Her graceful body was curled into a ball on the bed. Even in her sleep, she seemed to be enduring some kind of pain.
The young man slowly approached and reached out with his right hand...
Bang!
Before he could react, he was already sprawled heavily on the ground, his insides feeling as if they had been smashed to pieces.
The Dao Essence in his body scattered, and two fingers clamped tightly around his throat.
The man's face quickly flushed red. Eyes wide, he stared at the woman pinning him down, the one wearing a Faceless Mask.
"Sw... Swal..."
The Unmasked Human Demon glanced at the bottles and jars scattered across the floor. Seeing that they all contained various kinds of medicine for wounds, she gently loosened her fingers, though her gaze remained icy. "What are you trying to do?"
"You seem... badly hurt." The young man spoke with nervous uncertainty in his voice. "I wanted... to help."
"Useless little fool." The Unmasked Human Demon scoffed. She rose and returned to the bed, her tone teasing. "How could you possibly help me?"
Liang Jiu, once a disciple of the Azure Cloud Pavilion in Yong Kingdom, lay motionless on the ground, still trapped in that shuddering sensation of near death, unable to break free.
Swallow turned and sat on the bed, her graceful figure forming a still, elegant curve. As she swept her long hair back, she wiped away the cold sweat beading at the nape of her neck. Then, without a trace, she drew her jade-white hand back and rested it on her knee.
Her voice turned tender. "Silly boy, why are you still lying there?"
Liang Jiu jolted and scrambled to his feet. His unsteady steps knocked into the bottles and jars, making them clink. Then he stopped in