deadly mantra

Chapter 78 The more you endure, the sadder you become

"Forehead……"

Bao Simu's face stiffened.

Concubine Luo Zizhen held the silk handkerchief in her beautiful hand, covered her red lips, and smiled secretly.

Bao Simu glared at Li Mubai arrogantly and said angrily:

"I want you to take care of it! Hmph!"

Li Mubai shook his head dumbfounded:

"You ah you."

Bao Simu hummed and turned away his face.

The more Li Mubai looked at her, the more he felt that the scene in front of him was too familiar.

After thinking for a long time, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ji Fanyin from the corner of his eye. He suddenly realized and blurted out:

"Ah! I said they are familiar. No wonder when we first met, I felt that Miss Ji was familiar. Yes, Miss Ji looks very much like Baozi."

The way Bao Simu arrogantly occupied Concubine Luo was very different from the way Ji Fanyin protected Shui Qingchen.

Ji Fanyin's back stiffened, and she looked at Shui Qingchen almost subconsciously. The shock in her eyes for a moment was one of disbelief and... disbelief.

Is it because she is like Bao Simu that he treats her particularly well?

Her hurt expression made Shui Qingchen's face suddenly change. Just as he was about to explain, Feng Xiaoyao's words were like a thunder, creating a deep hole between Shui Qingchen and Ji Fanyin that could not be crossed.

"Ah, that's it. Take a closer look. There is indeed some similarity between the eyebrows of the crazy girl and Baozi."

"Do not……"

"Really!" Bao Simu's delighted voice suppressed Shui Qingchen's voice again.

She excitedly rushed to Ji Fanyin, squatted down, came close, looked at her carefully for a long time, and said in surprise:
"Yeah? Really! What a fate! No wonder I find Sanskrit sounds so familiar, hahaha."

Everyone looked at Ji Fanyin.

A bone-chilling coldness spread from his heart to every strand of Ji Fanyin's hair.

The muscles on her face twitched with difficulty, and she stiffly revealed a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Yeah...cruel fate."

Shui Qingchen's heart was struck, and panic showed in his eyes for the first time:
"Xiaoyin, I..."

Bao Simu frowned, interrupted Shui Qingchen again, and said unhappily:

"Oh, that's annoying, Fanyin. It's a good fate. I happen to be missing a sister. How old are you? In what month were you born? Can we be sworn sisters?"

Ji Fanyin's face was a little pale, her fingertips were trembling as she stood up holding the stone table, and said hoarsely:
"I... suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave first."

Bao Simu was worried and was about to ask what was wrong, when Ji Fanyin walked past her in despair.

"What happened to Fanyin...?"

Bao Simu blinked in confusion and shouted at Ji Fanyin's leaving figure:
"Ah, by the way! Fanyin, in a few days, my grandpa's birthday party will be held. You must come then."

Ji Fanyin's back trembled slightly, and Shui Qingchen's heart also trembled.

"Okay." Ji Fanyin walked out of the ancestral hall without looking back.

Shui Qingchen stood up, nodded to Bao Simu, and said:
"I'm going one step ahead."

"Ah? Why? Are you going to find Fanyin?" Bao Simu looked disappointed: "I haven't stopped talking to you yet."

Shui Qingchen couldn't face Bao Simu's lonely eyes, but he couldn't worry about the person who left.

"Sorry." Struggling internally, Shui Qingchen lowered his head and left in a hurry.

Bao Simu didn't know what happened to her. By the time she reacted, she had already chased after Shui Qingchen and held on to Shui Qingchen's sleeve.

Shui Qingchen turned back and glanced at her hands.

Bao Simu let go slightly panicked, a little anxious and nervous:

"I, I... I'm sorry. I... can you accompany me to Bao's house? Because, because..."

She stammered and couldn't form a complete sentence.

Taking a long, deep breath, Bao Simu mustered up his courage, raised his head, with firm eyes, and said loudly and bravely:

"because I like you!"

This confession was extremely loud.

Shui Qingchen was stunned for a moment.He had been waiting for this sound of love for almost 14 years.

Now, I finally heard it.

His heart was indifferent...

After Ji Fanyin left the ancestral hall, her steps became faster and faster.

At the end, she stood on tiptoes and flew up the wall. With luck under her feet, she flew out of the Good Sword Alliance. She didn't want to stay in this place for a quarter of an hour.

The door of Shandao Alliance.

Lu Wenxing held the sword, closed his eyes, leaned against the carriage, and waited quietly for Bao Wushuang.

Suddenly, when he heard a sound, his ears twitched. He opened his cold eyes and saw a black figure, as fast as a hurricane, flying out from the Good Sword Alliance.

There was an evil smile in his eyes, and he chased in the direction Ji Fanyin left.

After a while, Shui Qingchen hurried out from the door, jumped on a horse, and chased in the direction of Luoxia Residence anxiously.

The exact opposite direction.

The figures chasing one after another were like two gusts of wind, passing over the high city wall and arriving outside the city.

In the wild mountain forest.

A winding small stream, crystal clear, with a few small fish swimming leisurely.

On the river bank, there are dense woods on one side and endless reeds on the other.

The breeze blew, and the lush reeds swayed gently.

Ji Fanyin pushed aside the reeds and walked to the stream. He looked at the reeds behind him with fierce eyes and scolded in a cold voice:
"Stop following me!"

call--

A strong wind blew, and reed flowers flew up like snowflakes.

Several white cranes chirped, flew out of the reeds, and spread their wings in the wind.

Ji Fanyin followed Bai He's figure and raised his head.

Thick white clouds slowly passed over her head.

The reeds behind him were filled with fragrance and fell into silence.

The corners of Ji Fanyin's lips were pursed tightly, and the small hand hanging by his side suddenly moved, arousing boundless anger, and struck towards the reed swamp with a sharp palm, carrying murderous intent that intimidated all directions.

There was only a "bang" sound, and all the reeds were broken within the reach of the palm wind.

Lu Wenxing was internally injured by this powerful energy, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, his eyes exuding the ferocity of a hungry wolf.

But soon, he concealed the emotion in his eyes, smiled habitually, and looked around calmly.

I see.

A hundred meters in radius with him as the center, the reed field turned into a mess in an instant, as if a ball of sky fire fell out of thin air and destroyed the place.

And the person who created this sky fire...

owl.

After not seeing each other for two years, her inner strength became even more creepy.

Lu Wenxing put away the nostalgia that inadvertently surged in his heart, slowly walked into Ji Fanyin's sight, and raised his hand to say hello:
"The last time we met, it was not convenient for us to talk about love. Who offended the number one killer of our Netherworld Pavilion, His Highness Xiao? Why are you so angry?"

Seeing that it was Lu Wenxing, Ji Fanyin withdrew her gaze coldly:

"I have nothing to do with Netherworld Pavilion."

Lu Wenxing recalled:

"Yes, how could anyone escape from the Netherworld Pavilion while alive? Two years later, the legend of His Highness Xiao is still circulating in various versions in the pavilion."

Ji Fanyin snorted with a nasal sound, a little disdainful.

Lu Wenxing smiled and said warmly:

"Why do you suddenly have a new name, Ji Fanyin? Fangyin is a sound that belongs to the human world and does not belong to the human world. This name sounds particularly ironic."

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