"The antidote," said Jing Jiu.
Xiao He knew that she couldn't play any tricks with such a person.
Feeling remorseful, she took out a medicine pouch from her belt with her left hand and handed it over.
Jing Jiu took the medicine pouch and threw it to Zhao Layue, continuing to ask, "What's your position in Bulao Lin?"
Xiao He was a very smart girl, so she didn't dare to hesitate and answered, "I'm in the middle level, but I'm highly valued."
From some details, Jing Jiu was sure that she was the superior of the man in black. The only doubt was that her Cultivation state was obviously lower than that man's.
"Why?"
"Because I can deceive anyone … except for you."
Xiao He said to him seriously, "I really don't understand why you can see through me."
"Xiao He of Ying City is a female practitioner with a vicious temperament. This is one layer of disguise, but in fact, you are a seductive vixen, which is another layer of disguise. Only by tearing apart these two layers of disguise can we find that you are a weak, innocent, and pure girl. But who could think that this is still a layer of disguise?"
Zhao Layue took the antidote and said, "But as long as I am not confused by external things, how can I deceive the Brilliant Sword Heart?"
Xiao He dropped her tears and asked, "Who are you?"
Jing Jiu didn't answer her question, but said directly, "I want you to do something for me."
Xiao He's eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that she was hesitating. After a while, she finally raised her head and asked in a trembling voice, "What is it?"
"Next year or even later, you will meet a person. No matter what he wants to do, I want you to help him."
Jing Jiu said, "If you can do this, I will help you leave Bulao Lin."
Hearing this, Xiao He's eyes brightened, but then dimmed quickly.
She really wanted to leave Bulao Lin, but how could she leave Bulao Lin, a terrible place?
Especially the mysterious background of Bulao Lin. Though she wasn't clear about it, she knew that a swordsman couldn't resist him.
She said sadly, "I can't believe you."
Jing Jiu said, "You can only believe me."
Xiao He asked, "Then how can you trust me?"
Jing Jiu said, "I believe in your ability."
After saying this, he took her left hand.
The silver bracelet silently moved from his wrist to her wrist and could not be taken off anymore.
Zhao Layue's gaze fell on the bracelet.
She had always been curious about Jing Jiu's bracelet.
She herself once had a bracelet that had accompanied her for many years.
After arriving at Shenmo Peak, she found out that it was the Thoughtless Sword that Martial Granduncle Jingyang had left for her.
What about Jing Jiu's bracelet? Could it also be a peerless famous sword?
Why did he put the bracelet on the hand of a fox demon he had just met?
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…
Feeling the cold touch coming from her wrist, Xiao He felt extreme fear again.
The bracelet was even more frightening than the other person's eyes, and it was even more frightening than the fear that Bulao Lin had brought to her.
She didn't know what the bracelet was, but she had a strong feeling that if she thought about going back on her agreement with the other person, the bracelet would cut her into two pieces — not only her hand and wrist, but every part of her body, even her soul.
Xiao He's face was very pale, and she said with a fearful expression, "How can I know … who is the person you are talking about?"
"You will know when you see him."
Jing Jiu picked up the jasmine flower on her temple and put it in his sleeve.
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Not long after Xiao He left, the coercion in the night sky also gradually disappeared.
The sea wind poured into the ruined temple, making a whistling sound.
Jing Jiu walked to the cliff's edge and looked at the dark West Sea, remaining silent for a long time.
He didn't think about anything except looking at the sea, because he would leave in a few days, and he wouldn't come back for many years in the foreseeable future.
Zhao Layue came up behind him and asked, "You have been killing people for two years just to make Bulao Lin notice us?"
"That's right, because I want to find them."
Without turning his head, Jing Jiu said, "Of course, these two years have also been for cultivation."
Zhao Layue asked, "Do you suspect that Bulao Lin has something to do with Senior Granduncle's failure in ascension?"
Jing Jiu said, "First of all, it's not necessarily a failure; secondly, it's impossible to determine the relationship now."
Zhao Layue asked, "Who do you think will come to find her?"
Jing Jiu said, "I hope she won't see that person."
Zhao Layue asked, "Have you finished your work?"
Looking at the West Sea in the night sky, Jing Jiu thought of Bulao Lin, Liangwang Peak, and Liu Shisui, and said, "I haven't seen that person yet."
Zhao Layue was a bit surprised and asked, "Isn't she the person you want to see? Is it really Xiwang Sun? "
Yes, the person Jing Jiu wanted to see was Xiwang Sun, the host of the Four-Seas Banquet.
The problem was that one could only see this person after participating in the Four-Seas Banquet and winning one of the four competitions.
Jing Jiu looked at the depths of the West Sea and suddenly asked, "Is it difficult to learn chess?"
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On the day of the Four-Seas Banquet, many activities were held in Haizhou City, including Top Courtesans patrolling the streets, acrobatic troupes invited from Yang County, and, of course, opera performances. Residents of Haizhou came out of their houses, and it was very lively. The food vendors laughed happily, but the soldiers in charge of security couldn't.
This was the world of mortals, and the real Four-Seas Banquet was held in the Lonely Mountain outside Haizhou. Since early morning, the sky was illuminated by sword lights and treasures from time to time. Cultivators arrived one after another. Of course, most of the cultivators were not in a high state, so they had to take carriages from Haizhou City.
The warm sea breeze was blowing on the green trees on the Lonely Mountain. If it weren't for the white cloud in the blue sky, it would be a bit hot today. Miraculously, no matter how the sea breeze blew, the white cloud never moved and accurately cast its shadow on the Lonely Mountain, bringing coolness to the participants.
On the seashore side of the Lonely Mountain, there were more than a dozen pavilions scattered in picturesque disorder.
Cultivators wandered among them, enjoying the sea view and talking in low voices. From time to time, they looked up at the cloud in the sky.
The cloud was very thick, looking like a mass of thick white mist. Sword lights and green smoke could be vaguely seen in the cloud, and the eaves could be vaguely seen.
This was the important place of the Western Sea Sword School — the Cloud Terrace.
The important figures of various sects had been taken to the Cloud Terrace, and the guests of the Four-Seas Banquet would also be taken to the Cloud Terrace. However, not many people could see Xiwang Sun with their own eyes.
Some of the towers in Lonely Mountain were used for sightseeing, some for listening to the waves, and some for cultivators to meditate. There were a few towers that were obviously larger, surrounded by white curtains that moved with the sea breeze. Many cultivators gathered there, either softly exclaiming, or even applauding.
The main activity of the Four-Seas Banquet was taking place here — the competition for treasures through zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were still far away from the terrace, but they were discovered by some people with ulterior motives.
They didn't wrap their heads and faces with gray cloths, but the conical hats on their heads were still very conspicuous.
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