Chapter 444: Longing for Xiang Liu
Chapter 444: Longing for Xiang Liu
"Xiaoyao, wait a minute"
Yingliu pulled Xiaoyao behind Tianma.
"I will transform into my original form and wrap it around your wrist. You pretend to be alone and deal with her to see who is behind this."
Xiaoyao nodded.
Yingliu's figure disappeared in an instant, and a slender, soft green stem coiled around Xiaoyao's right wrist.
Xiao Yao took out the fish Dan Zi and put it in his mouth, then he went into the water and swam towards the white-masted ship.
There was a woman in purple on the boat, who led Xiaoyao aboard with a piece of silk cloth with a ballad written on it.
That was Jing's handwriting, and it was the song that Xiaoyao had sung in Chenrong Mansion.
After getting on the boat, the woman in purple asked Xiaoyao to drink the wine brewed from Yuhong grass before she would take her to see Jing.
Xiao Yao smelled it and found that it was indeed wine brewed from Jade Red Grass. It was neither poison nor a drug. The gods would feel dizzy and weak after drinking it, and they would be fine after a good sleep.
The stem between the wrists extended a small tentacle and touched Xiaoyao's wrist, indicating that she could drink.
Xiaoyao raised her head and finished drinking.
"Where's Jing? Take me to see her. Also, who are you?"
The woman in purple sailed away into the distance.
Xiaoyao lay weakly on the deck.
No matter how she pressed the issue, the woman in purple refused to say a word.
The ship reached the depths of the sea, and all that could be seen was sea, without even the shadow of land.
The woman in purple pulled the piece of silk from Xiaoyao's collar and crushed it together with the purple fish on her neck.
Xiaoyao already had some guesses in her mind, but still had a glimmer of hope, so she asked
"Where's Jing?"
The woman in purple laughed and she carried Xiaoyao into a thick crystal coffin.
"Tu Shanjing is dead! I am sending you to see him now! This ship is already taking on water, and it will soon sink to the bottom of the sea, and you will be taken to the bottom of the sea in the coffin. I am just a killer, following orders. The employer has made specific requirements. No blood can be seen, but he wants you to disappear completely and forever, so that not even a hair of yours can be found."
The woman in purple prepared to close the coffin lid.
"You can imagine how much your employer hates you, that he doesn't even allow a strand of your hair to exist. However, this is the only way to really leave no trace, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with the new and old Kings of Xiyan."
After hearing this, Xiaoyao finally gave up and looked at the sky with sadness in her eyes.
Just as the coffin lid was about to close, a stem stretched out from the gap and suddenly lifted the lid off.
The woman in purple subconsciously tried to escape, but was entangled. Before her sharp claws touched the stems, she was strangled by the neck and dragged backwards.
A devilish female voice sounded.
"Who allowed you to leave? Come back and explain clearly."
The woman in purple was forced to turn around, and the crystal coffin floated on the sea like a feather. Beside the coffin stood a woman in yellow, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, her eyebrows and white teeth reflected her rosy face, her extremely beautiful features with a hint of charm between her eyebrows, she was so stunningly beautiful, but it made the woman in purple feel cold in her heart, and her body trembled uncontrollably with fear.
"Sir, please spare my life."
Ying Liu did not deliberately hide her identity. As soon as she released her stem and touched the man, she began to absorb the spiritual energy from the other person's body. Now it is probably empty.
The woman in purple was still entangled in the stems, and she knelt down trembling and begged for mercy.
"I really didn't know that Miss Xiling was Lord Tusi's friend. Lord Tusi, please spare my life. I will never dare to do that again."
Yingliu didn't reply, but turned around and called Xiaoyao.
The waves kept crashing, but the crystal coffin was as steady as if it was on land. Xiao Yao suppressed her grief, stood up holding the edge of the coffin, her voice cold.
"Who wants to kill me?"
The purple-clothed woman lost her spiritual power, and her explanation for being weak and afraid
"I really don't know. The other party was very careful. I could only hear his voice when we were in contact. The voice might also be fake."
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