deadly mantra

Chapter 36 Accidents, All Accidents

Fuying Mountain.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain,

Cicadas chirp, birds chirp, and sycamore leaves rustle.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting broke the tranquility in the forest.

Two figures jumped over the carriage one after another, fighting fiercely.

Li Mubai shouted anxiously:

"Master Feng! Stop it quickly! There must be a misunderstanding!"

Feng Xiaoyao struck Ji Fanyin's Tianling Gai with one palm. When she stepped back to dodge, he followed up with a punch and roared:

"No misunderstanding! It's her! If the lady who set up a stall at the city gate hadn't had a vague impression and told me that you had left Qiushui City, I would still be like a fool, squatting in Fulai Inn, waiting for you to come back to pick me up! "

Ji Fanyin avoided his repeated attacks gently and deftly, smiling broadly:
"The lady at the gate of the city is dim-sighted. Fortunately, the handsome boys and girls born between the three of us left a deep impression on her. I thought you hadn't noticed it until now."

Feng Xiaoyao became furious after hearing this and kicked Ji Fanyin in the abdomen.

The corners of Ji Fanyin's lips raised, Ragman retreated slowly, and the luck in his right palm turned into an eagle's claw, hoping to retaliate against Feng Xiaoyao's palm.

At this moment, a familiar scent came from a distance along with the mountain breeze.

A strange look flashed in Ji Fanyin's eyes, and he immediately stopped and backed down step by step: Hum hum hum ~ Chen Chen might have been nervous when he saw her being bullied, and hey, he forgot to hold her accountable for imitating his handwriting.

Ji Fanyin made up her mind. In order to imitate the pitiful appearance more closely, her red lips were slightly opened. Her small body was like an autumn leaf, unable to resist Feng Xiaoyao's fierce attack:
"what……"

Hearing her helpless exclamation, Feng Xiaoyao's face became darker and darker, and the fire in his eyes grew stronger and stronger!
"What tricks are you playing again! No matter what it is, I will teach you a lesson this time!"

The sound of anger was deafening.

Feng Xiaoyao no longer showed mercy, and with full power, Feng swung his fist down and hit Ji Fanyin.

"Miss Ji! Be careful!" Li Mubai stepped forward quickly.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew from far away, making Li Mubai unable to open his eyes.

At the same moment, a hand stretched out from Ji Fanyin's back, firmly grasped her waist, pulled her back, and brought her into his arms.

The embrace that I fell into was warm, generous, and familiar, with a faint lotus fragrance that could only be smelled from the near side.

he came.

Ji Fanyin looked up excitedly and met a pair of deep black eyes.

The emotion in those eyes was neither cold nor hot, like ice spring water, calm and refreshing.

Ji Fanyin's heart trembled, and the unfamiliar eyes made her forget to speak.

Shui Qingchen looked at Ji Fanyin and whispered:

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

A chill flashed through his eyes, and Shui Qingchen met the iron fist with a palm, instantly knocking back Ji Fanyin's attacker more than ten meters away.

There was a "click" sound, and Feng Xiaoyao's right arm hung by his side in a weird posture.

pain.

Heartbreaking pain.

Feng Xiaoyao was in pain so much that stars were popping out of her eyes, her body was shaking, and she couldn't believe what her eyes saw.Brother Qingchen, where did he come from?
Why did you hit him? !
Why!

Ji Fanyin was also frightened.

The sunlight penetrated through the dense leaves and sparsely sprinkled on Shui Qingchen's handsome cheeks.

He always lowered his eyes and stared at her, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a familiar smile.

Ji Fanyin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pointed to the opposite side hesitantly:
"Chenchen...do you see clearly?"

"See what?"

Ji Fanyin:
"The one whose arm you removed just now... was Feng Xiaoyao."

Water clear dust:
"..."

Ji Fanyin:
"..."

Feng Xiaoyao:

"..."

Li Mubai:
"..."

Four people, silent.

A quarter of an hour later.

Shui Qingchen came out of the carriage with a gloomy look on his face.

Feng Xiaoyao's arm has been connected, but it needs to be cultivated for a while.

Ji Fanyin stood under the sycamore tree with a guilty conscience and saw Shui Qingchen walking towards her with two envelopes in his hand.

Before he could speak, Ji Fanyin said quickly:

"I wrote it."

"I made it."

"I think."

"I am right."

"But I hate him!"

"I just hate him!"

Shui Qingchen didn't speak, and for the first time he looked at the person in front of him carefully.

The appearance is young and tender, and the skin is white and thin, like carefully polished white jade, smooth and translucent.

Those eyes were smart and sharp, like an untamed little beast, with a kind of bloodiness and stubbornness.

Shui Qingchen couldn't feel any servility in her body, but instead felt an innate aura of nobility.

She pursed her lips and looked directly into his eyes without any evasion or timidity.

How could she be a servant of Death Valley?

Shui Qingchen's scrutinizing gaze was like a thorn, irritating Ji Fanyin's eyes widened with anger, and she stared back unwilling to be outdone.

snort!Don't expect her to take the initiative to admit her mistake!
(End of this chapter)