He looked at the young man squatting on the ground, half-hiding himself in the weeds, looking at him with a faint look.

Cang Nanyi also reacted as if he was belatedly aware of something.

She was actually... threatening him twice?

Cang Nanyi looked coolly and smiled softly.

When did she become so unstable?

The sky is full of clouds and the wind is blowing all around, the grass and trees are whirling, the night dew is staining your clothes, the hem of your skirt is gently brushing between the weeds, and the crystal beads are falling down.

The emotion in Cang Nanyi's eyes returned to a distant and quiet state. She slowly exhaled as if sighing, and her cold voice spread in the wind: "How long do you want to squat here?"

As she spoke, she raised her hands slightly, summoning a breeze from the mountains and forests, blowing the corners of her robe and skirts. Her toes lightly left the ground, and her long and beautiful body floated as light as a feather.

"My patience is limited. If you don't follow me back to the palace, don't blame me for summoning a cloud chariot to take you back."

Unlike Balian, who was restrained and polite when he was sober, he was unreasonable when he remembered revenge.

He already held a grudge for what had just happened.

Hearing that Cang Nanyi actually used Xiaobai and Shu Ci to threaten him into submission, he felt that the woman in front of him was 'hateful' and 'unforgivable'.

He huddled on the ground and did not get up, but raised his chin haughtily. In his tone, the contempt in his eyes was very strong: "You are so old, and you got lost as soon as you went out. It's really embarrassing."

Cangnan Yi Yufeng's hand paused slightly, the wind around him gradually disappeared, and his frosty figure slowly fell back to the ground.

She narrowed her graceful and beautiful phoenix eyes, her eyes dimmed, her face was dim and unpredictable, and she remained silent for a moment.

Then, in a way that was inconsistent with her status and temperament... she lightly kicked Balian's ass with her toes. The sound was as calm as a spring, but it sounded somewhat confident:

"Nonsense, when did I get lost?"

She glanced down at Balian with her phoenix eyes, a casual glance, but it contained terrible pressure and majesty: "At such a young age, it's hard to use your eyes. If it's easy to talk, I'll ask the medical officer Xue He to give it to you.

Take good care of your eyes.

Oh... I forgot that the world's medical methods and unhealable corpse demons, your eyes are probably hopeless, can you ask Qingxuan to help you?"

The Lord of God is worthy of being the Lord of God, and even if he wants to gouge out people's eyes, he can do so in such a grand and euphemistic manner.

However, drunk people are not afraid of threats, and they do not want to be reasonable with others.

Balian slowly moved up from the grass, raised his eyes, and looked at Cangnan Yi without any fear.

He stumbled forward two steps, with a faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth, and his dark eyes were filled with moisture, as if they had been washed.

He blinked, but it seemed abnormally clear.

There was a vague smile in his voice when he spoke, and he pointed with his eyes at the three-way intersection where Cang Nanyi had just stopped and turned back.

"Then don't try to control the wind and lead the way. I want to see if you can help me find the way back before the sun rises tomorrow."

Cang Nanyi frowned calmly.

This little devil was drunk, so he was even more difficult to deal with than usual.

Really annoying.

Cang Nanyi lowered his eyes condescendingly. The temperature radiating from the inside out was so cold that no one dared to approach easily.

She opened her lips and said calmly: "Who do you think you are, that you can let me guide you?"

Balian felt that the wine from the Kunlun Mountains had a long lasting power. At this moment, his heels felt like he was stepping on cotton and he was unsteady, and his body gradually began to feel extremely hot.

He simply leaned against an ancient tree in the bush to support his body, and squinted at the hazy white figure in the moonlight.

He hummed twice and said: "It was clear that you were leading the way just now, but now you are lost and losing your temper. Why do the immortals in this world always have more childish tempers as they get older?"

Hearing this, Cang Nanyi laughed softly, with a cold smile on his lips, and a dark and dangerous look flashed across his eyes:

"I don't know that you are so courteous and thrifty on weekdays, but secretly you are so critical of my age?"

Balian raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you very self-aware of your age?"

Cang Nanyi's eyebrows moved, and he said coolly: "But I see that you don't have any self-awareness of being a junior."

Among the younger generation in the world, there is no one who can contradict and disobey the gods like him.

She knew how old she was, but there was no one in the world who didn't have an eye for it, who kept emphasizing how old she was over and over again.

Balian lowered his head and kicked a stubborn stone under his feet, snorted and said, "You would rather admit that you are old than admit that you are lost..."

Bailian pursed his lips, looked at Cangnan Yi with his watery eyes, frowned and said seriously: "Why are you like this?"

This strangely complaining tone seemed extremely disappointing.

It's really confusing.

The smile on Cangnan's face became more and more gentle, but her clear dark eyes seemed to contain snow blades. She stepped forward and took two steps closer: "I look like this? What do I look like? Why don't you explain it more clearly?"

, how would I know?”

Even though he was drunk, Balian instinctively sensed a hint of danger. His expression was alert, his limp body tried to straighten up, and he tried to hide behind him.

But how could he hide in front of Cang Nanyi?

The breeze blew across his face, bringing with it a faint cold fragrance of white plums. Balian felt his eyes go white, and a slender hand as graceful as a crane's neck came out of the darkness. He had not yet seen the movement of the hand clearly.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my left ear.

The bare hand pinched his ear and lifted his head sideways like a lesson to an ignorant child.

Balian's eyes were straightened, his brows were furrowed, and he stood on tiptoes trying to avoid the hand.

But today, Cang Nanyi really made him a little angry, and it was indeed his ability.

Close at hand is a woman with upturned eyebrows and a jade face that looks graceful and noble even when she is angry.

"But after drinking a glass of wine, she has become such a virtuous person. Although Xiao Junjun is not a worry-free little guy, she doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me. I educate more than a dozen children.

It’s been a long time, and Xiaojun is trying to do his best, but he has never asked me to serve him with a stick.”

Cang Nanyi slowly narrowed his long, noble eyes and smiled coldly: "Little guy, I don't know what color of sticks and thorns you like. If I give you a good slap, you will be honest."

Unexpectedly, the evil star under his hands was completely unafraid. No matter how sensible he was when he was a child, he had already tasted sticks, thorns, family tricks, etc. under Bailiyu's hands.

When he was a child, he was not afraid of causing trouble. Although he knew how to exercise restraint when he was older, he could not stop his rebellious and rebellious temper after drinking a glass of wine.

Cang Nanyi pinched his ears and taught him a lesson, so he fluttered wildly with his two hands and rubbed his two dark hands on Cang Nanyi's snow-white sleeves that were not stained by dust.

It was the first time in Cangnan Yi's life to deal with such a difficult naughty child. She thought about it for a moment, and then let go of Bai Lian's ears after a moment.

Balian also knew that his hands were sore, his ears were red from being pinched, and his eyes were so painful that he didn't reach out to rub them. He just scratched his neck and was about to stick out his tongue to provoke Cang Nanyi.

Unexpectedly, Cang Nanyi's beautiful jade-white hand was not withdrawn just like that, but instead it was turned and spread out like a magic trick in front of Bai Lian's eyes.

In the thin, snow-white palm, there lies a beautiful silver scorpion quietly.

Balian's head suddenly exploded, and the corpse bead hidden in his dead heart began to beat wildly under his shaking mind.

"Teng! Teng! Teng!"

He took three steps back, but his feet became weak and he missed all three steps, falling to the ground in a miserable state.

Looking at the young man who was pale with fright and almost out of his mind, Cang Nanyi slowly knelt down, raised his fingers as delicate as white porcelain, and gently fiddled with the silver scorpion in his palm.

The silver scorpion curled up in a ball seemed to be waking up from hibernation, and the curled-up tail behind it slowly spread out like a barb.

Thick fear hit his heart. Balian's lips were trembling, and his words seemed incomplete. His mind was completely blank. He wanted to breathe hard but couldn't muster any strength.

He opened his mouth with great effort, but could only spit out two words with difficulty:

"Take...take away..."

Once the smile disappeared from Cangnan's clothes, she looked a bit frosty. Her pupils were as deep and cool as ink, and her eyes were like springs melting with autumn.

There is no way she could be so easy to talk to and could easily put away the things in her palms after listening to Balian's words.

The jade palm stretched out in front of him was thin and clean. As she held her fingers together, the scorpion swung its tail and crawled around as if it knew her intention. It wrapped around her fingertips and was straight and long on her fingertips.

entwined between the knuckles.

At first glance, it looks like exquisite silver jewelry in the hands of a beautiful woman.

Cang Nanyi used that hand to gently lift up a strand of Bailian's black hair that was slightly damp from the dew on her temples, slowly twisted it between her fingertips, and stroked it carefully.

Although there was no emotion on her face, there was an ambiguous mockery in her fingers.

"Shashasha..."

The beautiful silver scorpion crawled slowly between her slender jade fingers.

The extremely familiar voice was like a sharp knife tempered with poison, scraping back and forth in Balian's heart.

Bailian's expression and movements were frozen, and he didn't dare to move.

The Silver Scorpion is small and ferocious, but it seems to have achieved a great effect.

The delicate and delicate scorpion tail, as small as a fishhook, shook out into a terrifying shape in Balian's stinging peripheral vision, as if it was devouring everything he had with its claws and teeth, exuding terror wantonly.

The slow but strong emotions felt like being hit through the chest with a hammer, rushing up to the Tianling Gai along with the frightening fishy aura from the heart.

It's almost time to meet Cang Nanyi, and it's time to get down to business.
To be continued...