deadly mantra

Chapter 257 Aru, you are here
The night is quiet, the waterfall is flying down, and the water vapor is hazy.

Shui Qingchen stood under the soft moonlight, looking as sacred as a picture with fairy spirit.

Ji Fanyin felt that if she looked at her twice more, she would be reluctant to leave.

She stared at his face and replied:

"Now."

Shui Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and nodded:

"I'll wait for you to come back."

"it is good."

Ji Fanyin stood up and walked towards him.

Shui Qingchen was about to stand up when her little hands held his shoulders and pushed him down on the stone bench.

Confused, she closed her eyes, lowered her head, and approached him, asking for a farewell kiss.

Shui Qingchen suddenly laughed, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and the depths of his eyes swayed with affection. He held her face with his big hands, gently rubbed her fair face with his fingertips, raised his head, and kissed her.

When she left, Ji Fanyin's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were like stars covered with a thin layer of mist, both watery and sharp.

She turned around and said in a cheerful voice:
"Go back~ I'll be back soon."

Shui Qingchen stood next to the spirit stone at the door of Yunshangduan, watching her go away with a smile on his face, and finally disappeared into the night.

He stood there, motionless.

The excitement around her seemed to have lost its bright color as she left.

After a while, he turned and walked towards the door.

After taking a few steps, the night wind suddenly hit him. He suddenly turned around and looked at the crowds of people surging under the night. A slight smile appeared on his handsome face, as if he was deep in thought.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyao chased out and saw Shui Qingchen standing alone at the door. He walked over, followed Shui Qingchen's line of sight and asked:

"Brother Qingchen, what are you looking at?"

Shui Qingchen smiled slightly and said warmly:

"I'm just thinking about a question and counting the time."

Feng Xiaoyao asked: "What's the problem?"

Shui Qingchen's eyes flashed with light, and he whispered thoughtfully:

"What kind of smile will she show in front of him?"

Feng Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow and asked again:

"Then...what time is it?"

Shui Qingchen looked at Feng Xiaoyao with a faint smile and replied:
"In an invisible game, one person must find the other person first before it ends or begins."

the other side.

As soon as he was out of Shui Qingchen's sight, Ji Fanyin gave up walking and started performing Qing Kung Fu towards Yunyong Villa outside the city.

A quarter of an hour later.

The mountains are quiet and quiet, with white walls and green willows.

Ji Fanyin's figure is like a strong wind, following the sound of water flow, flying directly into the high wall, passing by the lakeshore full of red lotus, and flying into the pavilion in the center of the lake.

In the pavilion, there is a handmade white jade flute on the jade table.

Ji Fanyin walked over and hesitated for a moment before picking it up.

There is a hint of coolness in the tentacles, just like the owner of the jade flute. Even if he spends his whole life, he cannot warm his heart.

Ji Fanyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the emotion in her eyes was covered up by her before it could condense.

Suddenly, an elegant and lonely figure came with the night wind.

In the clear moonlight, the gentle wind carrying lotus fragrance blew up the man's wide azure sleeves. The fan he held in his hand was tied with a familiar lotus-shaped moon gem.

Ji Fanyin turned his back to Shiqiao, and his back slowly became stiff.

The palace lanterns on the eaves of the pavilion swayed gently due to the approaching cold air.

Her body, like a palace lantern, trembled slightly.

But he is patient!
Ji Fanyin silently clenched the jade flute in her hand, without a smile on her face. She slowly turned around, faced Leng Hongru who walked into the pavilion, and shouted:
"Aru."

(End of this chapter)