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Chapter 39: Distance Produces Taste


But as for him, in order for her to take the initiative to come to him, he, who was young and timid, stole the things she had been holding in her arms.

That was while she was resting her mind for the last time.

While talking in this room, Qiu Shang in the stink pond in the other room looked suspiciously at this side.

In her understanding, although Feng Fuyao was under a death curse and could not survive, she was just afraid of what she had done in the dark.

Hands and feet, otherwise what would she be doing here?

"squeak" After receiving the order, the monsters in the stink pool swam collectively to the middle monster, with her as the center guard.

Qiu Shang's original form appeared inside, with mud rolling and falling on his body, and his big eyes only Can rely on her body parts to capture.

Although she was born a rat spirit, she was still quite smart.

At least she knew how to guard against Feng Fuyao when she couldn't get out of the quagmire.

"This" the man in black exclaimed in surprise when he saw this scene.

Cangming Qiancui put her index finger between her lips and said "shh" to her subordinates to be silent.

The square was as black as ink, and those people were all wearing black clothes.

From his angle, it was still difficult to see the specific faces.

However, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he would find out later.

Le Chang lowered his head respectfully, stepped aside and stopped talking.

When Wangchuan saw that scene, he reported, "My lord, it is Cangming Qiancui."

Bai Li nodded and said that he didn't need to worry about him.

Only a half-demon like Ji Ciyan would care about little shrimps in the human world.

After a while, Qiu Shang slowly moved backwards in the stinking pool.

This time she cast a spell, which was against the will of heaven.

She used the power of the soul-eating rat to eat all the ghosts that were still wandering in this area.

Help her cast spells.

Taking away the consciousness of life, she will not be reincarnated after death.

She knows that she must be doomed this time.

However, who did she just see?

My lord, he didn't help Feng Fuyao.

Does that mean that he treats her?

The corpse mud mixed with the stench gathered into her current body.

It was impossible to get out.

She didn't know how long she could hold on.

However, this did not mean that she wanted to die.

She knew Feng Fuyao from Futuo Pagoda.

She was ruthless and her methods were even more impressive.

She was also very good at subduing demons and she could show her face even in front of the Demon Pond.

Our Lord has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years and has been dormant in the dark.

She knows that since that woman came in, he has been observing her, and she can always see his love and nostalgia for that woman from the depths of his eyes.

Although there will be hatred, but without love, where can there be hatred?

Until the woman went crazy and took the initiative to find a fight with the devil.

My Lord rushed out from the dark and took the mouthful of blood she spat out, helping her escape from death.

He smiled bitterly and said, "The one who framed this woman all along is He, he was the one who saved her.

My Lord, what do you want to do?

"Ah" she bit Ji Ciyan's lapel and groaned, making a secret gesture with her hands.

Zhou Zheng had been standing by, and after seeing it, he walked to the edge of the pool in a few steps.

Covering his mouth and nose, he had a look of disgust on his face.

Damn it, distance really smells like this.

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He took out a few soul candles and slowly lit them.

However, he didn’t know whether the air here was too humid or lacked oxygen.

Tried several times without success.

"Squeak" Qiu Shang moved his arms, and the liquid in the stink pool moved accordingly, and his blurry body seemed to disappear with this movement.

Looking at Zhou Zheng warily, he raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Immediately, when the first light of dawn appears, all this will be over.

Shui Mo and others had already been waiting for him.

Seeing this, Shui Mo gritted his teeth and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Su Yu also became anxious.

At this critical moment, although Feng Fuyao was in so much pain that he almost fainted, he still regained some consciousness and realized that he couldn't light it.

No, that flint was specially used to light this thing.

"Ciyan" she called out weakly, thinking about asking him to help Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng was quite good at doing this kind of thing, but there was someone who kept causing trouble, and how could Zhou Zheng be able to cope with it.

Ji Ciyan patted her on the back to express her peace of mind.

The white-tailed blue flame under her hand cut through the air and reached Zhou Zheng's hand.

The fire suddenly burst into flames.

Zhou Zheng flicked the candle in his hand back and forth.

He patted his chest in fear. , Oh my god, don’t roast it into pig’s trotters from the beginning.

Withdrawing his hand, Ji Ciyan looked in Bai Li's direction with a sinister look, catching Bai Li's gaze.

He smiled bloodthirstyly with white teeth, and his men continued to move.

Feeling the hostility, Wangchuan moved forward to block him.

Baili turned around elegantly and walked in front of him.

When he caught Ji Ciyan's blow, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and his energy settled.

This seemed random.

The palm's technique is very tricky and weird.

It's weak at first, but full of stamina.

It's not a test, but a deadly force.

"My Lord" Wangchuan called him worriedly, if this would hit him.

Taking a step back, Bai Li stopped his hand and intercepted it again, turning his palm into a fist.

He could only slowly eliminate the menacing force.

Sweat slowly broke out on his forehead, and his sinister eyes flashed away.

Blame this broken body "You" Feng Fuyao felt the fluctuations in his emotions.

Ji Ciyan patted her back again.

Although her heart ached, her voice was calm.

"It's okay."

At this juncture, how could she be distracted again?

Kissing her forehead, he comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon, don't be afraid."

He clearly remembered that that year, the girl in his arms gave him strength and told him not to be afraid.

"Don't be afraid, sister, these people are no match for me, don't be afraid," the little girl comforted him.

The tattered clothes could not cover his body for a long time.

When he was young, his facial features had not yet grown.

At a glance, he was really as charming as a woman. then ------Digression----- When I see you, I sit alone under the Bodhi tree and remain silent.

I wear a cassock, sing a Sanskrit song, say goodbye to my past life, and this life.

Everything begins quietly.

Thank you all for sending me the flowers and diamonds, I love you: