deadly mantra

Chapter 339: What can you lose besides yourself?
Heavy rain pounded on the ground, and the courtyard was shrouded in a cold mist.

Li Mubai looked ferocious and stared at Ji Fanyin's face.

How dare she hit him!
Ji Fanyin straddled Li Mubai, his face ashen.

"Bang——" Another punch.

Before Li Mubai could recover, her eyes flashed with a chilling coldness, and the iron fist she raised fell again.

"Bam—"

The successive punches made Li Mubai's ears buzz.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the corners of Li Mubai's mouth and nose.

Li Mubai panicked, no longer resisting with his eyes, and struggled with his limbs to escape.

Ji Fanyin, who usually looked like a small ball, now looked like an unshakable mountain. No matter how much he resisted, she didn't move at all.

"Bam—"

Another punch.

After enough fighting, the fire subsided and I felt comfortable.

Ji Fanyin unclenched his fists, gasped and got up from Li Mubai, waving his wrists, and sat down next to him, with a sneer on his lips and said:
"How does it feel to be suppressed by others?"

Li Mubai's chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for air.

His face was red and swollen from the beating, and there were huge bruises hanging from the corners of his eyes and mouth.

Ji Fanyin's fists were hard enough, and they hit all the right places, and not a single punch was soft-hearted.

Li Mubai now only felt the strong tinnitus ringing in his ears, which made Ji Fanyin's voice sound unreal.

His arms were weak and hung on the ground. He turned his head with difficulty and looked to his side.

Her eyes seemed to have been disabled by her, and her vision became very blurry, as if there were thousands of small black insects flying in front of her eyes.

pain……

Eyes hurt, nose hurts, corners of eyes hurt, mouth hurts, cheeks hurt...

It hurts everywhere...

The most terrible thing is that it feels like someone has used a knife to cut out a piece of flesh in the heart, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the pain is heartbreaking.

He just looked at Ji Fanyin and felt dizzy.

But, in 14 years, he has never been so sober as he is now.

Ji Fanyin moved her throbbing wrist and looked at Li Mubai, who was bruised and swollen by her beating, and said:
"Are you awake? If you're not awake yet, I don't mind helping you wake up again."

Li Mubai dodged almost subconsciously, raised his arms to cover his face, and said in a hoarse voice, full of panic:

"do not--"

Ji Fanyin stared at him and said politely:
"Li Mubai, besides yourself, what can you lose?
No, you lost yourself 14 years ago.

It’s not that I want to hit you..."

Li Mubai put down his arms and stared at her in surprise, tears welling up in his eyes.

It’s not aggrieved, it’s painful!
"Isn't this considered a blow to you?!"

Ji Fanyin blinked, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked:

"It really hurts so much?"

Li Mubai was furious, slapped her hand away, wiped away his tears, got up from the ground, crossed his legs like her, and sat facing each other.

When he looked up, he saw her staring at him with a questioning look on her face.

Now ask: Why are you crying in pain?

The bruise at the corner of Li Mubai's mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is life! Reason! Reaction! If you don't believe it, let me punch you in the eyes a few times! Ji Fanyin, do I have a grudge or grudge against you? You can do it to my face." Get rid of it?! If my eyes are blinded by you, you will be responsible for the rest of my life!"

Ji Fanyin didn't answer.

Li Mubai glared at her sideways.

Ji Fanyin thought for a moment and then said:
"You yourself are too weak."

Li Mubai:
"..."

He seriously suspected that her silence just now was because she was recalling the force of the fist that hit him in the face.

Li Mubai raised his head, looked at her, and asked in a deep voice, "If it were Shui Qingchen's face, would you still be willing to hit her?"

Ji Fanyin replied subconsciously:
"Of course I don't want to."

After a pause, she added:
"Shui Qingchen is very powerful, I have no reason to hit him."

Li Mubai had a sullen face and said nothing.

Ji Fanyin said:
"The position of the crown prince may be taken away by others at any time. The support of the Ji family and the Shandao Alliance is only because you are the adopted son of the current Queen Bao Jiaqi.

On the surface, these seem to be your things, but if you can lose them at any time, do they still belong to you?

You only have your life, your biological mother, and your sister.

According to the personal maid, your mother's temperament is very much like a winter plum blossom, aloof and arrogant. Because of this, she concealed the news after she found out she was pregnant. "

The two were silent.

Outside the pavilion, it rained heavily and thunder rolled.

All the muscles in Li Mubai's body were tightly tensed, and his heart was so painful that it became numb, and even breathing became difficult.

Ji Fanyin turned her head and looked at the heavy rain outside the pavilion, with a faint look in her eyes, and said:

"She said that your biological mother didn't bother to use the dragon heir in her belly to get out of the predicament she was in.

If she hadn't been still alive, I'm afraid... no one in this world would have known that the Queen, who died with hatred at that time, was already two months pregnant. "

Ji Fanyin frowned slightly.

Compared with Queen Bo Qingge's approach, she can better understand Li Mubai's approach of enduring humiliation and hardship just to survive.

Only when people are alive can they have hope.

How much is pride worth?

Killing enemies with your hands, living stronger than anyone else, living better than anyone else, that is the world she can understand.

Thinking of this, Ji Fanyin couldn't help but sigh.

However, she was only depressed for a short while.

For the dead, sadness, grief, and regret are all superfluous emotions.

Only revenge is the greatest comfort to them.

Ji Fanyin stood up, looked at Li Mubai condescendingly, and said:

"When you have figured it out, come to Qingyi Garden to find me."

When the sound fell, she turned around and was about to leave. Li Mubai lowered his head and suddenly said -

"Mu Chanyi is not in the prison."

Ji Fanyin raised his foot, paused, and then dropped it back.

Li Mubai stood up from the ground, all the anger and pain in his eyes were hidden by his indifference.

He lowered his head and stared at Ji Fanyin's fair face for a long, long time.

A few strands of hair were blown by the wind and fell on her shoulders.

His fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly, resisting the urge to fiddle with her hair.

Silently looking away, Li Mubai spoke and said:

"Recently, Mr. Li has frequently entered the violent chamber deep in Yongxiang with the jade token in the Queen's Palace."

Li Haiyang, the presiding judge in the case of the Seventh Prince.

The torture chamber was a place where prisoners were detained and interrogated.

Ji Fanyin's eyes moved slightly, and a bad feeling suddenly came over her heart.

Mu Chanyi was imprisoned in the sky prison, maybe... there was still a glimmer of hope.

In a place like a violent room, even if the charges are cleared, what comes out of it may only be a cold corpse.

How could Li Mubai not know this truth?

After estimating the time Mu Chanyi was locked up in the cell and the number of times Mr. Li came in and out, now, the miracle doctor Mu is probably already...

Li Mubai picked up the envelope on it, put his slender fingers into his sleeves, found something, and put it on the table.

(End of this chapter)