Sima Yi's narrow eyes narrowed, and there was unconcealable murderous intent in them. His tall, aquiline nose made him look even more stern.

"You have real feelings for him."

Not a question.

"So?" Shen Yingxia's expression became more serious, and spiritual power surged in her body and gathered in her hands.

She was evaluating whether this delicate body could withstand a thunderstorm.

"Oh, it seems to be true. The kitten's fur has exploded!" Sima Yi let go of her hand and got up from her.

Due to the limitations of her physical body, her control over spiritual power was also unfamiliar. A small amount of spiritual power actually leaked out from the hair, and the hair opened its teeth and claws restlessly.

Shen Yingxia stood up, took a deep breath, and everything returned to calm.

"It seems that the old immortal really has two brushes. He actually gave you magical powers!" No matter how powerful Sima Yi is, he is only a mortal, so he is still in awe of such mysterious power.

"Yes, Master has given me the gift of reinvention."

"If you and Liu Yu'er were to fight, who would be stronger?"

Shen Yingxia walked towards the desk originally prepared for herself.

Although it was not close to Sima Yi, it was located in a corner of the house, which was narrow and inconvenient to escape.

What happened just now made her feel sad.

Shen Yingxia hesitated for a moment, did not choose to sit down, but turned around to question.

"Are you looking for me today just to talk nonsense?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you the truth! Stop struggling, I'm bound to win this world! You, I'm bound to win too!

"I know all the little tricks you do behind your back."

His tone sounded like he was teasing a kitten that occasionally had a tantrum at home.

Everything about her was under his control. He was showing his strength, just like she did to Jiang Niannian today. Sima Yi approached Shen Yingxia step by step, and with one quick step, he held her in his arms. All the hibiscus flowers embroidered on Shen Yingxia's skirt bloomed.

However, Sima Yi raised his other hand with great interest and gently brushed the delicate face, his mouth full of playfulness.

"A kitten that always blows up is not cute at all!"

The door to the private room was kicked open with a bang. Tanlang, who was dressed in black clothes, had a stern face and was surrounded by black energy. He looked even more sinister than the evil god.

Tan Lang raised his hand and Sima Yi was hit on the wall of the elegant room, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Sima Yi had obviously never seen such a terrifying scene, and before he had time to react, Tan Lang was about to strike again.

Shen Yingxia hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, shaking her head.

"Use charm to erase his memory." Shen Yingxia glanced outside, but no one came up despite such a big movement.

Did he just use a spell? Tan Lang calmed down now, squatted in front of Sima Yi, and looked down at him: "You didn't see anything."

"I didn't see anything." Sima Yi looked blank.

"You were drunk and fell down the stairs, and you were injured."

"I was drunk and fell down the stairs and got hurt."

Tan Lang waved his sleeves, and Sima Yi immediately passed out.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky outside the window, and dark clouds continued to gather.

Shen Yingxia grabbed Tan Lang and ran out. There were many guards lying on the stairs.

There are people from Sima Yi and there are people from Shen Yingxia. But she couldn't care less at this moment. She rushed to the yard, got on her horse and said, "Quickly!"

Tan Lang didn't get on his horse, "I can do it myself, but stay away from here!"


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