deadly mantra

Chapter 237 She is afraid of who he sees

Ji Fanyin took a deep breath, raised her feet on the spot, and took a step back.

In an instant, a cold wind swept towards her.

It's him!

Ji Fanyin's back was tense and motionless.

Familiar footsteps came from behind.

It's Leng Hongru.

Ji Fanyin closed her eyes deeply and adjusted her chaotic breath.

At this moment, a long, slender hand with distinct joints stretched out from behind and landed on her shoulder.

At the same moment, a gentle whisper came from above the head——

"Xiaoyin, why are you here?"

Ji Fanyin was slightly stunned. The hands on her shoulders were hot and full of tenderness.

She turned around in surprise and saw the face that should not be here.

"Chenchen?!" she exclaimed, "Are you the recipient of the letter?"

"Recipient?" Shui Qingchen blinked his eyelashes, covering the dark light in his eyes: "What does this mean? I was cooking in the kitchen, and a figure passed by the window. I chased that dark figure and came here. .Xiaoyin, what about you?"

"Me? I...I." Ji Fanyin was speechless.

She blinked blankly, turned her head, looked at the Huxin Pavilion, turned around again, and looked around anxiously.

There was no way she could admit her mistake about the sword intent just now.

It's Aru.

She didn't care to ask about the shadow or the envelope at the moment. She only knew that she had to take Shui Qingchen away.

"Chenchen, let's go."

She grabbed Shui Qingchen's hand and couldn't wait to leave the lake full of red lotuses and the Yunyong Villa, which was full of weirdness.

The two stepped away, and a biting cold hurricane swept through the place where they were standing.

I saw the faint light of thunder and lightning flashing on the ground.

Eight Heavenly Thunder Arrays.

If Ji Fanyin's feet take another step back, they will enter the center of the formation, activate the formation, and fall into a heart-killing and god-killing formation.Shui Qingchen walked through the formation, but destroyed the center of the formation.

Leng Hongru stood by the lake, his cold and sculpted black eyes filled with a shocking chill.

A gust of wind swept over the red lotuses all over the lake, and the white shadows on the shore appeared in the pavilion in the middle of the lake out of thin air.

He walked slowly to the white jade table, picked up the envelope on the table with his long fingers, and tore it open.

On the rice paper, white and black characters, written with flying dragons and phoenixes——

Surprise?
Her movement back.

Surprise? ?

The boy who appeared next to her.

……

Just four lines long, but the tone is almost arrogant and tempting.

Leng Hongru's long eyelashes fluttered slightly like the thin wings of a butterfly. A sword light appeared in his cold pupils. The rice paper in his hand was instantly shattered by the sword energy.

He pursed his thin lips coldly and didn't say a word. He just picked up the white jade flute and folding fan on the table and walked out of the Huxin Pavilion.

the other side.

Ji Fanyin held Shui Qingchen's hand tightly and ran all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Shui Qingchen was dragged forward by her, her sword eyebrows slightly furrowed and she asked:

"What are you afraid of?"

"No, no." Ji Fanyin didn't dare to look back or let go, as if she could see Leng Hongru's face when she turned around, she had to let go of his hand in order to protect Shui Qingchen.

She didn't know if she could hold it again once she let go.

Shui Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at her - her back showed anxiety and uneasiness.She was standing by the lake just now, and when she saw him, her eyes showed surprise, as if she was surprised as to why he appeared here.

Shui Qingchen suddenly stopped laughing. The smile in his eyes was a little ironic and hurt.

She was afraid of who he would see.

Still afraid, who will see him.

(End of this chapter)