Ming Shu didn't have any interest in who reported the news to the Baihu Sect. Anyway, whoever dared to show up and cause trouble in front of her would all be killed.
If she couldn't kill them, she would commit suicide and then kill them all.
One question answered, one devil was released. Ming Shu kept her word and really released several devils. But the elite devil was not released, and he told those several devils to go back and pass on the information.
Ming Shu didn't stop them.
She sat on the steps, pinching Little Beastie while waiting for Yan Yin.
The devil's aura leaked out of Yan Yin's body little by little. The elite devil changed expressions frequently, and he stared at Yan Yin as if studying a complicated object.
"Pfft—"
Yan Yin spat out a mouthful of blood. The surrounding devil's aura dispersed, but then returned to his body quickly.
His body weakened and began to tip over.
Ming Shu just watched. She didn't stand until he fell to the ground, and she walked over slowly to help him up.
Yan Yin wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth, smiling weakly. "It seems this is my destiny."
Ming Shu frowned.
The elite devil said at this time, "Don't waste your effort. The devil's aura in his body belongs to the devil king. Although I don't know how he got it, he'll only meet a dead end, unless..."
He smirked. "Unless you find the devil king."
Devil king, the king of the evil clan.
It was because the king was missing that the evil clansmen's world was restricted by humans, and access was limited.
...
At night, the entire Xuan family stronghold seemed gloomy.
Even the bonfire couldn't drive away the cold.
"Junior Sister, I'm cold..." Yan Yin pulled at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu pushed him off and threw clothes to him.
"It's dirty."
Yan Yin complained. She robbed the captives of these clothes, don't think he didn't see it.
"Then you stay cold." I'm not cold anyway.
Yan Yin continued in a low voice, "Junior Sister, I don't know how long I can live."
Ming Shu stared at him, then hugged him rudely. "You'll be strangled if you dare not keep your hands clear."
Yan Yin's lips turned up. But fearing that Ming Shu might notice it, he quickly hid the smile. He reached around her waist and rested his face against her neck.
The smell of her...
So familiar.
"If I die, Junior Sister, take me to the end of the world."
Ming Shu turned up her nose. "The end of the world does not exist."
Yan Yin whispered in complaint, "Junior Sister, can't you be romantic?"
"Sorry, I can't. I just want to eat snacks now."
Yan Yin: "..."
I'm already weak like this, you actually remember to eat? Can you care about me!
