âWho goes first for the second trial?â Nangong Liuyunâs eyes were cold and detached as ice, without a trace of warmth.
Now, a number of hours had already passed, but there were still three groups who hadnât crossed yet.
âWeâll cross first,â Beichen Ying and Zi Yan spoke in unison.
Li Yaoyao wanted to say something but hesitated.
âOtherwise, you guys can cross first?â Beichen Ying smiled maliciously.
âNot necessary!â Li Yaoyao humphed coldly.
She watched Nangong Liuyun and Su Luoâs manner of nestling against each other, in her eyes, the jealousy bordered on madness.
A malicious thought suddenly emerged from her heart.
Before, the master of the Nine Different Palace Halls had said that if four people were to step on the white jade bridge at the same time, then what awaited these four people was indiscriminate destruction.
Perhaps, in this life and in this world, she would only have this chance to die together with her Third Senior Brother.
Li Yaoyaoâs eyes flickered with a faint poisonous light.
âSitu Ming, you donât have any objections right?â Beichen Ying asked again.
On the surface, Situ Ming was smiling: âWhatever Yaoyao said counts.â
He showed clearly that everything was up to Li Yaoyao.
Beichen Ying completely disapproved of Situ Mingâs conduct and deeds.
Considering their past friendship, Beichen Ying could not help but give him a warning: âBrother Situ, taking a no complaints stance may not necessarily conclude with what the gentleman desires.â
Situ Ming glanced at Li Yaoyao with a tranquil and calm expression but his position was firm: âRegardless of the conclusion, I will endure the hardship gladly. Brother Beichen doesnât need to persuade me more.â
What a stupid and pitiful man! This was the verdict Beichen Ying gave to Situ Ming.
How Li Yaoyao conducted herself, everyone with eyes could see it. Even Luo Dieyi and Luo Haochen had already seen her true colors. Only Situ Ming was still as infatuated as before.
Perhaps it wasnât because he couldnât see clearly, but that he wasnât willing to see her so clearly.
Since matters were already like this, Beichen Ying also didnât feel like wasting more words with him.
âBeichen Ying, youâre meddling too much in other peopleâs business. We want to be the last group to go.â Li Yaoyao humphed coldly.
Although Beichen Yingâs words were vague, but did he think she was a fool? With the hints being so obvious, thinking she wouldnât understand it?
âThe last group?â Beichen Yingâs footsteps stopped and turned around.
He faintly felt that there was something really fishy about letting Li Yaoyaoâs group be the last to cross. However, what was fishy about it, he couldnât say.
Beichen Ying shot a worried glanced at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyunâs expression was cold and detached, but spoke in a manner of making the final decision, âSitu Ming will be the third group to go.â
It was to the extent that he didnât even feel like mentioning the three characters âLi Yaoyaoâ.
âThird Senior Brother...â Li Yaoyao stomped her feet in anger!
Although she might not really step onto the bridge and attempt suicide when Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun were on the white jade bridge. But Third Senior Brother...
âI canât possibly expose my back to people I canât trust.â Nangong Liuyun stopped in his tracks, and after he finished saying this, in a cold and detached manner, he returned to Su Luoâs side.
People he canât trust...
Li Yaoyao and Situ Mingâs complexions both froze.
Beichen Ying laughed happily: âLi Yaoyao, put away all your devilish plans. How can you be Nangong Liuyunâs opponent.â
Finished speaking, Beichen Ying and Zi Yan, both in high spirits, stepped onto the white jade bridge.
The two peopleâs figures gradually moved further away, eventually disappearing into the thick fog of white clouds.
Because they were her friends, this time, Su Luo strained her ears to hear. Her expression was also somewhat serious and grave.
âDonât worry. Beichen Ying and Zi Yanâs strengths are still passable. If Luo Haochen can pass, they definitely can pass too.â
âThis I know, however, as always, I canât avoid being worried.â Su Luo leaned against his shoulder, with her gaze unblinkingly still watching that long, drawn-out white jade bridge, âVery quickly, itâll be our turn soon.â