deadly mantra

Chapter 320 The desire to survive at the critical moment
At the same time as Bao Yide shouted, three black shadows flashed past Fuyu Bridge.

Feng Xiaoyao led the way, leading Ji Fanyin and Shui Qingchen into the Bao Ancestral Hall.

"Baozi~ We're here to see you." The door opened and Feng Xiaoyao stepped over the threshold and walked in happily.

Ji Fanyin and Shui Qingchen followed, entering one after the other.

Feng Xiaoyao raised his eyes and looked around. The bright lights illuminated the ancestral hall as if it were daytime.

He didn't find Baozi.

Feng Xiaoyao turned around, looked at Ji Fanyin, and asked with a worried look:

"Could it be that...she has been on hunger strike for too long and something happened?"

Ji Fanyin pursed her red lips without any feeling and replied calmly:
"It's possible."

Feng Xiaoyao thought for a while and said:

"Tsk, no, I'd better go to her yard."

At this moment, a weak voice came from the second floor of the ancestral hall.

"Who is it? Cough cough cough cough..."

The sound of people going downstairs came from behind the ancestral hall.

Feng Xiaoyao looked stunned and whispered:
"It turns out that the ancestral hall has two floors. No wonder she can't be seen."

After a while, a fragile figure slowly walked out from behind the altar.

I saw Bao Simu with her long hair scattered, a thin green gauze covering her body, a slim waist that could be grasped, and the pride on her chest, all on display.

Feng Xiaoyao stood at the front, and when he glanced over, his whole face turned red instantly.

Shui Qingchen, who was the first to react, immediately closed his eyes. Almost at the same moment, Ji Fanyin suddenly turned around, stood on tiptoes, stretched out his hand, and quickly covered Shui Qingchen's eyes while scolding:

"Feng Benben!"

Feng Xiaoyao was shocked, turned around quickly, rushed out of the ancestral hall in a panic, and ran into the courtyard.

Bao Simu also suddenly came to his senses, shouted "Ah" and quickly covered his chest.

Ji Fanyin looked extremely unhappy, but couldn't say anything. She said calmly and solemnly: "Why don't you go upstairs and change clothes!"

Bao Simu covered her red cheeks and ran back upstairs in panic.

Ji Fanyin clenched her gums secretly.

gas!
She is so angry!

I was so angry that I wanted to gouge out Shui Qingchen’s eyes!
Knowing that it was not his fault, knowing that he had closed his eyes, knowing that he might not see anything clearly...

But how could I not see it clearly?

Ji Fanyin's chest rose and fell, feeling like he was going to explode.

With his eyes closed and covered by a pair of soft, cool hands, Shui Qingchen could not see anything.

The eyes cannot see, but the hearing becomes sharper.

He heard the little guy's breathing getting faster and faster.

There is also...an anger directed at him?
Shui Qingchen pursed her thin lips and felt that she needed to ask:
"Miss Ji, are you... uncomfortable somewhere?"

The sound of Miss Ji's voice was like a pot of boiling oil, instantly igniting the fire in Ji Fanyin's eyes several feet high:
"Don't call me Miss Ji!"

Shui Qingchen opened his eyes, and his long eyelashes brushed against Ji Fanyin's soft palm, tickling.

His handsome face revealed a hint of helplessness:
"Then what should I call you?"

Ji Fanyin's face was gloomy and she said angrily:
"Call me Xiaoyin!"

In the dimness, Shui Qingchen's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and after being silent for a long while, he softly shouted:
"Xiaoyin..."

Ji Fanyin's face softened slightly, and she stared at the face near her, squinting slightly:
"How much did you just read?"

Shui Qingchen remained silent in embarrassment.

All his attention at that time was on the little guy.

After considering it again and again, he opened his lips slightly and replied:
"There is a potion that can cleanse the dirt from your eyes."

(End of this chapter)