Chapter 65: 65

Liao Tingyan was paralyzed on the bed and panted with apathetic eyes. She was kind of bad to suspect that he had kidney Qi deficiency. She was like a broken rag doll. She felt like she was a puddle of mud or a puddle of water, with all the bones gone soft.

She didn’t even know how long she had been dizzy, but after finally getting over it, her first reaction was to cover Sima Jiao’s forehead.

Sima Jiao pulled her hand down, “What are you afraid of?”

What do you mean by what I’m afraid of? Liao Tingyan had lingering fears. She was dying. It was horrible. She couldn’t bear it. She was scared. The weak, poor and helpless salted fish was about to crawl away, but Sima Jiao grabbed her leg and dragged her back.

Liao Tingyan said, “Shizu forgive me.”

Sima Jiao laughed like a mischievous young man, then said, “No mercy,” 

Liao Tingyan couldn’t figure out whether he was serious or joking. His expression was too lazy. If he was joking, it was fine. 

“Smack”

She suddenly put a cool green leaf on his forehead. This was a special product of Clear Sky Valley. It was a kind of elixir used to cleanse the mind. Liao Tingyan gave him a piece of it to calm down. He looked a bit like a zombie with a yellow talisman on his head.

Sima Jiao paused, and Liao Tingyan thought he had calmed. Who knew that he would hold the green leaf and lie on the bed while laughing. He was undressed, and fell on the messy bed with unruly hair. His appearance was very disharmonious. It was the kind of disharmony that would hang if you take a picture and post it on Weibo.

“Did you think that it’s only for the forehead, huh?” 

Liao Tingyan had a bad feeling again.

Her bad premonition came true again.

She slumped beside Sima Jiao. A pair of arms hugged her back easily. When she was floating in the sea, she wanted to catch the driftwood. This was a subconscious reaction of people.

When the squeezed dried salted fish recovered her sanity, there were still tears on her face. Her chest was shaking all the time. She didn’t know why Sima Jiao was smiling. He looked down at her, and the corners of his eyes were a little red and dark. His long hair draped over her shoulders and fell on her chest, like a water monster. He wiped the corner of her eye with cold fingers and said, “You are crying so loudly.”

You also laughed so loudly, Big Trotter.*

Liao Tingyan’s mentality collapsed, and she even wanted Sima Jiao to do it directly, so that she might have a rest in the middle, or at least she could rest for a while, so there was no room for thinking and rest was done in the special spiritual communication. 

She gave up on herself, pretended that she was dead, like “Come if you want to do the corpse”.

Sima Jiao poked her collarbone, “Um… do you think I won’t be able to do it this way?”

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Liao Tingyan’s brain was faintly hurt by these words. In order to avoid dying on the bed, she shrank into a ball, got out of with extraordinary agility, rolled out of the bed, and quickly grabbed the door.

Sima Jiao in the room laughed so loudly that she could hear him clearly from the outside.

Liao Tingyan gave him the middle finger.

After Sima Jiao woke up, Liao Tingyan found that the edge of the light landscape that never had a night was fading.

“Should we leave?” Liao Tingyan asked him, sitting three meters away from Sima Jiao.

Sima Jiao was already wearing his clothes. He glanced out the window thoughtfully, “It will disappear in half a day.”

Liao Tingyan thought about where they should go next, and heard Sima Jiao say, “Let’s go.”

No one knew what he was thinking. Liao Tingyan, who had walked back and forth in his spiritual palace, didn’t know too. She only knew that the ancestor seemed to be more intimate with her and preferred to hold her. She could understand that. Who didn’t want to hold a fragrant and soft girl? Anyway, as long as he didn’t engage in spiritual communication, he could hold her as he liked.

Liao Tingyan didn’t ask where they were going, she felt that no place was bad for her.

Not surprisingly, he returned to Gengchen Xianfu. Sure enough, one day later, they came to Luohe Xianfang.

This place wasn’t a city, but a square city where ordinary people and cultivators lived together. It was the most fringe area of ​​Gengcheng Xianfu and the first stop to enter the boundary of Gengcheng Xianfu. Luohe divided the boundary of Gengchen Xianfu from the outside world. It was like a dividing line.

Luohe Xianfang was fortunate enough to add the word “Xian” to its name because of Gengchen Xianfu. In fact, it was more inclined to Mortal Square City. (Xian- immortal)

There were very few monks. Even if there were cultivators living there, most of them were small cultivators who were excluded, or their cultivation base wasn’t high. These cultivators hadn’t much status in the outer palace of Gengcheng Xianfu, but in such a small marginal city, they were extremely noble.

When Liao Tingyan and Sima Jiao were walking in Luohe Xianfang together, they saw a group of vicious guards clearing the road. They drove everyone to stand on the side of the road. The battle was very big.

Of course they couldn’t be driven to the side of the road, because Sima Jiao’s cultivation was so high that even if his injuries weren’t healed, it was enough to kill a bunch of people. He and Liao Tingyan were sitting on the big snake, and people around automatically avoided it subconsciously. The guards who came to clean up the road didn’t avoid them.

Liao Tingyan turned his head to see who was behind. Sima Jiao glanced at her, tapped the big black snake on the head with his fingers, and the big black snake slowed down, twisting at the speed of a tortoise on the street.

A dozen people in the distance carried a sedan chair like a small house, followed by a series of maids. At first, Liao Tingyan thought it must be a very powerful person, but found that the middle-aged man sitting in the sedan chair was a foundation-building cultivator.

She had seen too many big guys from all walks of life, but she didn’t expect that she could be regarded as a big guy. Oh yes, because of the double cultivation, her cultivation level had reached a higher level.

Although very powerful, Liao Tingyan still thought it was useless to consider it seriously. With the ancestor by her side who could fight all of them, she had a fraction of that power. Even if they provoked the other party, Sima Jiao was there. So she did everything she wanted lazily with peace of mind.

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