The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 414 Dreamland
Someone quietly jumped off the window sill and walked towards the bed lightly.

Ji Yehuan breathed evenly, waiting for the opponent to make a move.

One inhale, two inhale... Ten inhale, the other party didn't make any further movements, just standing by the bed, probably looking at her.

The other party seemed to be very patient.

But Ji Yehuan's patience had long been exhausted. She opened her eyes suddenly, but when she saw the other person's face, Ji Yehuan was stunned for a moment, and stopped: "Seventeen?"

At this moment, the short blade in the opponent's hand pressed against Ji Yehuan's neck.

"You want to kill me?" Ji Yehuan raised his eyelids, looking at the familiar assassin in the dark night.

The visitor was dressed in black clothes, with profound features and indifference in his pitch-black phoenix eyes, even when facing the person lying on the bed, there was no disturbance.

"You know me." The man in black lowered his head, staring intently at Ji Yehuan's eyes, "Who are you?"

Ji Yehuan narrowed her eyes slightly, "You don't remember me?"

The man looked at her for a moment, and said, "I died once, and I forgot what happened before. They only told me that my surname is Shi."

Ji Yehuan lifted the thin quilt nonchalantly: "If I tell you, I am your master... Will you take your knife back?"

"Don't move!" the man shouted in a low voice, moving the dagger forward, "I don't have a master."

Ji Yehuan felt the pain in her neck.

"It seems that I have misidentified the person. The person I know only looks similar to you." Ji Yehuan's eyes flashed a dangerous dark light, "Because if that person dares to face me with a sword, then he can only die .”

The man in black suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and he collapsed helplessly on the ground.

It wasn't Ji Yehuan's first time searching for a soul, but it was the first time she had some scruples.

She straightened the body of the man in black, her eyes traced the outline of the man for a moment, and then she squatted down and placed her fingers between the man's eyebrows.

Ji Yehuan closed her eyes.

A woman in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged on a low table, a coffee table was placed in front of her, and a chess board was placed on the coffee table.

The mist from the hot tea was dense, blurring the woman's face.

"Everyone knows that love makes people stupid. Even that person can't escape." The woman held a white jade chess piece between her two fingers and dropped it on the chessboard.

"In order to find a breakthrough, he actually risked himself."

"A dilemma, what choice do you think she will make?"

She looked up to the opposite side.

There was no one on the other side.

The woman didn't need anyone to answer, and slowly dropped a child.

"She would never let anyone else touch him."

"Because what she likes, what she wants, is just clean and pure things, isn't it?"

"If it is stained with filth, she would rather discard and destroy it than keep it."

A butterfly landed on the back of her finger, and as its wings flapped, light blue scales fell.

The woman caressed the white jade chess piece and looked at the opposite side again.

"If that's not the case, why has she never had any unreasonable thoughts about you?"

"You said, right, Lord Fengwuxian?"

On the other side, there was still no one there.

Ji Yehuan opened her eyes suddenly, panicked for no reason.

The mental power quickly extended into the Suolong Pagoda, and wanted to check Gong Liyue's situation, but felt a sudden sense of weightlessness, and her body seemed to be infinitely falling in the darkness.

Ji Yehuan wanted to reach out and grab something, but in vain.

After an unknown amount of time, the feeling of falling disappeared, and the blackness disappeared, leaving blood in front of my eyes.

The color of blood was everywhere in front of his eyes, and the thick bloody smell could not go away, as if his eyes and nose were filled with blood.

The beating of the heart was very weak, as if it would stop in the next second.

The wind blew past, piercing my cheeks sorely.

Ji Yehuan moved, but found that her body was out of control.

She should be lying on the ground now.

Someone is coming from afar.

In the distance, there is a touch of light white.

Ji Yehuan blinked.

A drop of fishy liquid slipped from his forehead into his eyes, and Ji Yehuan opened them wide.

It was a tall man in a crescent-colored robe.

That crescent moon came slowly from a distance, piercing through the bloody sky, and appeared in Ji Yehuan's bloody life.

"Xianjun, there is a child here, and she is still alive!"

Ji Yehuan heard someone screaming in her ear, and then she was... hugged?
Only then did she see the other person's face.

His face is also white, which is different from the bloody eyes.

Ji Yehuan felt that this whiteness was the most beautiful color in life.

She waved, trying to catch it.

The white on the opposite side did not respond to her.

Ji Yehuan did not give up, she tried her best to grab it.

Then she saw her hands now, two short hands, fat and full of blood.

Possibly being pleased by her, Bai on the opposite side stretched out his hand.

She felt that she was a little further away from him, and eagerly passed her hand over.

"Xianjun, this child is too dirty, let the subordinates take her back and clean her."

"No need." He replied.

Then she felt her body lift, and she was closer to him, close enough to see the little snowdrops on his chin.

She hugged the white in her eyes happily, and said nothing to let go.

She felt his expression stiffen.

Someone nearby said: "Xianjun, you... your face..."

He seemed to sigh, took a handkerchief whiter than his clothes, and gently wiped her face a few times.

Thus, Ji Yehuan smelled something other than blood.

It's like a cold moon, with a clear taste.

Ji Yehuan was brought back to the palace by her lover, and someone wanted to take her away.

She hugged him tightly and buried her head in his neck.

Her Bai seemed to sigh again, and said to the person who wanted to take her away: "Go down."

Someone retorted: "Xianjun, how can you do this kind of thing yourself?"

What she said later was indistinct. Ji Yehuan felt so tired that she soon fell asleep.

When Ji Yehuan woke up, he saw the silver-encrusted white on the top of his head.

Not as beautiful as her.

Did not see her white.

She turned over and crawled out on hands and feet.

After a few strokes, she made a 'chirp' and fell to the ground.

Five-body cast.

Ji Yehuan rubbed her little nose that was flattened, and sat up with her two short hands on the ground.

Ji Yehuan spread his hands and looked, feeling that something was wrong.

What's wrong?
By the way, Bai is going to find her.

She found him.

He picked her up and said to her: "Your parents gave you a good name. They hope you will be happy for the rest of your life. From now on, I will call you Huan'er."

She tilted her head and asked, "You What's your name?"

Her white looked at her like a monster, "You can talk?"

Ji Yehuan blinked. Was it strange that she could speak?

"My name is Feng Wu, you should call me..."

"Feng... Wu..." She smiled, hugged his neck and said repeatedly: "Feng Wu, Feng Wu, Feng Wu, I will call you Feng Wu."

Her Bai...no, her Feng Wu, is sighing again.

"Call uncle."

"Feng Wu, Feng Wu."

"...if you like it."

Ji Yehuan soon fell asleep again. She really felt very tired, and she felt at ease in his arms.

"... Huan'er... Huan'er..."

The voice came from far away. Ji Yehuan opened his sleepy eyes and saw Feng Wu standing beside the bed. He jumped up and hung his hands around his neck.

Feng Wu reached out to embrace her, but blamed her in his mouth: "Huan'er, you have grown up, you can no longer be the same as when you were a child."

Ji Yehuan curled her lips, "No way, I'm only eight years old!"

"You also know that you are only eight years old? Who was the one who destroyed Wuyuzong Lingquan yesterday? Who was the one who maimed the grandson of the owner of Qingyun Tower the day before yesterday?"

Ji Yehuan felt his face was a little hot, cleared his throat and said, "That kid from Qingyunlou beat him up by himself, and he actually said that someone is prettier than you!"

Ji Yehuan held Feng Wu's face, looked up and down, left and right, "How can there be anyone in this world who is prettier than you, Feng Wu?"

Feng Wuben wasn't too angry, after all, she was used to these things, hearing her gag at this moment, he just felt dumbfounded.

"When you get older and go out and meet more people, you won't have such thoughts anymore."

Ji Yehuan shook her head like a rattle: "Feng Wu is the prettiest."

Feng Wu shook his head helplessly, seeing that she was covered in bloody clothes, her eyes were slightly darkened.

"It's your birthday in a few days. I ordered someone to make some clothes."

Feng Wu pulled her off and told her to stand upright, "Huan'er, don't wear this color of clothes anymore."

Ji Yehuan lowered her head and looked at her sticky, bloody body.

When the hem of the clothes swayed, it was like blood rolling.

Ji Yehuan looked up at him, and asked with a smile, "Why? Is there anything wrong with this color?"

(End of this chapter)