I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

When it comes to serious matters, Hua Jingmian's expression becomes much more serious.

"Master, how about we cooperate?"

He looked at Ye Zhao calmly, his eyes full of sincerity.

Ye Zhao also had the same idea and readily agreed, "Okay."

Her eyes fell on the waist that had not yet been treated, "Your wound."

If he can't handle it alone, he can help.

"I'll take care of it right away." Hua Jingmian looked over and made a decision quickly.

Ye Zhao cast a spell to dry the water stains on his body.

Ye Zhao threw a bottle of disinfectant liquid and healing pills at him and looked away.

Falling into the turbid lake water with a pungent stench, he walked over.

After Hua Jingmian, who was sweating profusely, finished treating and bandaging the wound on his waist, he poured out a healing pill and swallowed it.

He looked up to find Ye Zhao's figure, but his eyes froze when he saw a certain spot.

After throwing the pill into the storage space, he strode over, and that direction was exactly the lakeside.

As I got closer, I saw Ye Zhao standing in mid-air, with spiritual power surging and swirling all over his body.

With his hands forming seals, a grand ice lotus fell from above.

It was clearly imprinted on the dirty lake surface and spread in all directions.

The moment Ye Zhao opened his hands, petals of the ice lotus fell.

In less than five seconds, the petals disappeared, and then the entire lake, which was filled with foul-smelling and turbid water, became clear and transparent, and the unpleasant smell disappeared.

Hua Jingmian raised his eyebrows. Is this a purification technique?

After doing all this, Ye Zhao's body fell down.

The white brocade boots tapped the surface of the lake a few times like a dragonfly, and Ye Zhao came to Hua Jingmian in an instant.

"Wow, Master is so amazing."

They applauded and cheered without reservation, and Hua Jingmian gave a thumbs up.

Accustomed to his behavior, Ye Zhao slightly opened her red lips.

The tip of the ear moves slightly, and the body reacts first.

A broad and heavy ice blade attacked the bamboo forest on the right.

Wherever the sharp blade passed, things collapsed with a loud bang, and the cold and murderous aura frightened people so much that they stood still.

The woman's heart was beating like a drum and all the blood in her body was flowing backwards.

The ice blade swept across her cheek, cut off a strand of hair, and nailed it firmly into the hill behind the bamboo forest.

Ye Zhao snapped his fingers, and the ice blade shattered into pieces in an instant.

He exchanged a glance with Hua Jingmian and walked towards the woman together.

When they got closer, Hua Jingmian recognized her as the maid who was beaten in Liu's mansion.

Only when she reached her did the maid come to her senses from her shock and felt a little scared.

"Are you a demon?"

Smelling the strong demonic aura on her, Ye Zhao spoke with a firm tone.

Seeing that he didn't make a move, the maid bowed and said, "My lord, I, the little demon Die Xin, am here to greet you."

Not sensing any ill intentions, Ye Zhao went straight to the point, "What's your purpose in hiding here?"

She had been watching secretly since they were fighting the water monster and seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"I have no intention of harming you two, I just... I just want to ask you for something." The maid Diexin knelt down on her knees.

As soon as she moved, a strong force pulled her back, preventing her from kneeling.

She looked ahead and saw that it was Ye Zhao who did it, and she was a little at a loss.

"Just say it." Ye Zhao said concisely.

Feeling Ye Zhao's gentle attitude, the maid's tense nerves relaxed a little.

"The two of us want to find the murderer this time, and I am willing to do my best to help you."

Hua Jingmian knew what was going on. "What do you want us to do for you?"

"Little Demon, I just want..."

Seeing the long-lost hope, Diexin's smart eyes sparkled.

Night, Devil's Crying Mountain.

The crows cried hoarsely, and there was no moonlight overhead.

The thick tree trunks were baring their fangs and claws, and the fog lingered for a long time.