Nian Bing chuckled softly, "I'm quite aware of the things on you. Now that you can't use magic, where would you find a knife blade? Besides, even if I really swallowed a blade, I'm afraid I wouldn't die."
Bing Yun simply closed her eyes; she knew that no matter what she said, she could never outtalk Nian Bing and would only vex herself. With closed eyes, she kept condensing her lost spiritual power, looking for a way to connect with her magic power. Only by restoring her strength could there possibly be a chance to escape from here.
Seeing Bing Yun ignoring him, Nian Bing turned and walked outside. He wasn't lying to Bing Yun; if he looked at her enticing body a few more times, he feared he really wouldn't be able to restrain himself.
