The image of Taotie in front of her is usually that of a rogue, gluttonous, making jokes and not doing anything decent.
But what kind of person is the real Taotie, do you really know
Xi Yue couldn't help but recall the owner of the Taotie Pavilion—Wu Yu, who had a deep smile when he first met, making people confused and wary.
She let out a light breath and said, "Haven't you thought about digging out my wood origin and detoxifying Ji Mingyu?"
Taotie smiled slightly: "Of course... I thought about it, but I think that would really cut off the master's future and hope. I believe that you are the only one who can save the master in the world."
Xi Yue also showed a faint smile, she didn't feel chilled or disappointed, but said calmly but firmly: "I'll be right back!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Taotie's response, he raised his foot and stepped into the torn barrier gap.
However, just as one of Xi Yue's feet stepped out of the barrier, his body already felt the filth of miasma.
Suddenly, a cold and powerful force came from her waist. Before she could react, she had already soared into the air and was dragged back.
Xi Yue slammed into a cold and hard embrace, and hit the back of the man's chest with the back of his head. For a moment, he felt that his whole brain was empty, and his ears were ringing.
The spiritual power was activated instantly, allowing her hearing to return to normal, and she immediately heard a loud "bang" and the sound of blood spurting.
Xi Yue's heart skipped a beat, and when she looked up, she saw that Taotie had already been kicked out and fell to the ground in embarrassment, the corners of her mouth and clothes were covered with glaring blood.
She didn't even have time to scream, the hand on her waist tightened suddenly, so tight that her bones ached.
Xi Yue let out a low cry in pain, and was about to look up, but her chin was already held by a big hand like ice, and she was forced to raise her head.
When his eyes met a pair of blood-red eyes that were seething with rage and madness, Xi Yue shuddered Lingling.
The man's slightly hoarse voice, but as cold as ice and snow, came from next to his ear, "Xi'er, why are you so misbehaving? Why do you want to run away from me again and again?"
Xi Yue opened her mouth, and the breath in her mouth and nose was so cold that she shivered.
But this bit of coldness was nothing compared to the shock and horror in her heart.
The man in front of her, the man hugging her, was obviously the face of Ji Mingyu she was familiar with, but that expression, especially those red eyes, did not have the slightest trace of Ji Mingyu's tenderness.
When she saw the man in front of her, she even instinctively felt fear, and cold sweat instantly drenched her back.
Without her answer, Ji Mingyu's eyes became darker and darker.
With a little force on his hand, Xi Yue's body was lifted into the air, and she was held in Ji Mingyu's arms like a child.
Xi Yue shuddered again, and had to use her spiritual power to resist.
Because Ji Mingyu's body was too cold, so cold that even her body as a Mahayana monk couldn't bear it.
After a round of spiritual energy, the cold feeling got better, and Xi Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Ji Mingyu, you... listen to me..."
The corners of Ji Mingyu's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a cold and cruel smile, "If you have anything to say, Xi'er can wait a while and speak slowly. Now let me deal with the traitor who dared to disobey my order."