deadly mantra

Chapter 455: There are people who risk their lives and can’t protect them

Bao Simu removed her feet from Xia Qiu's face, took a step back, grabbed Xia Qiu's hair, pulled her back hard, forced her to raise her head, and asked Ji Qianying:

"Mom, do you recognize her?"

Ji Qianying shook her head:
"I met you for the first time today, so I don't know you."

Streams of blood flowed down the corners of Xia Qiu's mouth and the wounds on her abdomen. She was sweating coldly in pain, and her face was pale, but she stubbornly stared at Ji Qianying's face:

"...it was you who killed her...it was you!"

Ji Qianying's eyes narrowed slightly, and Bao Simu asked before her:
"Who! Who is she in your mouth?!"

A nostalgic smile appeared on Xia Qiu's face. After a fit of coughing, he said intermittently:
"It's you...it's you, a vicious woman...you will get retribution! There will always be someone to help her get revenge, God is unfair...God is unfair! God is unfair...Why...Why...Why is it like this?" For someone like you, there are still people who risk their lives to protect you... Why... I can also risk my life... Why... but I can't protect her... Why..."

Xia Qiu cried and laughed like crazy:
"I was useless...I failed him...I failed to help her get revenge...Ji Qianying! I turned into a ghost and will come to find you! You have to die..."

Xia Qiu's eyes were scarlet, and she pushed Bao Simu away with all her strength, stretched out her hands, and rushed towards Ji Qianying.

When she rushed to Ji Qianying's side, a red whip wrapped tightly around Xia Qiu's waist and she swung it hard to the right.

With a cry of "Coax!", Xia Qiu's body knocked down the barrier next door and fell heavily on the table.

The tea and cakes on the table were smashed to pieces on the floor.

Ji Fanyin, who was sleeping on the table, twitched his eyelashes slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and met Xia Qiu's eyes, which were so close at hand, filled with pain and unwillingness.

After their eyes met for a brief moment, Ji Fanyin slowly looked away and opened her lips slightly:
"Noisy."

She slowly sat up straight, her eyes full of displeasure, and she looked back:
"Bao Simu? What are you doing again?"

Bao Simu's foot that stepped forward suddenly froze:
"Ji Fanyin? Why are you here?!" Ji Fanyin frowned and said:
"You have such beautiful eyes, are they just for decoration? You can't tell, I'm sleeping."

The displeasure is obvious.

Ji Qianying sat there with a cloak covering her body. She looked at Ji Fanyin for a moment and then asked slowly:

"Why is Miss Ji here?"

Ji Fanyin snorted softly and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth:
"It's okay to disturb my purity and not apologize. Then you start questioning me. What's going on? Can the leader's wife be rude and bully a little girl like me?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Qianying's face darkened.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Bao Simu's face. She knew a little about Ji Fanyin's temperament, but this matter was related to the safety of her family, so she still asked:
"My mother didn't mean that. But, Fanyin, why are you here? Do you... know her? Or were you here just now? You didn't hear such a big movement?"

Ji Fanyin glanced in the direction pointed by Bao Simu's finger.

A good-looking girl, with blood on her face, was lying on the table, her left shoulder bone seemed to be broken.

"So?" Ji Fanyin turned around and glanced at Bao Simu: "Do you suspect that she was instigated by me?"

Bao Simu said anxiously:

"No! I just..."

Ji Fanyin crossed his arms and hummed softly:
"Just a routine matter? Not to the person?"

(End of this chapter)