deadly mantra

Chapter 95
Shui Qingchen's pursed lips suddenly opened into a charming arc, her sex appeal was so high that the stunning Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment.

After a delay, when she came back to her senses, her feet were already touching the ground.

She was lifted and put into a chair.

Ji Fanyin glared at Shui Qingchen angrily.

He actually used a beauty trick and made false accusations in the east and west!

Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

She doesn't care about her actions. Sometimes, when she is in a good mood, her sweet words can make people willing to do anything for her.

But sometimes, her temper gets worse, no matter how sharp her words are and offends everyone, she will only pick on one person and a group of others, taking her arrogance to the extreme.

He never worried that she would lose, only that she would suffer.

Ji Fanyin beat her chest in annoyance, feeling unwilling to do so.

One day sooner or later!
Sooner or later there will be such a day!
She must be able to overcome his fatal attraction to her!

Then, he proudly left him far behind.

In the arena, a new round of competition begins.

The two people in this scene were both weak in martial arts. Everyone present felt a strong brute force bursting out from the strong chest muscles of both sides.

Ji Fanyin stared at the field for a while, then turned away, showing no interest.

At first glance, these two people looked strong and muscular, but it was a pity that they were just bluffing and using brute force to win by shaking a hole in the ring.

She sat bored, and from the corner of her eye she accidentally caught a glimpse of regret flashing through Luo Zifei's eyes, and she knew immediately that Luo Zifei had noticed it too.

Her eyes jumped over Concubine Luo Zi's shoulder and looked at Feng Xiaoyao's face.

He watched with gusto, clapped his hands and rolled his eyes.

This idiot!

Ji Fanyin looked away in disgust. When her eyes passed over Luo Zifei's face, she paused and thought for a moment.

Destiny is generally very kind to ordinary-looking people.

People like Luo Zifei are bound to become trophies for others to fight for.

With Feng Benben's qualifications, there is no way he can protect the person he likes.

Thinking of this, Ji Fanyin's heart moved, she pretended to talk to herself, and began to analyze the situation on the stage, explaining everyone's moves, and even the methods to defeat the moves, she was very likely to tell them in detail.

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this. She moved a stool and sat next to Ji Fanyin, listening attentively:

"Then what? Then which move?"

Shui Qingchen's handsome face slowly revealed a gentle smile.

Under Ji Fanyin's explanation, Feng Xiaoyao entered a new realm in a trance. In front of him, the lights of swords, punches and drinks, and moves were all seen so clearly for the first time in his life.

After seven or eight games, Ji Fanyin's mouth was dry. At this moment, a cup of tea was handed over to her. Ji Fanyin's eyes flashed and she didn't look at Shui Qingchen. She awkwardly caught it and drank the tea in small sips.

Feng Xiaoyao was lost in thought when she heard this. When he saw her stop, he couldn't help but ask:
"Tsk, oh, don't stop. Keep going."

Ji Fanyin stretched out her hand and handed it to Feng Xiaoyao.

"What do you mean?" Feng Xiaoyao asked with a confused look.

Ji Fanyin blinked her big eyes:
"Mr. Storyteller also offers a reward. If you are satisfied after listening to it for so long, you can pay for the teaching fee."

"Wow!" Feng Xiaoyao shouted: "You are taking advantage of the situation! You clearly know how much my salary is! I..."

While protesting, Shui Qingchen suddenly took out a piece of silver and put it in Ji Fanyin's palm.

Feng Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized what she was doing, she immediately wanted to snatch it back.

Another ingot of silver passed by Feng Xiaoyao's eyes and fell into Ji Fanyin's hand.

"Qingchen...brother? What are you..."

Third and fourth ingots.

Ji Fanyin squinted and looked at Shui Qingchen.

What does it mean?
And, where does his money come from?

"Brother Qingchen, Brother Qingchen! You are stupid, that is money! Real money!" Feng Xiaoyao said anxiously.

Shui Qingchen smiled slightly and said in a leisurely tone: "Fortunately, what you have learned now is only superficial. If you are more sophisticated, I will not be able to afford your tuition."

He pondered for a moment, looked at Feng Xiaoyao, and said:
"If you want to improve, just figure it out yourself, or you can use it as a pawn in your next life."

Feng Xiaoyao was stunned for a while after hearing this.

Ji Fanyin understood it.

Ah!
This is the clever master who took advantage of the situation!
In Feng Benben's next life, what's the use of something that can't be seen or touched?

Just a few pieces of silver, and the next life, just like relying on Feng Cunbun on her?
He simply thought she was stupid!

Ji Fanyin quietly put the money into his sleeves.

Before Feng Xiaoyao understood Shui Qingchen's hint, she said:
"Finally someone who can watch."

Feng Xiaoyao's mind turned halfway and was immediately attracted by Ji Fanyin's words:

"Who's who?"

Seeing this, Shui Qingchen shook his head helplessly.

The little guy's unprecedented act of compassion was missed in vain.

It's a pity, it's a pity, Brother Feng didn't appreciate it, and such a good opportunity to become a disciple was missed.

on the ring.

The new young man is dressed in tight clothes and narrow sleeves. His hair is tied tightly with a long black hairband.His erratic figure disappeared out of thin air in front of his opponent like a ghost.

The people in the audience were stunned in amazement.

Feng Xiaoyao stood up excitedly, looking for that person.

Ji Fanyin pursed her cherry lips, kicked Feng Xiaoyao's feet, and pointed upward.

Feng Xiaoyao immediately raised his head and headed upward.

The young man was like an eagle, flying high in the sky. His movement was extremely quiet, not even disturbing the air.But the palm from top to bottom is like a goshawk, full of amazing power, a strong air flow, spinning towards the opponent.

"Be careful!" Feng Xiaoyao was frightened and blurted out subconsciously.

He reminded him hastily, and the young man's sharp palm was a step faster.

The opponent's body had already flown out and fell heavily off the stage.

Feng Xiaoyao hurriedly stepped on the railing, ready to jump down to check the man's injuries.

Ji Fanyin grabbed his clothes and pulled him back. It seemed like a very small movement, but with a flow of air, he brought Feng Xiaoyao back with extreme force.

Feng Xiaoyao staggered back more than a dozen steps. His back hit the wall with a bang, and then he stopped.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xiaoyao ignored the pain on his back and rushed to Ji Fanyin's side.

"What are you going to do?"

Ji Fanyin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, without giving him a chance to speak, and sneered:

"In a fair duel, if you lose, you lose. If you can't afford to lose, don't get on that stage. The life and death certificate you signed is the same as the life and death letter you wrote. Is it a joke?"

"But... today is Mr. Ji's birthday banquet. How could he be so harsh? What if someone loses his life?" Feng Xiaoyao frowned with a look of unbearability.

The coldness in Ji Fanyin's eyes dissipated and she said calmly:

"Pity, when it has no effect, is a worthless stumbling block. I have already answered your question."

Feng Xiaoyao looked anxious. Seeing that the injured man's face turned pale, after getting up from the ground, he fell down tremblingly.

Among the heroes who were watching, no one came forward to help.

His heart sank again and again.

An indescribable discomfort came over my heart.

Why didn't those people go up and help?
why?
Feng Xiaoyao's anger towards those who stood by and watched was all directed at Ji Fanyin:
"You are so unkind! What is its role and value? I only know that that person needs help now."

As the sound fell, Feng Xiaoyao's luck flew downwards.

Ji Fanyin's face remained as usual. This time, he did not show any sullenness, but the coldness in his eyes was terrifying.

(End of this chapter)