deadly mantra

Chapter 89 Leng Hongru is here
Ji Fanyin stood aside and had a panoramic view of Bao Jingtong's wonderful expression.

With her little hand, she grabbed his arm.

The wind blew under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was brought to the alley in front of the back door of Ji Mansion.

Bao Jingtong was surprised and happy. After landing, he clasped his fists gratefully towards Ji Fanyin:
"Thank you, Miss!"

Ji Fanyin waved lazily:

"No thanks, no thanks. Next time we meet, just pretend we don't know each other."

Bao Jingtong was clever and tactful. When he heard this, he immediately understood what Ji Fanyin meant.

He happily followed her and turned into the dark alley:
"Then can we meet again? Miss."

Ji Fanyin looked back at him strangely:
"I don't have that many candy bars to feed you."

"Sugar?" Bao Jingtong was stunned and quickly caught up with Ji Fanyin, with an excited look on his face: "Sugar? Isn't it a chronic poison? Is what you feed me sugar?"

"Chronic poison is very precious. You think I am a wealthy medicine king, so you just waste one pill casually."

"That's right, hehehe..."

Seeing that he was still following her, Ji Fanyin stopped, looked up at him, and asked:

"Don't you want to see a doctor?"

Bao Jingtong stopped:

"Look? Look at what?"

Ji Fanyin stretched out her hand and pointed at his face.

"Well..." Bao Jingtong smiled carelessly, touched his face and said, "It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about me. There are a lot of doctors living in my house now. It won't be too late for me to treat you when I go back later. "

Ji Fanyin's eyebrows moved slightly, feeling surprised.

Did Bao Jingtong forget who beat him into this state?
Ji Fanyin pursed her lips and waved goodbye to Bao Jingtong:
"I still have things to do, so don't follow me."

Bao Jingtong struggled to open his red and swollen eyes, watched her go away without blinking, and waved his arms happily:

"See you later, miss~ I will definitely not tell anyone what happened today, so you don't have to be afraid to see me. We will see you later~"

At this time, a gust of evening wind blew by, blowing the light green gauze skirt.

Ji Fanyin waved his hand without looking back.

The gorgeous sunset stretched her thin and small shadow.

Bao Jingtong waved his arms vigorously until her back could no longer be seen with the naked eye, then he slowly lowered his arms.

Before coming to Ji Mansion, he had seen all kinds of stunning beauties.

After coming to Ji Mansion, they were just beautiful.

"If only I could hug you once, even just once..."

Bao Jingtong lived for 19 years. For the first time, he had a sudden enlightenment and found his life goal.

He smirked and shook his head, ready to go home.

The moment he turned around, suddenly, an evil wind blew and he could not open his eyes.

"What's going on?" He covered his face with his sleeves.

Through the translucent gauze sleeves.

A peerless silhouette stands on the eaves opposite.

Under the setting sun, the snow-green toga, which is not stained by dust, flutters in the wind.

The folding fan he held in his hand had a lotus-shaped moon gem hanging on it. It flickered in the glow, and the dazzling light also flashed one after another.

Bao Jingtong was so stung by this light that he couldn't open his eyes and shouted:
"Hello! Who are you?"

Leng Hongru pursed his thin lips, a line of light and shadow floated, and his figure disappeared from the roof.

Bao Jingtong put down his arms and tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see clearly, but he could no longer find the figure:
"Disappeared? Disappeared? It's a weird person."

He muttered and turned around, suddenly meeting a pair of cold eyes.

Those eyes, without any ups and downs of emotion, were like ice and snow, but they faithfully reflected Bao Jingtong's frightened eyes.

"You, you are not on the roof, how, how... you, who are you?" Bao Jingtong was so frightened that he trembled and took a few steps back.

people in front of you.

He has cold eyebrows, cold eyes, and a cold breath.

The face is like snow jade, and it also has the temperature like snow jade.

He seemed to be a god who came out of the cold land.

Tsinghua is noble and unparalleled in the world.

Leng Hongru glanced at Bao Jingtong:
"Repeat what you just said."

The voice was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze the hot blood in the human body.

Bao Jingtong looked confused and said in a trembling voice:
"what??!"

Hearing the sound, Leng Hongru's eyes flickered slightly.The biting cold air and the overwhelming sense of oppression were on Bao Jingtong's body at the same time.

In an instant, Bao Jing seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

The next moment, the veins in his neck suddenly popped up, and blood rushed to his head crazily.

A stream of warm liquid had already been frozen to a bone-chilling temperature by the cold air before it flowed down from his nostrils.

His whole body couldn't stop twitching.

Pain, like a heavy rain, swept over and swallowed up Bao Jingtong.

He could feel fluid leaking from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

He wanted to raise his hand to confirm what it was.

But he was unable to raise his hand.

"Don't ask me to repeat the same question." The cold words were like death urging him.

Bao Jingtong's lips were trembling, his teeth were chattering, and there was no blood on his face. His eyes were wide open in horror, and his blurred vision was covered in blood-red color.

is blood.

His eyes, his eyes...are bleeding!

Fear gripped Bao Jingtong's heart tightly. His mind went blank. It was obvious that his head was in chaos, only fear remained, but the man's voice was extremely clear in his mind.

problem……

What is his problem?
His problem is——

Repeat what you just said.

talk?
Bao Jingtong's eyes trembled and wandered.

What did he say?What words would the person in front of me care about?

Words... words!

What words!
Bao Jingtong thought desperately and recalled it desperately.

Suddenly, a word appeared in his mind like lightning——

If only I could hug you once, even just once...

Xiao thought as he faced Ji Fanyin's leaving figure.

Bao Jingtong was bleeding from all his orifices, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he desperately wanted to beg for mercy. His Adam's apple was trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

He was so anxious that he wanted to cry, and he was so painful that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

Help……

Lu Wenxing!
Help! !
In my heart, I screamed hysterically.

But no one can hear it.

Leng Hongru's cold eyes moved slightly, taking in Bao Jingtong's despair and panic.

There was no trace of mercy on his stern face.

"You should be punished for being rude to her, Lingchi."

The folding fan held in his hand moved slightly.

There was no sword in his hand, but there was a fierce sword light that flashed out from the fan and made a clanking sound.

The deadly white spills out the deadly red.

As hundreds of sword lights flashed by, a skeleton trembled and was blown by the wind, falling into a pool of blood.

A quarter of an hour later.

Bao Simu's eyes spit fire, and he rushed out of the back door of Ji Mansion with his sword in hand.

Look around and take a look.

She turned her head angrily and cursed at Feng Xiaoyao who was catching up:

"It's all you! Holding me back! It's okay now, Bao Jingtong must have slipped away from behind!"

Feng Xiaoyao rolled his eyes at her casually

If it weren't for seeing Concubine Luo Zi, he wouldn't have followed her eagerly.

"You can just run away. I really want to beat him. Let's go and ambush him in front of his house. Are we afraid that we won't see him? Then, you can beat him however you want. Let's..."

A gust of wind blew, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Feng Xiaoyao stopped talking.

Bao Simu also smelled the horrible smell.

The two looked at each other, immediately drew their swords, and rushed towards the alley next door.

(End of this chapter)