881: Chapter 0881: Unreasonable Woman 881: Chapter 0881: Unreasonable Woman The coldly beautiful woman gave Luo Yang a few sidelong glances and then pursed her red lips as she settled down.
She too knew that Luo Yang wouldn’t just let go easily, struggling would be useless.
If it wasn’t for Luo Yang holding her life in his grasp, the outco of a fight between them would still be an unknown.
“Sister, let speak frankly.
If the Blood Devil were mine, I would be willing to give it to you,” Luo Yang sincerely said.
The coldly beautiful woman slightly raised the corners of her mouth, clearly disdainful of his words.
“Think about it, the people from the Eight Immortals Hall and those from the Jiuyang Hall are all at the resort—how could I possibly acquire the Blood Devil so easily?”
At this point, it was better to play it soft, to appeal to reason and emotion.
Seeing the coldly beautiful woman’s facial features soften a bit, Luo Yang knew his strategy was the correct one.
Feeling slightly pleased inwardly, Luo Yang continued, “Sister, I’m just an ordinary person and really can’t help you.
Please let my friend go.”
The coldly beautiful woman remained silent for a mont, her dark eyes turning, clearly deep in thought.
She occasionally lifted her eyelids to take a quick glance at Luo Yang’s firm face, her mind clearly calculating sothing.
Now that he held her life in his hands, Luo Yang would not let go easily.
Unless Hong Jiaxin and the other two beauties were rescued, there was still room for negotiation.
While the coldly beautiful woman pondered, Luo Yang waited for her to speak up and was naturally very leisurely about it.
“Hey!
Do you know the oath I have made?” she said softly.
Originally, Luo Yang thought of the coldly beautiful woman as a beauty who spoke in a very cold and impolite manner.
Now there was a 180-degree shift, her voice no longer sharp, becoming so soft that it made Luo Yang sowhat uncomfortable.
Such a sudden change usually hides so unspeakable sche.
Luo Yang prepared himself ntally.
“Sister, what oath did you make?” he feigned great interest.
Knowing all too well that the coldly beautiful woman wouldn’t respond to pressure, he could only engage in a bit of small talk with her.
After another glance at Luo Yang, the coldly beautiful woman said shyly, “I once swore that whoever could heal my injury, I would marry him.
If you have the ability to cure , I might marry you.”
Really?
This?
Luo Yang’s brain buzzed for a mont, and he blanked out for half a second.
Soon after, he pondered whether the coldly beautiful woman was using a beauty sche, and with a sneer in his heart, he quickly replied, “Sister, first let my friend go, and then we’ll talk.”
She didn’t respond, her eyes turning again.
“Sister, are you serious?” Luo Yang sneered.
“Of course, I am.
Once you completely heal my injury, you can marry ,” she nodded.
In this era of free love, is there still a need for coercion and force?
Luo Yang had already determined that the coldly beautiful woman was playing clever tricks and naturally did not believe her words.
Ti was pressing, and there was no ti to continue playing gas with her.
Luo Yang went back to the matter at hand, “Sister, please let my three friends go first.
My patience is limited.
Don’t think I won’t get physical.”
The coldly beautiful woman’s eyebrows raised, and she retorted coyly, “Then why don’t you just kill ?!”
Eh?!
This forceful?
With a laugh, Luo Yang said, “I’ve helped you heal your injury, what more do you want?”
“It’s only temporarily healed!”
Talking about this subject, a layer of sorrowful indifference covered the coldly beautiful woman’s pretty face instantly.
Luo Yang observed her expression and did not notice any discomfort.
Besides, with his left hand still clutching her wrist pulse, he could take her pulse; there seed to be no issues with her pulse.
Luo Yang sneered, “Sister, I do know a thing or two about dicine!”
Not ntioning it would have been fine, but once he said it, it actually provoked a disdainful smile from the coldly beautiful woman.
Although not considered supernaturally gifted in dicine, Luo Yang did count as a Little Miracle Doctor with his dical knowledge from the Shennong Scripture.
He had just healed the injury of her Yin Spirit, and now she pretended not to rember.
Luo Yang bluntly said, “Sister, did your injury heal on its own?”
Put on the spot by his question, the coldly beautiful woman was at a loss for words for a few seconds.
Seeing her turning her eyes, he knew she was searching for the right words.
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