Thinking of this, Xiyan pondered, and the folds between her eyebrows became heavier: "What do you mean..."

"She and Mo Qingyi practice the same technique, which quickly improves their skills in the short term at the cost of burning life."

Sheng Yan stared at her dark eyes, his thin lips almost pursed into a straight line, "The only difference between the two is that Shangguan Yunxi was stopped by you and forced to disperse the skills and detoxify, and Mo Qingyi has indeed practiced it. Now, let alone you, even his adoptive father is not her opponent."

Xiyan suddenly realized.

She remembered that she seemed to have heard Ye Mohan say that the technique was extremely yin and poisonous, and once she practiced it, she would definitely die within two or three months.

But in contrast, during the period before her death, she would have nearly invincible power, and no one would be her opponent.

Mo Qingyi came to her now, and must have known that she had not lived long, so before she died, she tried her best to take Xiyan and Ye Mohan to her to bury her.

"There is no way to deal with her?"

Xiyan asked, but in turn, the look of Sheng Yan looking at the idiot: "Why should I tell you?"

Xiyan: “…”

She almost forgot that this person is now a mortal enemy of her.

To put it bluntly, he is in the same group as Mo Qingyi, so there is no reason to help her deal with her own people.

"Forget it, if you don't say it, don't say it." She curled the corner of her lips, took an orange from the fruit plate on the table, and pushed it away casually, "Anyway, you are in my hands. If something happens, I will take you as a hostage. If you die, you will die first."

Holy Flame: "…"

"They are chasing."

Just as Xiyan brought the last petal of orange meat into her mouth, Sheng Yan suddenly said something.

Xiyan paused the movements in her hands, and then sat calmly, chewing slowly, turning a deaf ear to his warning.

The Holy Flame is silent.

The first person to find this place was the head of the Spirit Clan. He found the location of the Holy Flame and came to save his favorite heir.

"Aren't you afraid that your adoptive father and Mo Qingyi will kill you?" Sheng Yan saw that she was still drinking tea, his eyebrows were beating and he asked unbearably.

Xiyan put down the teacup, tilted her head and thought for a while: "I dare not say Mo Qingyi, but your adoptive father's words should not only want my life, but also my uncle and Ye Mohan. He wants us to die together."

"So even if he catches me now, he will not kill me immediately. Instead, he will temporarily imprison me and use me as bait to attract my uncle and Ye Mohan to take the bait. This is why Mo Qingyi did not kill me immediately after seeing me, but insisted on pulling me to meet Ye Mohan for the last time. I guess right?"

Xiyan analyzed the cause and effect of things from beginning to end, and said with certainty, as if she had heard their plans with her own eyes.

Shengyan stopped talking.

He had been imprisoned by her for several days and did not fully know the plan of the patriarch and Mo Qingyi, but according to his estimate, Xi Yan's analysis should be not far from the truth.

but……

"Don't be too happy too early," he spoke, and halfway through, thinking again, "they might kill you directly."

"Oh?" Xiyan raised her eyebrows, "Will it?"
Chapter completed!