"No——!" As if seeing those extremely cold and murderous peach blossom eyes, Wen Ningrui shouted, sweating, "I can't die, kill her, then kill her!"

"Very good." The young master was now satisfied, and she took back the golden snake tail. "Now, if you lend me some people, within three days, I will kill her as you wish."

"Okay, I will lend you someone." Wen Ningrui wiped the sweat from her head and suddenly thought of something, "No, you are so powerful, why do you need to ask me for someone else?"

"Because I can't stay here for a long time, otherwise I will be discovered by those lackeys." The young master's eyes were sharp.

After thousands of years, they still haven't given up. It's really difficult to deal with them.

"But -" Wen Ningrui hesitated, "With the few people I have in hand, I don't have the strength to kill her."

"You can rest assured about this." The young master said nonchalantly, "I have my own way. Early tomorrow morning, you will take the people to the east of the city."

Wen Ningrui's eyes flashed slightly: "You haven't told me yet, who are you?"

The young master glanced at her, and his figure suddenly faded: "You will know later."

After this graceful figure disappeared, the room became silent again, as if what had happened before was just a dream.

Wen Ningrui gasped for air and collapsed.

Three days...three days left, and she would be able to completely relieve her nightmare.

**

now--

Jun Muxian, who was practicing, suddenly felt a certain part of his body getting hot.

She opened her eyes and examined it carefully, only to realize that the hot object was actually the piece of mending jade given to her by the temple.

The Butian Jade trembled slightly, its milky white color gradually turning red and getting hotter.

The little round-haired beast also noticed something was wrong. It stood up, locked its golden eyes tightly on the Sky-Mending Jade, suddenly jumped and ran out.

Jun Muqian was slightly startled. He didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he chased after him: "Go away!"

Although Rong Gungun is small, he can run very fast.

Fortunately, it was snow-white and very conspicuous in the dark night, otherwise Jun Muxian would definitely have lost it.

"Rong Gungun?" Jun Muqian didn't quite believe the old veterinarian's statement that the little round-haired beast was in estrus, but now she was convinced.

If you go out late at night, you can only have a private meeting with other spiritual beasts, right?

At this time, the little round-haired beast finally stopped running.
Chapter completed!