deadly mantra

Chapter 170 If you don’t live seriously, you don’t want to die easily either.

Ji Fanyin pondered slightly.

The mysterious person Lu Wenxing mentioned should be Leng Yanwen.

The last time he was in Jiuqu Mountain, he was not by Huo Liuying's side.

She raised her dark eyes and looked at Lu Wenxing, her sweet voice was as warm as autumn water:

"The new mission assigned to you by the Pavilion Master will not be related to Death Valley, right?"

Lu Wenxing looked down at her, his cold eyes filled with a smile, and said:

"You never cared about the missions I received before."

A smile appeared on Ji Fanyin's face, but soon it disappeared from her lips:
"I didn't care before, because there was nothing to care about. Now I care, firstly, because I don't want your mission to interfere with my affairs anymore, secondly."

Her deep and bright eyes flashed with calculating wisdom. The hem of her cyan skirt slowly floated, and a breathtaking sense of oppression slowly came over her body:

“Instead of putting your life in the hands of others, it’s better to take it back and take control of it yourself.”

There was no strange expression on Lu Wenxing's face, but he felt touched in his heart and whispered:
"What do you mean?"

Ji Fanyin raised his head and stared at the blue sky, murmuring as if talking to himself:
"If you were the master of the pavilion, would you still send Han Zimo to the Holy Buddha Kingdom to assassinate the Emperor of Hell Buddhist Cultivator?
You won't, because you know very well in your heart that it is a task from which it is impossible to come back alive.

Han Zimo was not stupid, he knew this very well in his heart, but he did not refuse because the poisonous poison was planted in his body by the Pavilion Master. If he refused, he would die and the Pavilion Master would not let him go. "

Ji Fanyin slowly withdrew his gaze, focused on Lu Wenxing, and said slowly:

"If you were the one who was sent, you wouldn't be able to refuse the Pavilion Master, right?"

Lu Wenxing's eyelashes trembled several times in succession, his eyes were deep, and he replied in a low voice:
"Yes."

Ji Fanyin's voice was indifferent, but every word she spoke completely disturbed Lu Wenxing's heart:

"For so many years, no one has dared to covet the position of Pavilion Master. That's because it is not easy to stay alive under the control of poison.

However, today is different from the past. Your poison has been cured, and the Pavilion Master no longer has anything that can threaten you.

Han Zimo is gone, but there is still a second Han Zimo and a third Han Zimo living in Netherworld Pavilion. From now on, there will be a fourth Lu Wenxing and a fifth Lu Wenxing who are still alive.In order to survive, I lost all hope except my life. "

Her eyes were cold and sharp, and her expression was like a Yama leading people into hell:

"Wealth, fortune, connections, intelligence network, and the antidote to completely remove the poison, I can give you all of these.

Lu Wenxing, do you want to establish a new organization, an organization with peaceful contracts and fair trade?

Or, if you want to cleanse the Netherworld Pavilion and rebuild a brand new Netherworld Pavilion, I can help you. "

Lu Wenxing's eyes fluctuated slightly, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he spoke with difficulty:
"You...can you really do it?"

Ji Fanyin smiled slightly:
"No, can you do it?"

Lu Wenxing clenched his fists hard, with a trace of struggle on his expression.

No one can resist the throne of the Netherworld Pavilion Master.

He is also included.

Lu Wenxing stared at Ji Fanyin's face tightly, his cheek muscles tightened, and he said word by word:

"If you lied to me, then you are really guilty."

Ji Fanyin looked directly into his eyes calmly, suddenly smiled, and stretched out her jade hand:

"A pleasure to work with, former partners."

Lu Wenxing's eyes trembled, he stretched out his hand, held her white and soft little hand firmly, his eyes were sharp and hot, and he said firmly:

"Pleasant to work with."

After a moment of pause, an almost crazy obsession appeared in his eyes, and he said word by word:

"Forever owl and star."

Ji Fanyin's fine eyelashes trembled slightly, she retracted her hand silently, turned around, held the boat pole with her jade hand, stood facing the wind, and said lightly:
“When I first entered the martial arts world, I was a poor guy in a relief station who needed a bowl of hot rice porridge to save his life.

A few years later, I became a powerful person and had my own home.

It won't be long before I return to where I left and take back what is mine.

Lu Wenxing, if you move slowly, you will be far behind me and will never be able to keep up with me.By that time, I will really abandon you. "

Hearing the sound, Lu Wenxing was shocked all over. The strong muscles in his arms tensed uncontrollably. His eyes radiated like hungry wolves, staring at Ji Fanyin who was right in front of him.

The warm orange glow reflected on her beautiful profile, and her bright eyes moistened by dew stared at the willow trees swaying in the wind by the lake.

She didn't seem to be aware of the danger on the near side. She just slowly lowered her cheeks, stared at her right hand, and said:

"Back then, when my father threw me out, he sealed half of my power. Before I sneaked into the Netherworld Pavilion, someone used pills to control the remaining [-]% of my power."

She shook her white and tender little hands, tilted her head cutely, and the dazzling glow was far less than the light that bloomed in her eyes instantly:

"Lu Wenxing, there are so many people chasing me, don't fall behind~
I am looking forward to having you appear in front of me in an upright and dignified manner as the master of Netherworld Pavilion.

Only then will you be qualified to be like me. "

Lu Wenxing's heart beat violently and uncontrollably:
"Five years! If you give me five years, I will definitely be able to do it!"

Ji Fanyin smiled and said straightforwardly:

"One year, I only give you one year."

Lu Wenxing said quickly:

"A word is settled!"

Ji Fanyin looked as usual, but there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

When we first met him, he looked gloomy and cold, like a zombie who lived in darkness all year round without seeing the light.

Later, he had a bad temper, was bloodthirsty, did not live seriously, and did not want to die easily.

Now, there is a shining light in his eyes. That should be what Han Zimo has always wanted him to see... hope.

Han Zimo, you can rest assured.

Ji Fanyin raised his head and glanced at the sky that was dyed crimson by the sunset. He was silent for a long time and murmured:
"It's so beautiful. The weather will be nice tomorrow too."

Lu Wenxing followed her line of sight and looked over. The warm light was very dazzling. He subconsciously closed his eyes and opened them again. He wanted to see the same scenery as her, and wanted to see the world she saw:
"If Han Zimo was here..."

hesitate.

Lu Wenxing raised his eyebrows and fantasized.

Ji Fanyin pursed her red lips and thought about it unconsciously.

After a while, they both shuddered at the same time.

Lu Wenxing rubbed the goosebumps on his arms:
"It's better that he is dead, otherwise, I have to listen to him talking about it every day."

Ji Fanyin asked:
"Will you help him get revenge?"

Lu Wenxing was stunned for a moment, looked at the sunset, and shook his head:

"I never thought about it. Would he want someone to help him get revenge?"

Ji Fanyin shook his head:

"He probably doesn't want anyone to help him get revenge."

Lu Wenxing smiled and said calmly:

"If you die, I won't help you get revenge."

Ji Fanyin:
"There is a reason why I left~ Look, such a beautiful scenery, but we have to talk about a topic that disfigures the scenery."

Lu Wenxing smiled disdainfully, glanced at her, and asked:
"So, if I die, will you help me get revenge?"

Ji Fanyin gave him a look without thinking:
"Only ghosts avenge the killer. Look at the King of Hell, when will you live to his height? Oh, I will avenge you."

"Ah-"

Qixia City, outside the city, the sound of Shui Qingchen sneezing came from the dense forest.

Mo Jiudi followed him with a complicated expression on his face and said sarcastically:

"Hey~ The Buddha cultivator of the King of Hell can also feel the coldness of mortals."

(End of this chapter)