"You're not Ji Zehong - who are you?"
Su Qian lowered her head and grabbed his shoulders, leaving him no room to escape.
The bright tip of the knife was aimed at his carotid artery, and the cold wanton made his neck tremble. The surface of the knife was embroidered with the light spots seeping from the street lamp, and what was reflected were Ji Zehong's eyes filled with fear.
"Qian, Su Qian...."
"I'm disgusted that you called me that."
Su Qian tilted the handle of the knife to his ear and said slowly, "Ji Zehong has called me Su Qian from the beginning. It is more likely to make people suspicious when you call me such a friendly name."
Just when she finished the last note, "Ji Zehong" suddenly raised her lips and smiled, and the disguise in her eyes disappeared, replaced by strong interest: "Is that all?"
"Don't worry, there's still..."
Su Qian deliberately lowered his voice, and his fingertips caressed his carotid artery through the sharp color of the blade, which was shuddering and soothing. The silence of the night was no match for the undercurrent between the figure and the light of the blade.
"I don't think my charm is so great that Ji Zehong won't go home and wait for me here."
The grip on the handle of the knife was a bit heavy, and his words were filled with cruelty, "I'm not the kind of person who trusts others easily, so don't make up any lies to worry about me!"
"Ji Zehong" held his chin thoughtfully and let out a low laugh: "So that's it. I'm still wondering why such a perfect dress didn't deceive you."
"Who are you?"
"people?"
He was very interested, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, "Who said I'm a human?"
Su Qian's eyes moved slightly, but her tone remained calm: "Ghosts don't have shadows, you do."
"I am something scarier than a ghost..."
All this happened at lightning speed, the silver light flickered, and his smile was a little wild.
A wild burst of silver smoke suddenly rose, and the long hair was like a waterfall decorating the Milky Way, decorated with shadowy beauty, with icy muscles and jade bones, and an orchid-like atmosphere filling it.
Half of the face was immersed in the soft night, with a ginkgo-colored luster on the lips, enveloping it with fatal elegance. The silver pupils were shining, and the waves were covered with white mist, covered with a layer of ice, and oozing out.
Even the knife on his neck was frozen.
Bang!
Su Qian immediately let go of his hand, and the knife fell to the floor with a crisp metallic sound.
"You're better looking than me."
She didn't lose any composure.
The silver-haired man stared at her for a moment, with a smile in his eyes and a piece of silver thread between his long knuckles.
"Your reaction really surprised me. Those people used to scream when they saw me, which gave me a headache."
"I've seen so many ghosts that I'm too lazy to scream now."
No one was passing by here, so it was no use shouting at her.
"Yeah..."
The silver-haired man moved his clothes and said, "I never thought that after more than a thousand years, I would meet someone who wouldn't run away when they saw me."
Literally, he has lived for over a thousand years.
Unfortunately, Su Qian's expression remained unchanged.
She was wondering if she should scream properly, otherwise she would not be able to cope with the explosive amount of information in his mouth.
"Not timid."
The silver-haired man's mouth was filled with a smile, like a gleam of white frost, "Aren't you afraid that I'm here to kill you?"
"Does it matter whether I am afraid or not?"
Su Qian looked away and stopped looking at him.
She bent down to pick up the knife. A thick layer of ice was frozen on the handle of the knife. She squatted on the roadside and wiped it.
The scope of wiping was too large, and the ice shards were shattered on the ground, and crystal powder entered the eyes.
Su Qian rubbed the back of her cold hands, and her eyes lit up with ice, condensing black and white colors inside.
She couldn't help but said bluntly: "If I say I'm afraid, won't you kill me? Do you want to kill me or not? I can't say I'm afraid. I can't say I'm afraid. I can only say I'm not afraid. If I say I'm not afraid, you'll kill me anyway. Whether you're afraid or not, it doesn't matter. I was killed by you, and you asked me if I was afraid?"
"..."
The silver-haired man was almost confused by her.
He frowned and barely grasped the key point of her words: "So are you afraid or not?"
Su Qian stood up while caressing Feng Che's blade. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, but there was no hint of smile in his eyes.
"No matter what you are afraid of, don't we all want to live? Just as I desperately want to live now!"
Su Qian turned around and stabbed the knife into the silver-haired man's chest.
puff!
A bone-chilling sound, no blood seeping out.
The silver-haired man's eyes gradually turned cold.
He nodded and touched the knife stuck in his chest with one hand.
"With this alone, do you think you can kill me?"
He gently pulled out the hilt of the knife, the light of the knife disappeared, and the tip of the knife flew past Su Qian's ear——
It was stuck in the crooked neck tree behind.
Su Qian regained consciousness, feeling a sharp pain behind his ears, and a sharp red scar appeared against the sharp knife marks.
It would be a miracle if other people weren't frightened.
What Su Qian wants to do is weird.
"I just strike first."
Su Qian accepted the sneak attack. She could feel that the other party possessed a huge power far beyond her imagination.
Looking at the extremely dangerous look in the other person's eyes, she also knew that there was no way she would get home safely tonight.
"You're going to regret what you just did."
The silver-haired man had a cold face and didn't say too much nonsense. He waved his sleeves to clear away some dust, and the area around Su Qian's feet suddenly vibrated, bringing with it a silver vortex and affecting the surrounding plants.
There were piles of fallen leaves, and the tall and tall trees were shaking one by one, and they were so weak that the wind made them look awkward.
He watched with cold eyes, his pupils were filled with silver light, and the destruction in his eyes was instantaneous.
The floor collapsed instantly.
There was a big hole in the cracked area.
Su Qian's feet were empty...
"Bang!"
She sank, and a feeling of weightlessness followed her. The corners of her clothes that suddenly rose could not cover her falling body. Above her head were rocks flying all over the sky, hanging at the entrance of the huge cave.
Going deeper, she was wrapped in the increasingly cold wind, the whistling sound in her ears continued to rise, and the scenery passing before her eyes was all blurry white.
Can't see clearly or touch.
Endless decline, endless…
...
Su Qian regained the light when she woke up.
No, there is no light, the surroundings are pitch black.
"Plop." There was a faint sound of dripping water in her ears. She supported the floor without any warmth and struggled to get up. She found that she was unscathed and her brows were furrowed with no sign of letting go.
The feeling of weightlessness seemed to last for a second, and she knew that she had fallen into a pit.
She straightened up along the stone wall that she could feel, and the coldness on her back did not move.
Su Qian moved along the edge of the stone wall.
The lighter fell out of the pocket and disappeared.
She could only rely on her night vision, and her slow steps hit the floor tiles, making a dull sound.
This unknown road is long, very long.
People who have lived in darkness for a long time are not afraid of the dark anymore but are used to it. If she had not been afraid, she would not have complained to the stone wall with no sign of life.
"So tired..."
She felt deeply lonely. She longed for someone, a voice, and a gust of wind to guide her to the exit.
"I am so tired..."
"Sister, I'm really tired..."
Su Qian sighed lightly, and then subconsciously called out the closest people who had passed away.
"..."
Then it appeared.
Yes, she saw a glimmer of light at the end of the stone wall.
A purple-red lantern hangs on the cliff that stretches up the stone wall. The distance from the ground is suffocatingly high. The dim light cannot support the huge darkness.
Su Qian had no choice but to lean under the lantern. When she looked up, she saw the dim light, which stung her nose and made her eyes feel like they were soaked in rich water.
So ugly.
Although he didn't see it clearly, Su Qian still gave this lamp the highest praise.
She rubbed her eyes, and a purple-red light took the opportunity to spin over, lifting her up easily.
"Whoosh——"
After Su Qian opened her eyes, she found that she was rising into the air: "..."
So was she sucked away by a very ugly lantern?