Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Bai Liao clicked his tongue, his eyes filled with disbelief. Was this some kind of stepping stone? He couldn't be mistaken, could he?

"You!" He strode forward arrogantly, preferring to use words rather than fists, ready to argue his case for the injustice he had suffered.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and shouted in surprise, "What are you doing!"

Guan Xun was holding a small knife, no bigger than a thumb, and without hesitation, he slashed the tip of the knife down onto the pad of his other finger.

His face was calm, as if he felt no pain. The wound slightly opened, and bright red liquid seeped out from it. Guan Xun immediately had a surge of green spiritual energy in his palm, which caught all the blood that was about to drip to the ground.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Seeing that the amount was sufficient, she opened her mouth and put the wound on her fingertip into her mouth.

Strike while the iron is hot; who knows if this man will go back on his word the next second.

"Hey, it's a promise." She said, her eyes fixed on the man's retreating figure.

Bai Liao thought the words were directed at him. His eyes remained fixed on the bright red blood, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. The anger in his heart was overwhelmed by a sudden surge of impulse.

The blood had a strange smell, something was hidden in that bloody stench. His heart pounded, and his desire for that blood was intense.

"This is really for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure flashed past behind him, sweeping his headband up onto his head.

Bai Liao was taken aback. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the person who had just passed by was actually an adult.

The Imperial Tutor extended his slender fingers, took the blood enveloped in green light, and let it float in his palm.

Guan Xun withdrew her gaze from Bai Liao's face. She hadn't missed the subtle expressions on his face. At the moment the blood dripped, even Chi Rong inside her tensed up and stared intently.

She frowned. Was this blood really that miraculous? But apart from the smell of blood, she couldn't sense anything unusual. Her gaze instinctively fell on the Imperial Tutor, and seeing that his expression remained calm and composed, the suspicion between her brows slowly dissipated.

It seems only demonic beasts could sense it?

The green spiritual energy in Guan Xun's hand dissipated. Wood-attribute spiritual energy can effectively preserve the vitality of blood. As long as the spiritual energy surrounding it doesn't dissipate, the blood will always be fresh.

Although she didn't know where the sea area was, judging by the speed of the Imperial Tutor, it shouldn't take long to make a round trip. The idea of ​​tampering with it was immediately shattered in her heart.

But...

Guan Xun's eyes flickered impassively. Seeing that the wound on her hand had stopped bleeding, she tidied her messy hair before saying, "If there's nothing else, I'm going back to the academy."

Her hair was as thick as a bird's nest, and her clothes were dirty and tattered. If there were a bronze mirror in front of her, she wouldn't dare to look at herself directly.

Now he looks exactly like a beggar on the street.

The Imperial Tutor did not respond to her. He clenched his fist, tightening his grip on her blood, and then turned slightly and walked past her.

A faint scent lingered around her nose. Guan Xun had already smelled this scent when they were facing off at the bottom of the cliff, but at that time the atmosphere was so tense that she didn't pay much attention to it.

It has a very unique fragrance that is hard to describe. It seems to be the scent of nature, especially fresh, and full of vitality.

"Bai Liao." The Imperial Tutor called out, and his figure disappeared at the edge of the cliff, his clear and ethereal voice echoing at the mountaintop.

“I’ll be gone for a while; you keep an eye on her.”

The area where the figure disappeared was shrouded in mist, which gives you an idea of ​​how astonishing its speed was.

Guan Xun turned his gaze away from the swirling misty mountains and onto Bai Liao: "I want to go back to the academy."

Why should someone keep an eye on her? If she tries to run away, who can stop her?

"Master, did you really give him your blood?" Chi Rong finally dared to speak, and asked in a low voice, "Your blood is now exactly the same as that petal."

"I don't feel anything, so what does it look like?" she asked, tilting her head.

“It’s…sweet and…” Chi Rong savored the taste, pondered for a moment, and then said, “Does Master still remember that minister who loved wine as much as his life? Just as mellow and fragrant as that pot of wine he secretly brewed for over three hundred years!”

"Huh?" Guan Xun raised an eyebrow. So this is the smell?

She raided the minister's cellar overnight, and the minister died on the spot from anger. She also drank every last drop of the wine in the pot; the taste was truly divine, a rare find in the mortal world.

"No wonder you were staring so intently just now." She chuckled. "Try messing with me? I'll skin you alive."

Chi Rong curled its tail up and then loosened it, its thoughts having been seen through by its owner, making it feel a little guilty.

"no!"

A cold shout interrupted their conversation. Bai Liao stood with his arms crossed, staring intently at her: "The master told me to keep an eye on you. You can't leave."

"Row."

Guan Xun nodded readily in agreement, which greatly surprised Bai Liao, who couldn't believe that the other party would be so obedient.

"Then prepare my clothes, hair ornaments, and bath water." After a pause, she grinned. "Oh, and by the way, use your precious hooves to comb my hair, thank you."

Bai Liao nearly choked on his own saliva, shook his head, and took a half step back: "You definitely have something wrong with yourself."

What's wrong? Guan Xun tilted his head, his eyes darted around, and with a light step, he moved behind the person in front of him as his toes touched the ground again.

Before anyone could react, she swiftly raised her hand, grabbed the top of the high ponytail, and yanked it hard...

"I need to go back to the academy. You'll come with me."

"You!" Bai Liao bared his teeth, gasped, and his face scrunched up. What kind of person was this! It was bad enough that he was being plucked by a deer, but now he was being attacked even in human form!

“I won’t go! I’ll stay here and watch you!” He would rather die than comply.

Chi Rong suddenly appeared on Guan Xun's shoulder, muttering, "This stubborn deer is really obstinate, watch me beat him up!"

Having said that, it flew in front of Bai Liao, its little tail swaying back and forth, its threatening intent obvious.

Bai Liao's lips twitched. White mist rose from his feet and transformed directly into the body of a deer. He broke free of his restraints and leaped away from the man and the beast.

"Don't go too far."

Guan Xun rubbed his fingertips, as if savoring the smooth touch: "You have to explain to the dean and the others that I'm the one who caused this mess, right?"

"Don't go!"

Bai Liao was incredibly stubborn; it raised its head to one side and didn't even look at the people in front of it.

"Not going?" Guan Xun laughed angrily. She took a step forward and looked it over. "Believe me or not, I'll pluck all your fur off."

Bai Liao: ......