Chapter 27
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"Your master didn't teach you etiquette and rules, so I'll teach you. Don't be rude and bark everywhere like an uneducated beast."
Yuan Yongzhi's face turned green and white. "You're just a trash that has been played by Eldest Shixiong. How dare you —!" Injecting spiritual power into his hand, he suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed at Ye Yunlan.
Ye Yunlan didn't dodge, only using his sword.
His hand holding the sword was pale and slender, only lightly covering the hilt, as if he wasn't holding a sword, but a flower, a leaf, or a feather.
His expression was calm, even showing a bit of boredom.
The Missing Shadow Sword drew out a dim sword light.
It wasn't fierce, nor was it sharp.
But it couldn't be avoided.
When the tip of the sword was pressed against Yuan Yongzhi's neck, Yuan Yongzhi felt both fear and disbelief.
His sword had fallen to the ground.
A sense of death penetrated his limbs and bones, filling his heart and spleen, making him feel like he was already a dead man.
This person didn't use spiritual power. Yuan Yongzhi thought in despair.
Without spiritual power, it was still so powerful. He couldn't imagine how high the other's level of swordsmanship was.
With such swordsmanship, he had never heard of this person's name before.
The person in front of him was still breathtakingly beautiful.
But Yuan Yongzhi felt fear.
Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.
That person walked behind him, the long sword changed from straight to horizontal on his neck.
There was a faint fragrance floating on the other's body, like the fragrance of red spider lilies coming from the end of the Yellow Springs.
He heard his heart beating like a drum, shaking his eardrums.
The fear of death and uncontrollable desire came together. The airflow in his meridians was chaotic, hitting his body until it swelled and hurt, like it was about to explode.
He wanted to gasp for air, but it was hard to breathe.
He wanted to run away, but his legs were trembling and powerless.
He heard that person's cold voice in his ear.
"Take me to see Shen Shu."
—
In a dark and damp cell, only a little light from the setting sun shone in from the window high up.
Shen Shu was chained to the wall. Most of his body was immersed in the darkness, only a small part of his face was immersed in the setting sun.
The half of his narrow eyes exposed in the setting sun were extremely dark, as if even light couldn't enter them.
Blood dripped on the ground, forming a pool of blood.
The shadow on the ground was slowly twisting.
He suddenly heard the sound of a lock being unlocked.
A disciple opened the door.
The strong light shone into the cell, and the shadow on the ground stopped moving.
The disciple came over with a bowl of medicine that emitted an unpleasant and bitter smell. "Come, drink this medicine and try its effects."
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