deadly mantra

Chapter 407 The Jealous King of Hell
Ji Fanyin smiled like a flower and stretched out her hands to hook his neck. She now loved the feeling of their ears and temples rubbing together:
"Yes~ I love you so much, I love the jealous Yama Buddha Xiu~"

Shui Qingchen felt slightly embarrassed and looked away unnaturally:

"You shouldn't flirt with Li Mubai casually. The way he looks at you is different from before."

Ji Fanyin pretended to be confused and said:
"Huh? Do you only see this? Can't you see that he can see that the way I look at you is different from before?"

Shui Qingchen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and a deep smile instantly appeared in his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her lips repeatedly.

Ji Fanyin hugged his neck tightly, slowly closed her eyes, and a low laughter disappeared between their lips.

Five days later.

Feng Xiaoyao was in a daze when she heard a familiar voice ringing in her ears.

"I agreed that I would only be punished once. Mr. Li, your attack is too harsh. If I don't pick him up, I don't know what he will be like next time I come back. Cang Lie, come in and take Feng Ben Pick him up, be gentle, the wound on his back is rotten."

"Miss Ji! Miss Bao hasn't found the real culprit yet, how could Feng Xiaoyao be taken away by you..." This voice seemed to be that of Li Haiyang, the one who had been stabbed a thousand times.

Feng Xiaoyao struggled to flutter his eyelashes, trying to open his eyes, but he was in too much pain and tired...

Then I heard Ji Fanyin say in an extremely arrogant tone:
"I want to take someone away, and even if your king is here, he can't stop him. For Zheng Hongyan's sake, I'll give you time, but you don't have the ability to solve the case within the deadline."

"But what if someone from the palace comes for interrogation and finds that the prisoner is not there." Li Haiyang seemed a little anxious.

"That's something for you to think about."

Their conversation became increasingly muffled.

When I woke up again, I was already in Qingyiyuan's room.

Feng Xiaoyao resisted the burning pain on her back and just used her arms to support her upper body when a man opened the door and walked in.

The person who came was wearing a simple pale dress. He was tall, had deep black eyes, and was unsmiling.The two looked at each other, and Feng Xiaoyao lay back on the bed and asked in a low voice:

"I think you look familiar and my head hurts. I don't want to bother thinking about it anymore. Who are you?"

Cang Lie walked over slowly with the medicine box in his hand, skillfully removed the bandages on Feng Xiaoyao's body, and said:
"I am Cang Lie."

After sleeping for too long, Feng Xiaoyao's head was buzzing and throbbing. He frowned suppressively, glanced at Cang Lie, and said:

"How long have I been in a coma? Have you been taking care of me?"

Cang Lie opened the secret drawer of the medicine box and took out the ointment. He applied it to the wound quickly and lightly:
"This is Master Shui's ointment mixed with Ningbi Dan. If you apply it for four days, the whiplash on Master Feng's back will be healed."

Feng Xiaoyao's heart felt warm after hearing this. Brother Qingchen cared about him the most.

Cang Lie said calmly:
"During Mr. Feng's high fever, it was Mr. Shui who took care of you. For the next three days, it was my master who took care of you. So, after all, Mr. Feng was in a coma for five days in total."

Hearing the word "five days", Feng Xiaoyao was stunned in surprise:
"It's been so long?"

"Yes." After bandaging the wound, Cang Lie asked in a low voice: "Master Feng, do you want to go out and bask in the sun?"

"Baking in the sun..." Feng Xiaoyao looked at the window expectantly.

How could you not want to.

In the dark dungeon, what he missed most was the sun outside.

Feng Xiaoyao looked away with a lonely expression, stared at the ground, and asked:
"Where's the dead girl?"

(End of this chapter)