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1140 You Have Bad Eyesigh

Gu Xijiu focused her vision on his eyes and spoke again, "Your eyes make you look like a bad person."

Di Fuyi's glare felt like it could penetrate one's soul, but he replied, "You have bad eyesight!" Di Fuyi said to her, with a face full of pride.

Gu Xijiu could not help but laugh at his funny remark. "You are quite funny, actually," said Gu Xijiu. Her eyes then fell on the Spiritual Chain that was intended to reduce his spiritual power.

The cuffs were especially wicked. It came with handcuffs and shackles connecting his wrists and ankles. Moreover, the inner circle of the cuffs were covered with emerging nails. These nails would deeply penetrate the flesh and bones of the prisoner. Most cuffs are smeared with the blood of their victims. Even the slightest of movements would cause more bleeding. 

Gu Xijiu fixed her gaze on the cuffs attentively for a few moments. She then took two steps forward and asked, "Are you… hurt?"

Di Fuyi looked at her pale little face and smiled at her reaction. "It is fine. Come in front of me, let me take a closer look at you."

Gu Xijiu was still very alert. She shook her head at his request. "No! My dear Zhao told me that you are a cunning man. If I get any closer, you will surely plot against me…"

Di Fuyi sighed. "Look at these chains. I am trapped here and unable to move. I can barely even move my hands. How am I going to plot against you?"

Gu Xijiu's eyes sparkled. He managed to have quickly convinced her, so she stood there and thought about what he said for a moment. "It seems like it."

"I suppose your spiritual power has already reached level six, hasn't it? I have no power to defend myself if you intend to kill me now. Logically speaking, I should be the one who is worried, not you. Am I right?"

Gu Xijiu nodded. "Yes."

She was as innocent as a child. There was a sign of pain in Di Fuyi's eyes, but his smile was showing a mild inconsistency. "Come here and let me have a look at you."

Gu Xijiu had become too naive. She took a few steps closer but stopped abruptly about a meter away from him. She frowned and said, "You stink!"

She seemed like she could no longer endure it, as she kept fanning herself to dismiss the scent.

Di Fuyi did not know what to say. He had not taken a bath in six days. Furthermore, the place was hot, causing him to sweat profusely. He could not utilize his cleaning spell, as the chains had bounded his spiritual power. However, he had the body of a God. He would not stink even if he did not take a bath in days. Yet, the expression on her face made his scent seem unbearable.

Di Fuyi was highly skilled in medicine. Although he did not quite understand Long Fan's modern medicine, he could somehow find some similarities. As his medical knowledge was extensive and profound, it was not long before he managed to find some clues.

He thought about it for a moment and questioned her, "What kind of scent can you smell from me?"

Gu Xijiu furrowed her brows into a tight-knit. "You smell of stinky salted fish."

Di Fuyi did not answer, as that was indeed a disgusting scent. It was no wonder that she held her breath the last time she came closer to feed him with some water.

"Am I the only one who has this scent, or do others have it as well?"

Gu Xijiu answered him accordingly, "Everyone has it. Every man stinks, except for my dearest Zhao. He smells heavenly."

"All men smell of stinky salted fish?"

"They are different. Some smell of smelly tofu, decayed corpse, sweaty feet and even the stench of rotting fish…" Gu Xijiu named the scents one by one as if she were counting them with her fingers.

Di Fuyi's eyes flickered. He looked down and heaved a sigh of disapproval. He knew what kind of poison she had consumed.

Long Fen was really a lunatic. He drugged her with the Sweet Heart poison, causing her to be only intensely interested in Mo Zhao. That explained her enormous trust and affection for Mo Zhao earlier. She even addressed him repeatedly as her dearest Zhao.

He knew how to make the antidote, but with his current situation, there was nothing much that he could do. Just when he was about to say something, Long Fan suddenly emerged with blistering pace. "Xijiu, why are you here? Come with me."