My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

Seeing Jiang Ciyuan's eyes closed and his face pale, Yan Zhiqiao raised his hand expressionlessly and wiped the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.

The mount that she had taken a fancy to and planned to take good care of was now seriously injured.

A moist and sticky touch came from the fingertips, and Yan Zhiqiao's deceptive deer eyes instantly became deep and dangerous.

The red color on the fingertips seemed to be contagious, causing the dark brown pupils to be covered with blood-red little by little.

A murderous intent spread throughout the air.

The Bone Demon Lord is very close to Yan Zhiqiao.

Yan Zhiqiao sat on the ground with his head down, and for a moment he did not notice any changes in her eyes.

But the strong murderous intent emanating from her rushed towards the Bone Demon Lord.

He was clearly only in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, but the Bone Demon Lord felt a chill down his spine, and his legs involuntarily wanted to retreat, as if he had provoked the most difficult person in the world.

But the next moment, the Bone Demon Lord smiled cruelly again and suppressed the fear in his heart.

Although he led the Bone Demon Clan in seclusion for many years, he had experienced many cruel struggles.

The little girl in front of him is just trying to intimidate people with her imposing manner. He will kill her now!

The murderous intent in the eyes of the Bone Demon Lord became more intense, and demonic energy gathered in his palm.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to send Yan Zhiqiao on his way, a weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Ahem... wait a minute, sir."

The Bone Demon Lord paused and looked in the direction of the sound.

Nanhe was seen holding the door of the alchemy room with an extremely weak look, then he staggered over with one hand covering his chest.

Yan Zhiqiao's palm not only caught him off guard, but also injured him seriously.

Wangye's ferocity and Nanhe's intelligence are both highly valued by the Bone Demon Lord.

Although there were many strange things happening today, the Bone Demon Lord stared at him for a moment, and finally put his hands behind his back.

"Nanhe, you should give this Lord an explanation."

Nanhe has always been cautious. It is a bit unreasonable that a late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator with five Nascent Soul cultivators could enter the Dead Moon Mountain so openly without being discovered by him.

And what happened just now, he had just entered the alchemy room and picked up the alchemy furnace, and it was snatched away by someone.

If the Bone Demon Lord had not sensed that he was really seriously injured and really fainted, he would probably have gone to accompany Wang Ye by now.

Just as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the east side of the palace, and the entire space shook.

The Bone Demon Lord's expression darkened and he did not bother to let Nanhe reply.

"Catch them both in the dungeon first. If anything goes wrong, I will kill you too!"

After saying that, he immediately flew off to chase Yan Linghuan and the others.

The place that was bustling just a moment ago was now filled with corpses.

Yan Zhiqiao supported Jiang Ciyuan's body, and the redness in his eyes receded like a tide.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked towards Nanhe. Although she was looking up, it gave people the feeling that she was the one in a higher position.

Feeling Yan Zhiqiao's deep and dangerous gaze, Nan He covered his chest and coughed, then slowly walked to her and squatted down.

Seeing that her palm-sized face was stained with blood, which made her delicate features look like a broken beauty, Nanhe suddenly curled his lips and smiled.

"The way the master protects me is really special."

His tone was calm and normal, and he seemed to have no complaints at all.

Yan Zhiqiao still had no expression on his face, and asked without any guilt: "Why did you stop me from killing him?"

On the surface, it was Nanhe who stopped the Bone Demon Lord from killing Yan Zhiqiao in time.

In fact, the opposite is true.

If Nan He had spoken a second later, Yan Zhiqiao would have made the Bone Demon Lord pay the price for injuring Jiang Ciyuan.

She could see that Nanhe did it on purpose.

But the reason why she cooperated and stopped was not because of him, but because the demonic energy in her body was too abnormal.

It was so abnormal that as soon as Yan Zhiqiao used his demonic energy, his sanity would be devoured by murderous intent and he would become a killing machine.

Fortunately, her spiritual awareness was strong enough so she wasn't really controlled by it.

Nanhe likes to communicate with smart people.

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao had noticed his intention, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"My master used a self-torture trick to protect me, so I will use a self-torture trick to help you gain their trust."

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dungeon.

At Yan Zhiqiao's request, Nan He reluctantly put her and Jiang Ciyuan in the same cage.

Yan Zhiqiao didn't know any medical skills, but when she was with Yan Linghuan before, Yan Linghuan taught her the most basic pulse-taking skills, which she could use now.

She pulled Jiang Ciyuan's wrist and placed her white fingertips on it. After a moment, she frowned slightly and withdrew her hand.

Jiang Ciyuan's injuries were actually much lighter than expected.

Yan Zhiqiao just started to feel doubtful, but then she remembered that on the day when she became his disciple, Elder Banxia gave her a shadow puppet.

The shadow puppet can transform into a human form and can also withstand fatal attacks from those below the Mahayana stage.

If she has it, Jiang Ciyuan must have it too.

The fatal blow of the Bone Demon Lord should have been blocked by the Shadow Puppet, so Jiang Ciyuan did not die on the spot.

Yan Zhiqiao breathed a sigh of relief with an imperceptible degree, and hurriedly took out the Huiyuan Pill and some pills for treating internal injuries from his Qiankun bag, and fed them all to Jiang Ciyuan.

Nanhe stood outside the cage, watching her actions, his eyes dark.

Why does this kid deserve the care and concern of his master?

Still being held by the owner...

Nanhe's desire to kill Jiang Ciyuan reached its peak at this moment.

But he still didn't dare to do anything rash and could only pretend to cough weakly.

"Master, I need treatment too."

Yan Zhiqiao finally suppressed the evil energy that was about to get out of control and didn't want to use it at the moment.

The pills in his hand can only be taken by cultivators, and are ineffective if taken by demons.

Without even raising her head, she replied in an extremely cold tone: "Then go and heal your wounds."

Nanhe: "..."

A little aggrieved.

But he didn't dare to act rashly in front of Yan Zhiqiao, and replied reluctantly.

"Then I'll go first. Master, ring the bell to call me if you need anything."

"get out."

When Nanhe heard this, he inexplicably felt the injured area become more painful.

After leaving the dungeon, he did not go back to heal his wounds immediately, but went to the main hall.

The Bone Demon Lord tried personally but failed to capture the four Nascent Soul Stage cultivators. This was a great shame and humiliation for him, and he was now furious in the main hall.

Seeing Nanhe walk in, overwhelming anger accompanied by murderous intent rushed straight to his face.

Nanhe seemed not to notice and bowed his head respectfully as usual.

"Lord."

"Nanhe, explain to me why you didn't notice that they had entered the Dead Moon Mountain and the alchemy furnace."

The voice of the Bone Demon Lord was low and deep, with a bloodthirsty chill.

Without that alchemy furnace, how can he refine the Soul-Devouring Pill!

Nanhe looked calm and yet awed.

"My Lord, I was negligent in this matter. There have been no accidents in the past hundred years, and demons often sneak out of the clan. So when I sensed that there were unusual movements in the barrier outside Dead Moon Mountain, I only sent guards to check it out."