deadly mantra

Chapter 138 No one can get in between Xing and Xiao

Pain, heart-piercing pain...

Feng Xiaoyao half-knelt on the ground, gasping for air. All the strength in her body seemed to be drained. She couldn't raise any strength. Her chest began to become numb and painful due to the spread of toxins.

In front of half a stick of incense, in order to save others, he had no time to dodge, and a piece of flesh and blood was bitten off by a corpse poison worm on his shoulder.

At this moment, the wound was emitting a smell like a rotting corpse.

But he couldn't care less about the treatment.

The current war situation is very unfavorable to them.

Most of the disciples of the Good Sword Alliance were injured in the fighting, and they could no longer maintain the previous formation. Now, not only himself, but everyone was holding on with their last breath.

And the companions who died...

Corpse poisonous bugs are like evil ghosts, treating them as food and vying to devour them.

The pile of stumps is hideous and terrifying.

The Corpse Poison Gu is too powerful and terrifying. Its fangs, claws, and even its skin and blood bones are all filled with deadly venom.

They are no match for this group of Gu insects...

Feng Xiaoyao clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, as if grasping the last straw. He could feel that the toxins in his body were about to paralyze his nerves, and his limbs began to become weak, making him unable to exert any strength.

already……

That's it.

He thought desperately in his heart, while holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, supporting his body, he stood up unsteadily, with his last breath, he shouted angrily, rushed forward, and pierced the disciple of the Good Sword Alliance with his sword. Corpse poisonous bug biting the side of the waist.

In an instant, the smelly liquid splashed onto Feng Xiaoyao's neck and chest.

He staggered forward and fell forward, barely holding himself up with his sword.

"Ha..." The corners of his mouth trembled, and he gave a slight sneer.

Feng Xiaoyao blinked and looked around with blurred vision.

This is hell.

hell...

Even the wind blowing on my face smelled like blood.

His eyes showed despair, his mind went blank, and in a daze, he thought of Ji Fanyin.

She sat on the porch and said to him——

With me and Chenchen escorting you, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, there is always a glimmer of hope, right?

……

hope……

Is he still there?

Feng Xiaoyao's hands kept shaking, and he struggled to raise his sword in front of him to block the corpse poisonous Gu insects.

At this moment, a dark shadow, like a mountain ghost, moved in front of Feng Xiaoyao and cut the corpse poison Gu insect in half with a sword.

"Thank you..." Before he could finish his words, the poison broke out in his body, and Feng Xiaoyao vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

He raised his hand and tremblingly wiped away the black blood from the corner of his mouth. Under the red light of the phosphorus fire, he saw a strange yet vaguely familiar face:

"You are……?"

An evil sneer appeared in Lu Wenxing's eyes, and the sharp sword in his hand stabbed out. Cold light flashed, and the sharp evil sword pierced Feng Xiaoyao's abdomen.

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick

Scarlet blood dripped onto the ground along the sword grid.

Feng Xiaoyao's facial features wrinkled together in pain, and her body couldn't stop shaking due to the huge pain.

"It's you..." The hoarse voice was filled with surprise.

He remembered.

They met on top of the cloud.

At that time, this man was with Bao Jingtong.

This person's name is...

Lu, Wen, Xing.

At the same moment, Lu Wenxing's eyes burned with blazing fire, and he spoke vicious words one after another:
"No one can get involved between Lu Wenxing and Xiao."

As soon as the sound fell, Lu Wenxing stretched out his hand, grasped Feng Xiaoyao's shoulder, pushed back, and slowly pulled the sword away from Feng Xiaoyao's body.

A stream of blood flowed from the wound in his abdomen.Feng Xiaoyao covered her face in pain.

Blood seeped out from the gaps between the fingers and left along the back of the hand.

Feng Xiaoyao's vision went dark and he fainted completely.

The next day.

early morning.

Jiuqu Mountain seems to be shrouded in death.

The disgusting fishy smell, accompanied by the bloody smell after killing, irritated Ji Fanyin's nasal cavity.

She stood at the foot of the mountain, squinted her eyes, glanced at the top of the mountain, raised her feet, and walked slowly up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain.

On the ground stained red by blood, mutilated corpses were piled into a small hill.

There were 27 corpses hanging on a century-old tree.

Ji Fanyin stopped for a moment and looked around for a while, as if he was looking for something.

At this time, the sun was rising slowly, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the ground.

A breeze blew by, and the leaves pressing on the sapphire finger rolled aside, exposing it.

The sun shines on the sapphire finger, refracting a ray of light and piercing Ji Fanyin's eyes.

found it.

Ji Fanyin smiled, walked over slowly, bent down to pick it up, held it in the palm of her hand, and continued walking up the mountain.As if it was no surprise at all, the sapphire finger ring would appear here instead of being worn on someone's hand.

Jiuqu Mountain is far or near from Qixia City.

She hurriedly arrived here, and it would take at least four or five hours. By the time she arrived, Feng Xiaoyao would have been dead for hundreds of rounds.

Therefore, she asked Hai Dongqing, who traveled thousands of miles, to take the first step to find Lu Wenxing.

Ji Qianying was right about one thing.

If something happens to Feng Xiaoyao, Chenchen will definitely not stand by and watch, and he will not let Chenchen appear in Jiuqu Mountain.

She understands Lu Wenxing, even better than him himself.

Lu Wenxing hated someone giving him orders the most in his life.

When he saw Qingyu twitching her fingers, he thought she was regretting and showing her favor to him.

Looking at the content of the letter, he will definitely be angry and resentful.

Angry at her for ruining his good mood, and angry at her for learning to care about other people's lives and deaths.

Therefore, she expected that he would throw away the sapphire ring again.

Lu Wenxing didn't care about Feng Xiaoyao's life before he saw Qingyu.

After seeing Qing Yu's thumb, not only would he not let Feng Xiaoyao go, he would also keep Feng Xiaoyao until the end and slowly torture Feng Xiaoyao until she came to collect Feng Xiaoyao's body.

And this is her real purpose.

When Lu Wenxing wants to kill someone, he will seal his throat with a sword without wasting any time.

When Lu Wenxing wanted to torture people, he could hold back his temper, spend a lot of time, little by little, resuscitate the dying people, and then torture the living people until they only had one breath left.

Feng Xiaoyao is good at everything, but he always takes chances with things, thinking that with a sense of loyalty, he dares to agree to things that he can't do.

She had discovered this before and had no intention of interfering too much.

Now, he had brought this thought to Chenchen, knowing that Ji Qianying was taking advantage of him, so he decided to take the gamble again.

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips and looked at the approaching mountains.

Chenchen wanted her to train and train his good brother Feng.

it is good.

She agreed.

Last night was the first lesson she taught Feng Xiaoyao——

Never expect that someone will arrive at a critical moment to help you solve your problems.

The only thing that can protect you is the sword in your hand and you.

Ji Fanyin raised the corners of his lips, took out a ghost face mask, and slowly put it on his face, covering his appearance.

(End of this chapter)