deadly mantra

Chapter 695: Look at me
After being silent for a long time, Ji Fanyin tilted his head, looked at Mu Chanyi who was standing aside, and gently raised his thin eyebrows:
"Chanyi, you are a famous doctor. You cannot play with power and provoke people's hearts. It is not suitable for you."

"Hall Master?" Mu Chanyi's pupils trembled.

Ji Fanyin said in a calm tone:

"It's only this time, it won't happen next time."

Mu Chanyi's heart suddenly went cold when she heard that, and it took her a long time to squeeze out a sentence:
"Palace Master, everything I said is true."

Ji Fanyin couldn't help but let out a "poof" sound, shook her head and smiled:
"So what if it's true? Chanyi, don't say I hurt myself this time. Even if Shui Qingchen hurt me with this palm, I only care about whether his anger has subsided."

Mu Chanyi was stunned for a moment:
"Palace Master, do you like him so much that you don't have any doubts about him?"

Ji Fanyin raised his eyes and looked at her:
"Doubt what?"

Mu Chanyi was a little anxious and said emotionally:

"If he really cares about the Palace Master, why has he been reluctant to let me heal the Palace Master? If he really cares about you, why did he take the opportunity to seal off the Palace Master's internal power? Doesn't this give Bao Simu a chance to seek revenge? Is it? Shui Qingchen is too hidden, and the last time he appeared in the Good Sword Alliance was too coincidental..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly met Ji Fanyin's cold gaze, which was so cold and evil that it made people shudder. Mu Chanyi shuddered and immediately bowed her head and knelt down, her whole body trembling slightly to admit her mistake:

"My subordinates are just worried about the safety of the palace master and that he will be deceived."

Ji Fanyin placed her fingertips on the bed, and after tapping it anxiously for a dozen times, she suppressed her anger and ordered:

"Go back."

"Hallmaster..."

Ji Fanyin spoke sharply:
"Chanyi, don't challenge my patience again. I don't want to hear what I just said a second time. Also, Shui Qingchen is good, you don't have to understand, but don't slander him in front of me. I don't want to hurt you. Because of your mother, but I am not a kind-hearted person, and I will not tolerate it every time, do you understand?"

"...Yes." Mu Chanyi pushed her body up with shaking knees, lowered her head and exited the room.

After she left, Ji Fanyin's brows instantly surged with evil aura. He clenched his fists and dropped them hard towards the edge of the bed. There was a layer of blood-red anger in his eyes.I do not know how long it has been.

Ji Fanyin took a Shui Qingchen cloak from the hanger and covered herself. The familiar smell slowly calmed her anxious mind.

Late at night.

Shui Qingchen was not yet sleepy.Feng Xiaoyao couldn't sleep either, so she simply got up from the bed and accompanied Shui Qingchen, and the two of them sat in the yard drinking.

Half an hour later, Feng Xiaoyao's cheeks were reddened by the alcohol, and she fell asleep lying on the stone table.

Shui Qingchen lay on the rocking chair and looked up at the moonlight, holding a bottle of sake in his hand. The more he drank, the more he became sober.

At this time, a figure walked out of the darkness and walked to him with small steps.

Shui Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, and he saw her squatting quietly beside the rocking chair, raising her hand to drink, when Ji Fanyin reached out and grabbed it.

The wine has a pleasant aroma and is her favorite Immortal Wine.

But at this moment, the familiar aroma of the wine made her feel irritable, and she threw the Immortal Wine on the ground without even looking at it.

She curled her lips in grievance and grabbed his wrist with her cold little hands, wanting him to look at her haggard face, wanting him to feel sorry for her.

She also felt even more uncomfortable when she thought that his eyesight could not see how haggard she was:
"Dust dust..."

Shui Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows revealed helplessness.

He didn't turn to look at him. Ji Fanyin's heart ached with pain, so she simply stood up and sat astride his lap, pitifully saying:
"Chenchen, look at me..."

(End of this chapter)