"Your Senrimaru is really useful."
Ji Xiaoran's overly delicate face was filled with a faint smile, "If I take a few more pills, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the mainland from here?"
"It's just a gadget that doesn't fit on the table."
Liao Zeyu shook his head and replied calmly, "Even if you take a hundred pills, you can only see the scene within twenty miles, and no more. For powerful practitioners, this distance depends on the gods." You can feel it with awareness.”
"You're too hard on yourself."
Ji Xiaoran said softly, "How many people in the world can create a brand-new elixir by themselves?"
"Except for refining elixirs, I have nothing left."
Liao Zeyu's face was expressionless, and there was a bit of indifference and vicissitudes in his voice.
Anyone who meets him would probably have a hard time connecting him with the high-spirited and pleasure-seeking young master of the Dan Pavilion.
It is said that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.
But a person's real change often happens overnight.
"You still have me." Ji Xiaoran moved slightly and whispered softly.
"Is he dead?"
Liao Zeyu did not respond to his somewhat disgusting statement. Instead, he looked towards the direction where Xu Wu fell in the distance and asked lightly.
"There has been no movement for so long." Ji Xiaoran smiled and said, "You must have died, right?"
"You don't seem to care much about the life and death of your enemy." Liao Zeyu said puzzledly, "In that case, why bother to find a strong saint to take revenge?"
"Who says I don't care?"
Ji Xiaoran's smile became warmer and warmer, "It's just that I've done everything I can do. I've done my best and I just have to obey fate. Isn't it just adding to the trouble by being too entangled?"
"You are still so different." Liao Zeyu glanced at him, "Maybe in your eyes, we people are just a bunch of fools."
"How could it be?" Ji Xiaoran chuckled.
"I never thought you could actually find a saint and send 'Xiaoqian' into his body." Liao Zeyu changed the topic, "I still can't believe it. How did you do it?"
"I only know such a saint friend."
Ji Xiaoran answered truthfully, "What else can I do? Just beg her."
"The strength of this masked man is so terrifying." Liao Zeyu couldn't help but sigh with sincerity, "She is not your wife, so she is willing to take such a big risk for you? I almost doubt the color of her husband's head."
"She is good at poetry, literature and martial arts, and has great strategies. She is a very independent and strange woman." Ji Xiaoran laughed and said, "Only a man who truly admires her can get her to treat her with all her heart. If a sick cat like me is just If you beg me hard, she will probably not agree."
"Oh?" Liao Zeyu asked curiously, "Then how did you do it?"
"Although my strength is low, my brain is pretty good, and she knows this very well."
Ji Xiaoran was silent for a moment and replied slowly, "If she can beat me intellectually, she will have a sense of accomplishment and joy after winning against a strong enemy. For me, who is both a loser and a friend, I will probably behave If you have to be extremely generous and tolerant, then if you ask for help, your success rate will be greatly improved."
"So you..." Liao Zeyu's eyes flashed with a strange light, but he hesitated to speak.
"I designed it to trick her and let her see through it, that's all."
Ji Xiaoran opened the folding fan in her hand, waved it twice, and said lightly, "With her strong personality, once she agrees to something, she will risk her life to do it, and my goal will naturally be achieved."
"Is it so easy to control human nature?"
Liao Zeyu's eyes widened and he stared at his delicate face for a long time before holding back a sentence, "It seems that I worked so hard to refine the poison for you, but I was just being manipulated."
"You are different." Ji Xiaoran shook his head.
"She is the woman you like, but you are taking advantage of her." Liao Zeyu shook his head, "I am somewhat self-aware, so how can it be different?"
"She is just someone I once loved." Ji Xiaoran stared into his eyes and said word by word, "And you are my best friend."
"Best friend...?" Liao Zeyu moved slightly, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
"I came to you for help." Ji Xiaoran continued, "Have you ever made any detours?"
"No." Liao Zeyu was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly.
"That's because I know." Ji Xiaoran smiled, a bright smile, "As long as you speak, you will definitely help me, just like if you are in trouble, I will never stand by and watch."
"I hope what you said is true."
Liao Zeyu stared blankly at his bright smile, and after a long while he sighed and said, "The feeling of being manipulated is not very pleasant."
"As the saying goes, time will tell people's hearts."
Ji Xiaoran stretched out her left hand, patted his shoulder heavily, laughed and said, "After we have been together for a long time, you will naturally understand what I think, let's go!"
"Let's go?" Liao Zeyu frowned and stepped back two steps, "Where to go?"
"The matter here is over. Naturally, we need to evacuate as soon as possible, lest we accidentally be affected by the fight between the saints and strong men and lose our lives for no reason."
Ji Xiaoran closed the folding fan in his hand with a "snap" and said confidently, "The boat has been prepared a long time ago, just come with me!"
"You should leave first, I want to stay for a while." Unexpectedly, Liao Zeyu shook his head and refused.
"What is there to do here?" Ji Xiaoran asked puzzledly, "It's just an isolated island."
"You have such deep plans, it's scary." Liao Zeyu's answer was beyond his expectation, "In the recent period, I have to stay calm and keep my distance from you."
Ji Xiaoran: "..."
"Go quickly!"
Liao Zeyu didn't care about his feelings at all, and drove him away very roughly, "Don't worry about me!"
"In that case, take care of yourself."
Ji Xiaoran is not an ordinary person. Seeing his resolute attitude, she stopped trying to persuade him and turned around alone, "Be careful in everything."
"You too." Liao Zeyu nodded stiffly and said, "Your body is so weak. Remember not to run around and go back to the Immortal City to hide."
"Qunxian City? Why go to Qunxian City?"
Ji Xiaoran laughed and said, "I'll be waiting for you at Fulong Emperor Capital!"
"You want to go back to the Fulong Empire?" Liao Zeyu was suddenly taken aback and couldn't help blurting out, "In this current situation? Are you crazy?"
"Xin Yue's grave is still in Fulong."
Ji Xiaoran's steps stagnated and she replied without looking back, "I want to tell her about the masked man's death as soon as possible."
Then, he took big steps again, moved forward quickly, and soon disappeared from sight.
"Sometimes I really don't understand."
Liao Zeyu stared at the direction he left and murmured freely, "Are you too gentle or too cold?"
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly trembled, his face instantly turned pale, he staggered, and he couldn't even stand still. He just "plopped" and sat down on the beach.
"Is it time yet?"
Faced with the sudden abnormality, Liao Zeyu didn't seem to be surprised. Instead of getting up, he slowly fell back and lay flat on the beach, staring at the blue sky. For some reason, his face showed With a desolate look, he said, "This God-Gathering Pill is really on time. I won't give it to me for a moment longer."
A gentle sea breeze blew by, and his body turned into bits of powder, slowly drifting toward the sea. The clouds in the sky also moved with the wind, gradually changing their shapes.
At this moment, he seemed to see Ji Xiaoran's beautiful and pale smiling face from among the white clouds.
"You are right, as long as you ask, I will not refuse you at any cost."
Liao Zeyu stared at "Ji Xiaoran" among the clouds and whispered softly, "You gave me a second life and gave me the courage and confidence to continue living."
"How can you not be my best friend?"
"It's a pity that you won't be able to wait for me in Fulong Imperial Capital."
"Speaking of which, you can't trust me enough to let a secular alchemist refine poison to deal with a strong saint."
"Is the saint so easy to deal with?"
"How easy is it to create a new poison?"
"Even if my father is still alive, I don't dare to say that I can definitely do it!"
"Because of your trust, I have no choice but to risk my life."
"Exchanging a measly life for the fall of a top saint is not an insult to me..."
As he spoke, more and more powder particles floated out of his body. As time went by, the good man who originally had all four limbs was left with only a head and a chest.
The clouds in the sky gradually changed their shapes, condensing into a delicate and charming face.
"Junior sister, did you see it?"
Miraculously, with only this part of his body left, he was still speaking, "The 'Xiao Qian' who severely injured the powerful saint is named after you."
"Junior sister, my brother is coming to reunite with you, are you happy?"
"Junior sister, I was sorry for you because of my brother."
"Junior sister, I miss you so much..."
His voice gradually became weaker and eventually disappeared completely. Only a piece of powder was blown away by the sea breeze, fell on the sea, and flowed in all directions...
