deadly mantra

Chapter 690 Breaking
Leng Hongru's eyes trembled slightly, and the expression on his face wavered for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and disappeared without a trace in the next moment.

His cold voice was mixed with a hint of murderous intent:
"Last time, if Xiao Liuying hadn't arrived at the last minute, Leng Yanwen wouldn't have had the chance to get close to you again."

Ji Fanyin wanted to laugh, but she couldn't:
"You are not the only one who wants to kill him. But he is my sister's shadow. Killing him is equivalent to cutting off one of my sister's arms. This is the reason why I can't kill him. And you are my shadow, Leng Yihan is the shadow of Ninth Brother, and even if there is great hatred between the three of you, you three cannot attack each other in private without our orders."

She removed her hand from his chest and said:

"But you went behind my back and treated him cruelly more than once. Aru, you should be the first shadow to disobey the master's wishes so far."

The expression on Leng Hongru's face was always cold, like ice condensed for thousands of years, without any extra emotion:

"You knew already?"

The sneer at the corners of her lips was mixed with too much bitterness. Ji Fanyin looked at him sadly and said:
"Did I know it too late? If I had known it earlier... at least I shouldn't have heard it from Leng Yanwen. I should have noticed it myself. But why did I never doubt it, Aru, Do you know why?"

Leng Hongru and Ji Fanyin looked at each other, feeling a strange pain in their hearts, and replied:
"Xiaoyin, if you want an explanation for these little things, I can give you a satisfactory answer later."

Ji Fanyin's eyes trembled, and she looked at him with grief. For a moment, she relaxed and shook her head. The Demon Emperor's energy flowing in her body broke away from the suppression. Her face turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood. Blood beads splashed on his clothes. and hem.

Leng Hongru suddenly clenched the cold blade in his hand, his eyes became even colder, and the faint pain in his heart became uncontrollable.He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of her mouth that upset him. He reached his hand into the air, but she slapped it away hard.

"Don't touch me again! Cough cough cough..."

Ji Fanyin took a few steps back and coughed up the blood he had not had time to swallow.

She was like a wounded beast, her eyes fell on him, sad and desperate:

"Why... why do you want me to be moved by you, and then pierce my heart with my sincerity for you! Why! You can even deceive your own heart?! How could you... Leng Hongru! How could you do this to me? ! How could you... how could you... cough cough cough..." His breath was disordered, and the domineering power in his body gradually lost control. Ji Fanyin's chest rose and fell violently:
"Leng Hongru, you are crazy..."

"How dare you cast the lovesickness Gu on me!"

"You always blame me for being naive. In your eyes, I am indeed hopelessly naive..."

"And the most naive thing I have ever done is that I thought you believed I loved you!!"

Her almost mournful roar echoed in the sky above the snow and sand formation for a long time.

This sadness and anger seemed to have taken away all the strength from Ji Fanyin's body. She staggered and fell backwards. One hand pressed on the hilt of the broken sword that was half covered with snow, and she barely supported her body. She covered her body with the other hand. She closed her eyes, not wanting him to see the tears welling up in her eyes.

"I've had enough……"

She tried hard to swallow back her tears, looked at him with bright red eyes, tried her best to hold back the double pain from her body and heart, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I don't want you anymore..."

Leng Hongru instantly understood the meaning of her words, and his eyes finally changed, like a crack in the thousand-year-old ice, revealing a bit of coldness:

"Don't say any more. I'll help you control it..."

(End of this chapter)