deadly mantra

Chapter 143 The dazzling light blooms behind her
Ji Fanyin walked to the edge of the cliff step by step. When he bent down, he pulled the wound on his body, and blood immediately flowed down the back of his hand to the vines.

After two years of not seeing each other, Lu Wenxing has become stronger.

Ji Fanyin's eyes were cold, and she firmly grasped the vine hanging down the cliff, pulled it back hard, and murmured:
"Idiot Feng, you've gained so much weight for nothing. Why don't you gain more brains?"

Dragging Feng Xiaoyao to the cliff and under the tree, Ji Fanyin pinched his purple and purple chin and looked left and right.

release.

Her small hands slid down his neck, to his chest, and grabbed his collar.

hiss-

torn apart.

The tooth marks left behind after being bitten by poisonous insects pierced into Ji Fanyin's eyes.

The nauseating smell was very strong.

Ji Fanyin pulled out the black panther and spun the short blade in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he cut Feng Xiaoyao's sleeves, trouser legs, and belt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, strong chest, and wounds all over his body.

The wounds were caused by bites from poisonous insects, swords, and criss-crossing whip wounds.

Ji Fanyin blinked her eyelashes lightly, her eyes calm. She slowly pinned the black panther to her belt, grabbed Feng Xiaoyao's right arm, and looked through it carefully. As expected, she found dense needle holes.

Thanks to Lu Wenxing's habit of torturing people until they were half dead, he accidentally delayed the spread of toxicity temporarily.

After getting a general understanding of Feng Xiaoyao's physical condition, Ji Fanyin put Feng Xiaoyao's right arm on the ground and then took a look at Feng Xiaoyao's face.

His originally pretty face was now as swollen and purple as a pig's head due to the accumulation of toxins.

Under the cold mask, with a pout of red lips, Ji Fanyin said softly:
"I really don't understand the brain structure of people like you. You are as weak as an ant, but you have to be an elephant and protect the group. You have only known Bao Simu for a long time, but you have to risk your life for her. Your life is so useless. Is it valuable? Feng Benben."

The fair little face became serious:

"If it was Chenchen who came today, do you know that he would become the target of Death Valley and Netherworld Pavilion's joint pursuit. Bao Simu, with only one life, had to risk more than 50 lives to fight for her to survive. Hope. How are you going to settle this account, Feng Benben, if you want to protect the people in your heart, just having a sense of justice is not enough."

There was a hint of worry in the long sigh.

Ji Fanyin opened Feng Xiaoyao's mouth with his left hand and hung his bleeding right hand two centimeters above his mouth.

Blood dripped down her hand and into Feng Xiaoyao's mouth.

One drop after another, one after another.

It wasn't until the toxin disappeared and Feng Xiaoyao's face turned pale that she took action and sealed her acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

"My blood can at least help you double your power. Feng Benben, don't let Chenchen down again."

Ji Fanyin put Jiuqu Tianyin into Feng Xiaoyao's hand, stood up slowly, and looked towards the trees behind with a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"Come out."

The person who walked out from behind the bushes was dressed in blue clothes, with a handsome and expressionless face, and a tall body as straight as a benchmark. In front of Ji Fanyin, he bowed his back and knelt down on one knee.

This person is none other than Cang Lie who appeared at Fulai Inn.

His beautiful skin and burly body looked like a strong cheetah in the sun, full of powerful beauty.

When Ji Fanyin saw it was him, the coldness in her eyes disappeared and she asked with a smile:

"Is the food ready at Fulai Inn?"

Cang Lie answered sternly:

"I dare not live up to my little master's expectations."

Ji Fanyin nodded:
"You came just in time."

She raised her blood-stained jade hand, pointed at Feng Xiaoyao on the ground, and said:
"You take him back, put him at the door of Luoyanju, knock on the door, and when someone comes out to answer the door, you leave again, but don't let anyone see your face."

"Yes." Cang Lie stood up, walked with the wind, strode to the foot of the tree, easily carried Feng Xiaoyao on his shoulders, raised his head and asked Ji Fanyin: "Where is the little master?"

Ji Fanyin moved his neck and shook his head with a wry smile:

"Huo Liuying wanted to use Bao Simu's life to force the Ji Mansion to hand over the Fire Fire Golden Stone. I don't know if it was a coincidence or if it was premeditated. What a coincidence, the poison Bao Simu got was a type of cold syndrome. "

She smiled thoughtfully:

"This guy Huo Liuying must have known something, so he turned to public service for personal gain and taught the people of Ji Mansion a little lesson for Ji Miaozhu. Fortunately, everything was in my plan."

Cang Lie's steady voice revealed his determination:

"No one can interfere with my little master's plan."

Ji Fanyin raised her eyes and glanced at Cang Lie. A smile appeared in her clear black eyes:
"Yeah, no one can interfere with me."

Cang Lie carried Feng Xiaoyao on his shoulders, turned around, took steps, and walked down the mountain.Ji Fanyin stood on the top of the cliff, overlooking the mountain.

The overlapping valleys are hidden by the curling white mist.

Green mountains and green waters, majestic.

A pair of shining eyes, shining through the lush leaves, quietly observed Ji Fanyin.

After waiting quietly for a while, no new actions were seen from her. Leng Yanwen, who was hiding in the dark, was about to leave.

Suddenly, Ji Fanyin raised her little hand, touched the mask on her face, and slowly took it off, revealing her delicate and white face.

Leng Yanwen's black pupils suddenly closed, and his chaotic aura suddenly leaked out.

Ji Fanyin turned her head sharply, the sharp look in her eyes revealing her unintentional look.

The wind blows, the clouds surge, and the leaves rustle wildly.

The atmosphere was changing rapidly, solemn and tense.

One light and one dark, both of them remained motionless.

Leng Yanwen held his breath, not daring to relax at all.

After a while, the sharpness in Ji Fanyin's eyes diminished slightly. She thought she was being suspicious and withdrew her gaze.

The howling mountain wind passed by and rolled up the blue gown on her body.

Blood beads dripped down one drop after another along the hem of her clothes, sleeves, flying hair, and fingertips, dyeing the ground under her feet a thrilling red.

For an instant, Leng Yanwen seemed to see her standing in the ferocious sea of ​​blood. On her plain face, those black eyes were full of cold pride, like cold snow, looking down at all living beings from top to bottom.

The blood in Leng Yanwen's heart surged, and his eyes unknowingly became hot and terrifying.

However, after not seeing her for five years, he had already seen the dazzling light blooming behind her.

In less than two years, she will definitely be able to do it!

Leng Yanwen heard his own strong heartbeat.

Suddenly, the man standing on the top of the cliff jumped down.

Her flying hair disappeared from sight like sea water.

Leng Yanwen's heart froze, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating at this moment.

He grabbed the tree trunk with his big hands.

One second, two seconds...

50 second……

Leng Yanwen's eyes widened slightly, and with all his concentration, he remained still.

After a while, the cry of a falcon came from under the cliff.

After a while, Hai Dongqing waved his huge wings and flew up from the cliff carrying Ji Fanyin.

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips, turned her spiritual black eyes in a circle, and muttered:

"That's weird, is it really my imagination?"

His little hands were stroking Haidongqing's black feathers.

The effect of the medicine disappeared, and her voice returned to its original timbre, and she said crisply:

"Xiao Hai, let's go back to Qixia City."

dark place.

The corners of Leng Yanwen's lips raised slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

She is still the same as when she was a child, clever and eccentric, showing falsehoods, truths and falsehoods, and likes to hide and seek.

Hai Dongqing flew very fast, and in a short while, he took her with him and disappeared into the thin clouds without a trace.

Leng Yanwen tiptoed, flew down from the tree, walked slowly to where she was standing just now, lowered her head and looked at her feet.

Blood stains were left behind.

Leng Yanwen looked into the distance and fell into deep thought:
"Qixia City...Xiao, it turns out it's you."

(End of this chapter)