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"Fuso, where are you going?" Yanzhi, who had just come out of the inner room, saw Fuso running out like a gust of wind. He wanted to follow but was stopped by the young man with a sword, his face serious.
"Who is this girl?"
Yanzhi withdrew his hand and looked at him expressionlessly. Hearing Ji Yu call him Wensheng,
"She is a guest in my house!"
Vincent's eyes tightened slightly. He heard a conversation in the kitchen just now, but he only saw Fusang and no one else. He felt that this girl was not an ordinary person. He also heard from the manager that the master's injury was just applied.
She's already almost healed after taking some medicine, and I even suspect that she may know magic.
The Heavenly Master used demonic magic to bewitch the king, and maybe he also sent a demon girl to track down his master.
It would be better to kill ten thousand people by mistake than to leave a source of trouble. Vincent turned around and walked away.
Yanzhi couldn't help but shudder when he saw the vicious look on Wensheng's face when he left. When he looked back, Fusang was no longer there.
As the sky gradually darkened, the open space not far away began to become lively, and sparks began to light up. The bonfire banquet was being prepared in full swing.
"Yanzhi, go eat quickly and help later!" Luo Yin patted Yanzhi on the shoulder.
Yanzhi nodded, turned around and went into the house to eat.
Fusang wiped her tears while running, but the tears still kept flowing down. This kind of heartache was completely different from the pain when she learned about her father's death. It hurt even more to the bones, and her whole body seemed to be bitten by something.
Fuso panted slightly, holding her chest and sitting on a big rock.
Her heart hurt so much, and at the same time, Feng Teng also felt the strong twitching and fluctuations in her heart. Is she heartbroken? Is she heartbroken for herself?
Feng Teng rubbed his chest. It turned out that this was how the woman's heartache felt after being hurt by him.
If I stand in front of her and make her suffer so much, then let her do whatever she wants!
Feng Teng's figure flashed and disappeared from Yanzhi's house.
"You damn little lamb, I never want to see you again!" Fusang sat alone in the bushes, picked up small gravels and smashed them viciously, and cursed Feng Teng incessantly.
And not far away from Fusang, a figure came quietly, holding a saber in both hands, approaching Fusang step by step.
Fuso, who was thinking about the wind with all his heart, only felt a bright sword flash in front of his eyes. Just as he was about to raise his head alertly, he felt a pain in his neck, his vision went dark, and he fainted completely.
"Whether you are sent by the Heavenly Master or not, you have to die. Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for suddenly appearing here." Vincent, holding a big knife, looked at Fusang sinisterly. In order to protect his master, he would not do anything to anyone.
He will show no mercy to people, whether old, children or women.
Vincent didn't take another look at Fusang, and swung the sword towards her face. Seeing that the blade was about to touch Fusang's neck, a more dazzling light shot through, and Vincent was shocked to take a few steps back, and the hand holding the sword became heavier.
A bit more forceful.
"Who~" Vincent shouted warily and looked around, but it was still too quiet and there was no movement at all. However, a cold air shot straight up from the soles of his feet, making his hair stand on end.
With a "squeak" sound, Vincent turned his head sharply, his pupils suddenly widened, and he was horrified. He only saw a black gas rushing towards his face. Until a few centimeters from his nose, the black gas turned into a bloody mouth.
Vincent didn't even have time to ask for help and struggle before he was already swallowed into his belly.
Poor Vincent didn't know what kind of monster he was eaten until his death.
After a moment, the black energy gathered together, getting thicker and clearer, and gradually took on the shape of a human being, dressed in a long black robe, with long hair flying, and dark red pupils flashing sharp eyes, tightly locked in a halo.
Fuso fell to the ground on his face.
He was obviously full of hatred, but when he saw that familiar face, he realized that he could never let go and felt pity in his heart. If time could go back, he would no longer guard Fusang silently and would pour out all his passionate love.
Come out, even if the result is the same as now, at least you won't regret it.
Approaching Fusang and squatting down slowly, Lu Xiao's expression fluctuated, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his slender index finger was gently raised, but it always just stayed on the top of Fusang's face. Such a beautiful face, so pure, and so lovely Fusang, now
Can he really still touch?
Suddenly, Lu Xiao's red eyes tightened, he picked up the Fusang on the ground, and flew away. Then, the same black figure floated over, his brows tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the place where Fusang lay just now. The figure was nowhere to be seen, but there was still a trace of pay.
The smell of mulberry.
He raised his eyes and glanced far away, Feng Teng's thin lips opened slightly,
"I let you off again and again. Since you took the initiative to pretend this time, don't blame me again!"
"Hmm~" Her neck felt so sore and painful. This was the first feeling when Fusang woke up from tossing and turning. When she opened her eyes, she saw the bright night sky with stars dotted there, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard in her ears.
Fuso rubbed her eyes, climbed up half-supported, and looked around. She saw a quiet valley. She seemed to hear a sound just now, and then she was knocked unconscious. What happened to her?
"Are you awake?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded behind him. Fuso turned around and saw an unexpected person.
"Why are you here?" Ji Yu's sword-carrying guard Wensheng.
Vincent approached holding some wild fruits, with a strange expression on his face.
"I just passed by the woods and saw you fainted there, so I brought you here!"
"Then did you see anyone? I seem to have been knocked unconscious!" Fusang asked casually as he took the fruit from Vincent.
Vincent found a place to sit down and looked towards the stream.
"You were already fainted when I saw you, but I saw a black figure flash past, and nothing else."
Black figure? Fusang was silent. Feng Teng always liked to wear black. Could it be that he wanted to knock himself out and take him back to the Dragon Palace?
When he thought of this, Fusang immediately confirmed that it was indeed Feng Teng who had done the good deed. After scolding Feng Teng in his heart, he sat down next to Wen Sheng.
"Thank you!"
Vincent, who lowered his eyes to look at the stream, responded lightly,
"It's getting late. If you're okay, you can eat some fruit and rest. Let's go back first."
Fuso took a bite of the fruit, and plenty of juice overflowed in her mouth. It was really sweet.
"Where did you pick this fruit? It's delicious!"
I didn’t have dinner at all, but now that there were such delicious fruits, my belly started to drum, and Fuso couldn’t help but eat a few more.
Vincent wrapped the stream water in lotus leaves and handed it to Fusang.
"Drink some water!"
Fusang took it and drank it in a gulp.
"Okay, let's go back!"
Fusang was indeed very grateful to Vincent for saving her life today. She had suspected that they had done something wrong before, so she suddenly felt a little regretful.
And Feng Teng would do such a thing, which is too much.
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