deadly mantra
Chapter 377 Healing Evil Spirit Xi
Chapter 377 Healing Evil Spirit Xi
At this moment, a beautiful figure in blue walked out of the corridor. The person who came was startling and beautiful, and she said and smiled sweetly:
"The last time we got together was last year. In the blink of an eye, we haven't seen each other for a year. Is everything okay, Master? Is everything going well in your heart?"
The soft voice coming from behind was filled with infinite attachment. Without looking back, Ji Fanyin guessed who the visitor was——
Lingxi, the head of the Bifang Hall in the Qifei Hall, if Xiao Tuxia is a strange creature raised by human ambition, then Lingxi is the hope given by the King of Medicine to ordinary people who are greedy and have a longevity equal to that of heaven.
Geniuses have many hardships, and Lingxi has not been able to escape her bad luck. Every day and every night in the Medicine Stone Palace where she pursues immortality, for her, being sober will only make people more vulnerable.
After 18 years, she finally did something strong - rushed to Qianfeng Cliff without hesitation and jumped off without hesitation.
She escaped the bad luck of being manipulated by others. After being picked up by herself, she joined the Qifei Palace, which was a hundred times more cruel than the Yaoshi Palace.
Ji Fanyin put away Fei Yuan's thoughts, held the table with her jade hands, and sat down on the stone bench.
Lingxi's eyes passed over Ji Fanyin and landed on the baggage she threw casually on the table. A few pieces of broken soil were scattered around Ji Fanyin's elbows. She seemed to deliberately not look at it, only looking at it with a smile like a flower. To your own side.
Lingxi approached Ji Fanyin's side, her thin eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and she whispered:
"Who made the yellow mud beggar's chicken that the master hates the most?"
Lingxi has a naturally keen sense of smell, and any scent she smells will be firmly remembered by her.
Lotus leaves have the effect of stopping bleeding and awakening the spleen. The yellow mud was stained with the aroma of lotus leaves, so she talked about the yellow mud beggar's chicken.
A trace of appreciation appeared on Ji Fanyin's face, but she froze in the next moment, remembering the meaning of Lu Wenxing's gift: "Open it and take a look."
Lingxi took out a very short, very thin knife from his sleeve, and with a few flashes of cold light, the loose and half-opened baggage instantly turned into a piece of cloth with exactly the same cut surface.
A gust of wind blew, and the pieces of cloth flew away from the table, leaving only a beggar's chicken wrapped in yellow mud and the oil paper stuck to it and swaying in the wind.
On the oil paper, five words were written with special red ink - "To, the eternal owl and star." Lingxi frowned deeper. She didn't know whether it was because of a premonition or alertness. Through this writing, she could not see a sharp blade. , but it was as if he saw a cold sword light passing by in front of his eyes.
Whoever wrote these words had to use so much pen force to leave such a deep mark with such soft strokes.
Lingxi truthfully told her first feeling:
"Palace Master, this handwriting... gives me a very uncomfortable feeling."
Ji Fanyin smiled and said with emotion:
"The writing is the meaning of the pen, and the meaning comes from the heart. Handwriting is not static. You have never seen his handwriting before. It is more than uncomfortable. It is simply...powerful and crazy on the paper." Now, the paranoia of wanting to drag me to hell is revealed on the paper. This madman...ah, is going to become mad."
Hearing this, Lingxi's eyes were heavy. She, who had always been docile, would turn into an extreme hedgehog once she encountered her master's troubles:
"A lunatic is right for a lunatic. Master, tell me who this person is. I will go and meet him."
The wind on the mountain brought a slight chill, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and cast a thin light on the table and oil paper.
Ji Fanyin stared at Lingxi's face, rarely distracted.
what……
She was careless and forgot one very important thing - Mu Chanyi was the recognized medical immortal in Qifei Hall.
As for the one in front of me...
Healing evil spirits is rare.
(End of this chapter)
At this moment, a beautiful figure in blue walked out of the corridor. The person who came was startling and beautiful, and she said and smiled sweetly:
"The last time we got together was last year. In the blink of an eye, we haven't seen each other for a year. Is everything okay, Master? Is everything going well in your heart?"
The soft voice coming from behind was filled with infinite attachment. Without looking back, Ji Fanyin guessed who the visitor was——
Lingxi, the head of the Bifang Hall in the Qifei Hall, if Xiao Tuxia is a strange creature raised by human ambition, then Lingxi is the hope given by the King of Medicine to ordinary people who are greedy and have a longevity equal to that of heaven.
Geniuses have many hardships, and Lingxi has not been able to escape her bad luck. Every day and every night in the Medicine Stone Palace where she pursues immortality, for her, being sober will only make people more vulnerable.
After 18 years, she finally did something strong - rushed to Qianfeng Cliff without hesitation and jumped off without hesitation.
She escaped the bad luck of being manipulated by others. After being picked up by herself, she joined the Qifei Palace, which was a hundred times more cruel than the Yaoshi Palace.
Ji Fanyin put away Fei Yuan's thoughts, held the table with her jade hands, and sat down on the stone bench.
Lingxi's eyes passed over Ji Fanyin and landed on the baggage she threw casually on the table. A few pieces of broken soil were scattered around Ji Fanyin's elbows. She seemed to deliberately not look at it, only looking at it with a smile like a flower. To your own side.
Lingxi approached Ji Fanyin's side, her thin eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and she whispered:
"Who made the yellow mud beggar's chicken that the master hates the most?"
Lingxi has a naturally keen sense of smell, and any scent she smells will be firmly remembered by her.
Lotus leaves have the effect of stopping bleeding and awakening the spleen. The yellow mud was stained with the aroma of lotus leaves, so she talked about the yellow mud beggar's chicken.
A trace of appreciation appeared on Ji Fanyin's face, but she froze in the next moment, remembering the meaning of Lu Wenxing's gift: "Open it and take a look."
Lingxi took out a very short, very thin knife from his sleeve, and with a few flashes of cold light, the loose and half-opened baggage instantly turned into a piece of cloth with exactly the same cut surface.
A gust of wind blew, and the pieces of cloth flew away from the table, leaving only a beggar's chicken wrapped in yellow mud and the oil paper stuck to it and swaying in the wind.
On the oil paper, five words were written with special red ink - "To, the eternal owl and star." Lingxi frowned deeper. She didn't know whether it was because of a premonition or alertness. Through this writing, she could not see a sharp blade. , but it was as if he saw a cold sword light passing by in front of his eyes.
Whoever wrote these words had to use so much pen force to leave such a deep mark with such soft strokes.
Lingxi truthfully told her first feeling:
"Palace Master, this handwriting... gives me a very uncomfortable feeling."
Ji Fanyin smiled and said with emotion:
"The writing is the meaning of the pen, and the meaning comes from the heart. Handwriting is not static. You have never seen his handwriting before. It is more than uncomfortable. It is simply...powerful and crazy on the paper." Now, the paranoia of wanting to drag me to hell is revealed on the paper. This madman...ah, is going to become mad."
Hearing this, Lingxi's eyes were heavy. She, who had always been docile, would turn into an extreme hedgehog once she encountered her master's troubles:
"A lunatic is right for a lunatic. Master, tell me who this person is. I will go and meet him."
The wind on the mountain brought a slight chill, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and cast a thin light on the table and oil paper.
Ji Fanyin stared at Lingxi's face, rarely distracted.
what……
She was careless and forgot one very important thing - Mu Chanyi was the recognized medical immortal in Qifei Hall.
As for the one in front of me...
Healing evil spirits is rare.
(End of this chapter)
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