deadly mantra

Chapter 204 Be your sparring partner

Ji Fanyin smiled:
"You don't hate me anymore?"

Feng Xiaoyao glanced at her and hummed twice:
"Why do I have a grudge against you? Did you make me vomit blood, or did I grudge you for not saving me? Or should I grudge you for hiding my whereabouts from Brother Qingchen and not putting him in danger?"

The artificial waterfall is almost close to the natural waterfall landscape.

The water rushes down from the layers of rocks, interweaving a silver-white water curtain, and makes a huge sound when it hits the water surface.

Feng Xiaoyao stared at the waterfall, feeling the tide blowing on her face, and said in a serious tone:

“So, there’s nothing to hold a grudge against.

I can clearly tell who is right and who is wrong. Even if I want to take revenge, I should still go to Ji Qianying, Bao Yide, or even worse, Lu Wenxing, and his accomplices. No matter how I calculate it, it will not be my turn to hold grudges against you. "

Ji Fanyin was a little surprised, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she said:
"Feng Benben, you have grown up."

She put her little hand on the top of his head and patted him.

Feng Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth and turned back to glare at her angrily, but did not swat her hand away:
"Are you an idiot?"

Ji Fanyin only smiled slightly:
"I heard from Sister Luo that your internal strength has improved a lot. How about it? Do you want to challenge your limits?"

Feng Xiaoyao showed a resolute expression on his face, nodded vigorously, and said:
"Yes! I, Feng Xiaoyao, have never suffered such a big loss in my whole life. Sooner or later, I will ask for it back in person."

Ji Fanyin said "Hmm~" in approval, stood up from the rocking chair, walked down the steps, turned around and raised her fingers towards Feng Xiaoyao:
"Come."

Feng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, an idea flashed through his mind, and he felt that something was wrong, so he asked:
"what?"

"Be your sparring partner."

Her words and actions confirmed what she was thinking. Feng Xiaoyao stood up, looked Ji Fanyin up and down, and questioned:

"Are you okay? Your injuries are much more serious than mine." Ji Fanyin said with a wanton smile on her face:
"It's more than enough to deal with you. Moreover, I have a sense of propriety. When fighting, I will pay attention to avoid important parts. You should also remember this."

Feng Xiaoyao smiled:

"Wild girl, although I admit that you are better than me. But don't blame me for not reminding you. Since I woke up this time, my internal strength has tripled."

The right corner of Ji Fanyin's lips slowly rose, smiling arrogantly.

She didn't say a word, but she easily aroused Feng Xiaoyao's masculinity just like when they first met.

Feng Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his five fingers, and swung his fist towards Ji Fanyin with an astonishing wind.

After half an hour.

The waterfall flew down, hit the rocks, and produced thousands of tiny water droplets, sparkling in the sun.

Feng Xiaoyao stood under the tree, gasping for air. Big beads of sweat flowed down his red cheeks.

Ji Fanyin looked relaxed and stood a few steps away, not even a drop of sweat or showing any sign of breathing.

She saw Feng Xiaoyao's embarrassed and surprised expression in her eyes. Her smart eyes were a little evil. She stared at Feng Xiaoyao playfully without saying a word. She slowly raised her right hand. Under his gaze, she bent her index finger and flexibly turned it. Circle and tick it in.

That look, that expression, that gesture, as much contempt as you want.

Feng Xiaoyao was furious, shouted angrily, and rushed forward again.

Ji Fanyin stepped back calmly, and a clear voice sounded:
"The movements are too slow, the shots are sluggish, and there are too many flaws."

(End of this chapter)