out loud.
Then Yin Xuezhuo stared at her again and said nothing.
She felt that it would be difficult for him to appreciate her happiness as a demon who only knows revenge. She squeezed towards him, opened her finger to him, and slowly explained: “Look, everyone’s fingers have fingerprints like this, some are spiral-like threads, some are not whirlpools, but jagged patterns. There is a folk saying that different numbers of threads and jagged patterns represent different fates…”
“For example, some people say, one snail is poor and two snails are rich, three snails and four snails sell tofu, five snails and six snails open pawn store, seven snails and eight snails are made by officials, and nine snails and ten snails enjoy the blessing. Others say that ten thread people and ten bumps are a natural pair and are bound to be born and die.”
Yin Xuezhuo: “Boring.”
Although his mouth said boring, he couldn’t help but glance at his fingers. “Thread.”
Ji Yan: “Huh??”
Yin Xuezhuo said impatiently: “I’m all threads.”
Ji Yan: Do you want to be so duplicitous? Obviously, you are very curious in your heart and still deliberately say boring.
Wait a minute.
Yin Xuezhuo fingers are all threads?