I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 112 The Bites on the Neck

Li Tingyun never expected him to say that. She raised an eyebrow and asked again, "I can have anything I want?"

Mei Shiyu had nothing of value; he had left Daoxuan Sect in a hurry and hadn't brought anything with him except for the Qing Shuang Sword.

Li Tingyun lacks nothing except for being immoral... but he probably doesn't even realize it himself.

Mei Shiyu wondered what he could possibly want from her.

You can't gain anything from this.

Li Tingyun was most likely only interested in the Qing Shuang sword.

Or perhaps he enjoys the thrill of snatching a sword from a swordsman and humiliating him.

He's such a despicable person!!!

To have one's natal weapon snatched from a sword cultivator is no less than the humiliation of having one's wife stolen—let alone high-level cultivators, even a novice at Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment would value their sword highly and consider having it taken from them an utter disgrace.

Mei Shiyu so readily handed over the sword.

It was simply because he saw his "apprentice" on the verge of death and was extremely anxious.

He was terrified that Li Tingyun would suddenly turn on him.

He couldn't guarantee that he could snatch his life back from the other's grasp.

Mei Shiyu had faced such life-or-death moments countless times in his past lives. Based on his years of experience stroking tigers, he had summarized a complete set of "rules for raising wild beasts".

The first rule is: Don't confront him directly; going against his will will definitely kill you!

Therefore, Mei Shiyu insisted on the strategic policy of "retreating to advance" in front of Li Tingyun.

On the surface, he says, "You're absolutely right," but privately he says, "I'll think of another way."

Extreme stretching.

A frantic test.

In the end, he successfully brought about his own demise.

Mei Shiyu found the cause of her death in her previous life utterly absurd and laughable.

He was extremely resistant to Li Tingyun, both physically and mentally.

I simply cannot live under the same roof with him!

Otherwise he would be under immense mental stress, and he would feel uncomfortable all over... He wanted to vomit.

So when Li Tingyun walked towards him with Qing Shuang in his hand, Mei Shiyu's first reaction was to cover his mouth and gesture "please stop" to him.

Then he turned his back, grabbed the door frame, and gagged.

It was entirely a psychological reaction that triggered the physical discomfort.

Li Tingyun: "..."

Why is this so?

Mei Shiyu's stress response caused Li Tingyun's face to turn as black as the bottom of a pot.

But since he didn't like it, Li Tingyun didn't go near him.

Mei Shiyu turned around, her movements somewhat slow, and looked up at him hesitantly.

He said, "Qing Shuang... I've given it to you. Give me back that spirit pet."

Li Tingyun remained silent and glanced at Wangcai.

Now that things have come to this, he can only adapt to the situation.

Mei Shiyu reacted so strongly even to seeing him once. If she knew that the disciple she had been spending every day with these past few days was him, she would probably be so angry that she would fall ill.

Li Tingyun glanced at Wangcai.

Wangcai remained motionless, squatting on the ground and wagging its tail.

The poor dog had no idea what was going on between the two of them.

All he knew was to wag his tail and obediently stay by his master's side.

Li Tingyun coughed deliberately.

Wangcai raised his head and saw his owner give him a wink, but he didn't understand, so he lowered his head again.

It continued wagging its tail foolishly.

If Li Tingyun hadn't kicked him in the butt and made him roll over, he wouldn't have moved.

Wangcai: Lacking in tact, but obedient.

The moment Li Tingyun lifted his leg, Mei Shiyu's heart leaped into his throat.

Fortunately, he didn't kick the dog to death.

After Wangcai came to her side, Mei Shiyu felt a little relieved, but she still dared not relax completely.

He couldn't remain calm until he got rid of Li Tingyun, that Buddha.

Wangcai walked over to Mei Shiyu and sniffed the noodles and soup on the ground.

His keen sense of smell told him that this bowl of noodles must be delicious.

It's such a waste to just throw it on the ground like that.

Mei Shiyu bent down and patted Wangcai's head, sighed inwardly, and remembered to use the Immortal Binding Lock to transmit her voice: "After we send this big bad guy away, I'll make you another bowl, okay?"

The "big bad guy" on the other end of the Binding Immortal Lock: "..."

Li Tingyun silently put his right hand behind his back.

If I hadn't mentioned him, I would have almost forgotten about the troublesome Immortal Binding Lock.

Fortunately, this magical artifact is usually hidden, otherwise he would have been completely exposed just now.

The existence of the Immortal Binding Lock is a hidden danger.

We need to find a way to quietly eliminate this hidden danger.

Before he could come up with a good solution, he heard Mei Shiyu sigh softly in his heart.

"Sigh, we can't let him take the Azure Frost Sword away like this. We have to think of a way to get it back."

Li Tingyun: "..."

So, this is how you played spy games in your past life?

He's two-faced, always keeping his true intentions hidden.

Mei Shiyu pursed her lips slightly, while Yu Guangzhong's enormous figure was still standing there.

I couldn't help but think: This annoying guy, why isn't he leaving yet? Why isn't he leaving yet? Why isn't he leaving yet?

Li Tingyun chuckled and said, "Immortal Mei, I don't want this sword anymore."

The moment he heard Mei Shiyu muttering to herself, his brow twitched, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

That's fucking damn good.

He wondered how Mei Shiyu could have such a charmingly unexpected side!

It stirred up wicked thoughts in him, making him want to tease him to death.

Mei Shiyu was quite incredulous at his words. "What did you say?"

Li Tingyun walked towards him step by step, and seeing him hurriedly protect the dog behind him, she said unhurriedly:

"I said, I don't want this sword, and I don't care about this dog either, so why are you so nervous?"

He walked over and handed Qing Shuang back to Mei Shiyu.

He leaned slightly forward and said in a deep voice, "But I still want to tell you, you can forget about killing me with this sword."

Mei Shiyu's heart trembled as she suddenly recalled her past life.

He stared at Li Tingyun in astonishment, but the other party seemed unconcerned and indifferent.

The scene of Li Tingyun returning the sword to him just now slowly overlapped with the scene in his past life's memory where Li Tingyun pulled out the blood-stained sword stuck in his heart and personally handed it to him.

The line, "Don't even think about killing me with this sword," in particular, plunged him into a deep reverie from which he could not escape.

In his past life, Li Tingyun had also told him, "This sword cannot kill me."

Two identical voices from past and present lives merged in my ears.

Mei Shiyu looked directly into Li Tingyun's eyes and asked questioningly, "Could it be that you, like me, have also been reborn...?"

His voice trailed off halfway through his sentence.

Because he saw that Li Tingyun looked puzzled.

"Reborn from what?"

"nothing."

Mei Shiyu lowered her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and casually covered it up.

He had assumed that Li Tingyun, like him, was a reborn person.

But judging from the other party's reaction, it doesn't seem so.

That's true. If the Taiji Palace Master from the previous life had also been reborn... he probably would have killed him the moment he broke down the door and their eyes met.

Mei Shiyu picked up Qing Shuang, and the blade reflected a pair of cold, clear eyes.

The sword sheath was still wrapped around his waist as a belt.

With a thought from Mei Shiyu, the green frost vanished in an instant.

The belt has become more secure.

Li Tingyun suddenly said, "Immortal Mei, there will be no next time."

Mei Shiyu looked up at him, unsure of his meaning.

Li Tingyun whispered in his ear, "If you point this sword at me again and try to fight me, I will..."

He paused briefly in his speech.

For a long time, no one continued speaking.

Mei Shiyu could clearly hear his breathing, which was very close to hers.

But he forgot how to breathe.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

It was also extremely repressed.

Mei Shiyu waited in vain for Li Tingyun's threatening words of killing her and destroying her spirit.

All that followed was a faint, ambiguous laugh.

"Immortal Venerable, how did you get the bite mark on your neck?"

It was described as a light laugh, but it was actually unusually cold.

The cold penetrated to the bone.