There aren't many truths in the world. A woman's blushing speaks volumes...
Provided that - there's no Jolian here who's drunk silly.
Little An was all over Yimansha like an octopus.
She wrapped her arms around the other's neck and rubbed her small face against Yimansha's non - stop.
Yimansha was either frightened or her mind short - circuited, standing there in a daze.
The tips of her ears were as red as if they'd been boiled in hot water! Truly high - attack but paper - defense!
"Huh?"
"Um, Wifey Jihuali, why are you so soft?" Jolian stopped rubbing randomly and stared at her with unfocused eyes.
"Too... too close..." Yimansha tilted her head slightly backwards. If she didn't do that, the two of them would definitely kiss.
"Damn! Is drunk Qiao this bold?" Wumulian was lying on the railing of the stairs, watching.
Most of the guild members were in a similar position. In short, the lively party just now had become completely silent.
"Looks like I didn't miss Little Shasha blushing this time."
Lady Vesir pushed a baby carriage and came out. When she passed by Lian, she tapped her butt with a small fan.
"Hmm!!! " Wumulian was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and immediately turned around: "Wh... what are you doing!"
"Nothing! Be careful, you're showing too much~" With that, she quickly walked down the stairs, not giving anyone a chance to call her a pervert.
"Behave yourself!" It seemed that seeing Vesir coming, Yimansha immediately sealed Jolian in ice and protected her behind.
"Aww, Little Shasha is still so cute~ It's only been a few days and you're already protecting her? Nine days? Ten days?"
The lady passed her by, picked up a glass of wine from the wooden barrel beside her, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"The time isn't right yet. I'm not interested in her for now. You don't need to be so defensive against me. Besides... she can't be killed anyway. Didn't you see that when you were a kid?"
With that, Vesir turned around, raised her glass and looked at the others in the guild: "Cheers to our gathering at [The Other Shore]!"
"Cheers!" The guild became lively again, and no one cared about what was going on here anymore.
"What on earth do you want to do!" Yimansha looked at her with an unfriendly expression.
"Little Shasha, don't you think you're living a twisted life? This should be the second time I've said this to you."
"Forgive the former Jolian? And now protect this Jolian? Even if she has a different core, you're still going to be trapped by her? Just how much do you like this body?"
"It's not forgiveness! It's about being even! She and the other one are two different people!" Yimansha said each word slowly, and the temperature around gradually turned cold and icy.
"That's why I say you're living a twisted life." Lady Vesir put the glass on the bar counter and turned to leave:
"Oh, I'll give you a free piece of information. There are your old friends in [Underworld Land]. You'd better take both Qiao and Lian with you, otherwise no one will be there to collect your body."
"Of course, I do hope Little Shasha can come back alive, but I'm afraid someone is hell - bent on dying... then even the gods can't save them."
"Thank you for the information! But I won't die!"
Yimansha looked at her retreating figure, then dispersed the ice on Jolian. The other person was already shivering from the cold.
"Need some help?" Fu Xinyue tilted her head and looked at her with a smile on her face.
"No need..."
Yimansha bent down and carried Little An on her back. Xinyue stepped aside, still wearing the brightest smile on her face:
"Don't take Lian with you!"
"Um..." Yimansha responded with a soft voice, her head hanging low, completely losing the momentum she had just now.
One didn't know if it was because Little An was too heavy and had pressed her down...
Passing through the noisy crowd, Yimansha didn't take Little An back to her own home, but sent her back to her room.
"Am I really living a twisted life?"
She looked at the former with a complicated expression. After tidying up the hair that fell on her cheeks, she left...
But the moment she closed the door in front of her, a eyeball suddenly burst out from Jolian's chest.
However, immediately after, a tongue stretched out from the wound and rolled it in. What appeared again was clearly a mouth full of sharp teeth!
It was three days later when Jolian woke up again. If this were on her former planet, she would probably have been long dead.
"Ugh, it hurts..." Little An covered her still - swollen head and got up from the bed.
"Qiao, you're awake!" Wumulian put down the Twin - Banger Snake and walked over, scolding in a boss - like tone:
"Tell me, how could you be so daring? An alchemist drinking the old man's wine? Aren't you afraid of drinking yourself to death?"
"Huh? Lian, why are you in my room?" Jolian was obviously not fully awake yet, always focusing on strange things.
"Not only am I in your room, I've been hiding... cough, staying in your room for three days."
The pink - haired girl blushed and changed the subject. God knows what she had been through.
"Qiao, how do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
"Three days? I've been asleep for that long!" Little An silently made a note in her heart that she would never drink again. "My body is okay, except for being a bit dizzy... Hmm? Jia'eduoshilv?"
"What's wrong, Qiao? What did you say later? I didn't hear it." Wumulian was a bit confused as she watched Jolian open her mouth but not make any sound at the end.
Did drinking alcohol ruin her language function?
"I said Jia'eduoshilv?" Jolian repeated it. She didn't know why, but these words suddenly popped up in her mind.
Wumulian: "???"
The pink - haired girl was so frightened that she directly jumped onto the bed and grabbed her shoulders. "Qiao, don't scare me! You didn't really drink yourself speechless, did you?"
"What? How could I be speechless?" Little An shook off her hands.
"It's good that you're not. It's good that you're not." Lian patted her chest as if she had just escaped danger. "You really scared me just now. Don't do this again in the future."
"Don't talk nonsense. It's so strange..." Jolian suddenly seemed to realize something.
She repeated the words to Lian again:
"Ying'eduoshilv!"
Sure enough, Wumulian didn't react at all, as if the sound had been muted.
"Why can't she hear this sentence I said?" Little An covered her throat.
Gradually, she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten about seeing the eye on her body at that time!
"Could it be... this word has something to do with the eye! What exactly happened during the days I was asleep!"
Thinking this way, cold sweat broke out on Jolian's forehead. She tried to say it again.
Maybe because her hand was touching her neck, she felt that her vocal cords were vibrating in an incredible way!
It was as if this word couldn't be uttered with a human throat!
She had to adapt to it and change!
"Cough, cough~" As she spoke, Little An suddenly started coughing, and a taste of blood welled up in her throat.
"Qiao, what's wrong with you!" Wumulian gently patted her on the back, her eyes filled with endless worry.
"It's okay. My throat just suddenly feels a bit uncomfortable."
Little An waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.
"By the way, Lian, did Yimansha or Lady Vesir come by during the days I was asleep?"
The pink - haired girl said, "No. Yimansha seems to have taken on a commission and gone out. I haven't seen Lady Vesir these days."
"That should be it..."