C26 (1/2)

When Siyan Qingjun heard Yun Duan's words, he took off his book and looked at her. ”You're from the Desolate Mountain, right?!”

A certain tone.

Yun Duan looked at him warily. After a long while, he smiled and said, ”You can even come up with this?”

Siyan Qingjun slowly poured himself a cup of tea. His eyes were cold as he said, ”Your dagger has a heavy killing intent!”

Yun Duan was stunned. ”Could it be that just the fact the killing intent is heavy means that they came from a barren mountain?”

”Evil!” After sipping a cup of tea, Siyan Qingjun looked at Yun Duan, ”Only the Desolate Mountain has the most evil side. Moreover, your dagger has already been stained in blood for a day or two!”

Yun Duan frowned. Everyone said that the Misty Monarch was very smart and good at scheming. It seemed that he was right and was very meticulous.

She had never had anything to hide. In this world, there were probably not many people who knew that the three kings of the Myriad Dawn Palace had stayed in the mountains for over three hundred years. However, this person was actually able to see through it.

”It's not good to have too much killing intent!” Si Yan Qing Jun calmly glanced at the clouds, his gaze returning to the book, his face expressionless.

To be honest, Yun Duan didn't like the Misty Monarch too much. In other words, who would like such an unfathomable and terrifying person who could see through so many things?

It was a terrible feeling, as if nothing she wanted could escape her eyes.

Yun Duan slowly lowered her gaze and looked into the river. After some thought, she still felt that it was no good. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, she was still a person. She could not hurt her heart, so she was hoping to bring back some good news.

However, she really didn't know how to get along with such a cold person, much less curry favor with him and ask for his help.

Yun Duan was irritated to the point that she was hungry. She looked at the sky and realized that she was indeed hungry. She had directly fallen asleep in the morning, and now, she had not even drunk a single sip of her saliva at noon.

Forget it, let's find something to eat.

She stood up and turned her head to look at the white robed Si Yan Qing Jun. She walked up the mountain in frustration. As she walked, she thought, isn't this kind of person that attacks the heart a bit too ugly?

Why did Siyan Qingjun have to be so beautiful?

Her entire body was cold to the point where no one was allowed to enter. She was proud and aloof, even more so than the white lotus.

Siyan Qingjun stared at Yun Duan's back as she left. His cold eyes blinked as he poured himself a cup of tea and slowly sipped on it.

There was fog on the mountain, but it was floating above his head. Yun Duan took out a dagger and looked at it, and then she thought of what Si Yan Qing Jun had said.

This dagger had followed her for over 300 years, and there was blood on its surface every day. Not only did it have killing intent, but it also had a murderous aura. She was the same as this dagger.

What was he trying to express?

Yun Duan was most afraid of guessing people's minds, so she took some time to think about it. However, she was still unable to figure it out.

Forget it, she was so hungry that she decided to finish the food first.

There were bushes on the mountain, and there were all sorts of trees. Leaning on a thick tree, he observed carefully and found a few deer eating berries. They were smaller than the old yellow dog and probably hadn't grown up yet.

It's easier to hunt.

Yun Duan had a lot of experience in this area. As she got closer, she tried her best not to make a sound.

He slowly pulled out the dagger in his hand, and just as it was about to get close, he suddenly made a move. He pulled out the dagger slowly, and just as he was about to get close, he suddenly shot out the dagger quickly and accurately.

She did not even blink as she wiped the blood off her face and carried the deer down the mountain. After walking a few steps, she thought of something and walked back, and then she looked around and found a small tree and walked over. There was a red fruit hanging on the tree, so Yun Duan picked one and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, nodded, and tasted good, then picked a few more and stuffed it into his bosom.

He then headed in the direction he remembered and picked some juice. He picked a few different fruits along the way, but found one of the larger leaves and wrapped it in a bundle. Then, he carried the deer down the mountain.

The fog was getting thicker, and the road ahead was not too clear. The clouds had a good sense of direction, so she slowly descended from the fog. The previously warm sun was now covered by clouds, no wonder the fog was thick.

Clouds in the river downstream skin the deer, washed clean and carried Siyan Qingjun to the front of the bamboo house.

She strung up the pieces of meat, lit a fire, and put the meat on the rack to roast. During this time, Si Yan Qing Jun didn't even look at her, nor did she bother to find fault with her. She walked to the river bank and took out the fruits wrapped in a large leaf.

Yun Duan wanted to say that this Yan Qingjun's hand was very coincidental, and that the bamboo basket was weaved very nicely, very delicately.

After washing the fruits and putting them in the bamboo basket, he glanced at Siyan Qingjun, his black eyes somewhat conflicted. Should he give it to him? Or could it be to keep him to eat?

She didn't pick them for herself. Even if she did eat them, she wouldn't be able to eat much. These fruits were all fresh, so it wouldn't be good if they were picked tomorrow.

This Si Yan Qing Jun didn't eat her barbecue. This fruit was vegetarian, so he wouldn't eat it as well, right?

After thinking for a long time, Yun Duan gently placed the fruit in front of Siyan Qingjun. She felt that she should say something, but seeing his cold and detached appearance, she didn't know what to say.

She could only turn around and walk towards the grill. It was better for her to roast her own meat.

She tried her best to suppress the bad memories in her heart. At this moment, if she still revealed everything to others, then her 300 years of time in the Desolate Mountain Range would have been for nothing.