deadly mantra

Chapter 350 More desperate than despair

Leng Hongru avoided Ji Fanyin's burning eyes for the first time and didn't know how to answer.

Ji Fanyin clenched her fist tightly and felt her heart burning like a fire:

"What about you...I'm married, where are you..."

Leng Hongru moved his fingertips slightly and replied:
"Wherever you are, I will be there."

Ji Fanyin snorted coldly from her nose, and suddenly felt that it was extremely ridiculous:
"Your heart... is not made of ice, because you have no heart at all."

Leng Hongru took out a small and extremely exquisite brocade box from his sleeve, walked slowly towards Ji Fanyin step by step, knelt down on one knee, and handed the thing over:
"This is a token left behind 14 years ago. In the man's hand, there is exactly the same token as the one inside."

Ji Fanyin slowly raised her eyes and stared coldly at Leng Hongru's face.

She remained motionless, just looking at him.

The two stalemate for a long time.

after awhile.

Leng Hongru grabbed her wrist and put the small brocade box into her hand.

Ji Fanyin grabbed the thing and threw it hard.

The small brocade box hit the corner of the table, rolled to the ground with a muffled sound.

Leng Hongru stood up, walked over, bent down to pick it up, walked back to her, and put it into her hand again.

Ji Fanyin gritted her gums, raised her arms, and was about to throw it out.

Leng Hongru's right hand clamped Ji Fanyin's wrist like an iron pliers:
"It's just a marriage. If you don't want to..."

Ji Fanyin's eyes were a little red:

"You don't have to tell me this!"

Leng Hongru moved his lips a few times and sighed helplessly:
"Xiaoyin... no one can influence your decision. It's just a marriage. If you don't want it, I will find a way."

Ji Fanyin bit the corner of her mouth, remained silent for a moment, lowered her eyelashes to cover the pain in her eyes, and said with a sarcastic smile:
"Liar... you can disobey what the devil father has decided? Do you dare to disobey? Why do you disobey? You know my feelings for you... my feelings for you, but you still want to tell me... if you have a way , you won’t tell me..."

There was a pain in my wrist, which was caused by his scratching.

The expression on Ji Fanyin's face changed from grief to sadness, and slowly, all the emotions disappeared like clouds of smoke in an instant.

She slowly raised her eyes and struggled to free her wrist from his hand.

"I'm going...you don't have to feel embarrassed, I'm going...I will go to the appointment on time..."

Ji Fanyin stood up with a pale face, her vision went dark, her blood flowed backwards, and her body fell forward.

Leng Hongru quickly raised his hand, but before he could hold her arm, she avoided him.

Ji Fanyin held onto the wall, waiting for the pain in her heart to gradually become numb and no longer important.

She swallowed the blood that rushed to her throat, opened her lips slightly, and said word by word:

"Aru, remember, it wasn't me who missed you, it was you...it was you who never believed in me."

Leng Hongru's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched suddenly, and the muscles in his arm tensed tightly.

Ji Fanyin's shoulder bumped lightly against his side, and she walked past him, walking towards the door step by step.

When she walked out of the door, she paused slightly, turned around, and looked at Leng Hongru's back. There was a dead silence in her eyes, with no joy or sadness. The little hope she had seemed to have been taken away.

But he still asked:
"Why did you leave the Demonic Sea? Why... chose me."

There was an oppressive silence.

Just when Ji Fanyin thought he wouldn't answer, Leng Hongru's voice sounded:
"The Demon King ordered me to go to sea and respect you as my master."

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

The low laughter was extremely hoarse.

In my mind, what Mo Jiudi said came to mind——

If he becomes the master of the Lingmo Palace, I think he is qualified to marry you.

……

Five years ago, he suddenly rejected the Demon Father. On your birthday, he rejected the Demon Father again and resolutely gave up his position as the Lord of the Demon Ling Palace, which completely angered the Demon Father.

……

In a rage, the Demon Father broke his legs, broke his arms, and imprisoned him in the Requiem Tower.

……

For you, he gave up the dignity of the Lord of a palace.

……

He suffered inhuman torture in the Requiem Hall, but he never bowed to the Demon Father, begged for mercy, or admitted his mistake.Climb, I have to crawl out a bloody road, leave the devil's palace, and find you.

……

Ji Fanyin couldn't stop trembling all over, turned around and left without saying a word.

No matter what kind of feelings he held for her, they were too heavy...

It was so heavy... that it was hard for her to breathe.

despair……

More desperate than despair...

Ji Fanyin walked to the yard, and when she could no longer bear the pain, a mouthful of blood gushes out of her throat, vomited it to the ground, and left in despair.

In the room.

At the same moment, Leng Hongru frowned, seeming to be trying hard to suppress something.

After a while, a string of scarlet flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

The sky finally dawned.

Ji Fanyin raised his head and looked at the dazzling morning light. He felt that his head was buzzing for a long time.

Many scenes that had happened appeared in my mind one by one.

Those small blessings that I once had are now like sharp knives, cutting into my heart.

He used his body to block the blade that was stabbing her.

He bent his knees and knelt at her feet, surrendering devoutly.

He looked up to her and respected her.

He looked down at her coldly and refused her initiative.

He said to her: "I will stay with you, always stay with you, forever."

Ji Fanyin swayed and was supported by someone.

She raised her head in confusion and saw Shui Qingchen looking at her with shock and worry:
"Xiaoyin?! You...you..."

My numb heart suddenly ached.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

She suddenly remembered that he had told her that there was no need to be patient with him.

"Dust dust..."

Shui Qingchen panicked instantly, picked her up quickly, rushed into the house, put her on the bed, and checked her body:
"Where does it hurt? Where did it hurt?"

Ji Fanyin had tears in her eyes and shook her head desperately.

She was not hurt.

Do not……

she hurts...

Her body hurt, her heart hurt, everything hurt.

Ji Fanyin rushed over and hid in his arms, reaching out to hug his waist. When she lowered her head, she saw that she was still holding the brocade box in her hand.

She cried and laughed, threw away the brocade box, buried her face in Shui Qingchen's arms, and cried loudly.

Shui Qingchen froze at a loss, quickly opened his arms and hugged her carefully.

While she was only focusing on crying, he used the luck in his palm to draw a ray of true energy from her back and into her body.

After a while, Shui Qingchen's eyes darkened, and a cold cruelty flashed in his eyes:

"He hurt you?"

Ji Fanyin shook his head and cried loudly.

It was as if he wanted to vent out all the grievances he had suffered over the past 14 years.

Shui Qingchen was helpless and heartbroken. He gathered his inner strength, hugged her back tightly, and comforted her in a gentle voice:
"I am here."

"Cry."

"Don't be afraid."

"I always."

The murmuring voice was extremely gentle and pitiful.

(End of this chapter)