"Shhhh Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wen Ji pressed her index finger to her lips, and her lips pulled up in a wicked arc, "It's better not to say some things for fun, right?" ”

The boss immediately shut up, biting his lip tightly, and his mouth was filled with blood.

This young girl, who was only sixteen years old, had reached such a terrifying level of cultivation...... Thinking of the previous incident, I can't help but feel a chill in my heart.

At the end of the dark corridor, a girl dressed in white, holding a cluster of pale blue flames in the palm of her left hand, a casual smile on her beautiful face, and endless evil in the depths of her clear eyes, which made people can't help but sink. She lightly lifted her lips: "Tell me, what did you do with the person who found you before?" ”

The boss licked his somewhat pale lips and said cautiously: "We, waste his skills......"

"Oh?" Wen Ji raised her willow eyebrows, raised her hand, and the pale blue flame was like a long blue whip, and it was thrown towards one of the people who was sitting on the ground.

"Ah!!h The screams of pain stimulated the nerves of the other two, and the people next to them crawled to the corner and shrank into a corner, hugging each other together, their bodies trembling like chaff, and their faces were sobbing: "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! ”

"Is that so?" Wen Ji tilted her head, her clear eyes were innocent and harmless.

The boss watched in horror and horror as the man whose limbs were charred not far away squirmed in pain, his legs trembling, and he knelt on the ground in fright.

Wen Ji turned a blind eye and played with the spiritual fire in her hand, and a beautiful little face flickered in the firelight: "And then? ”

And then? The boss swallowed his saliva vigorously and stumbled: "We...... cut off his life. ”

"That's right." The whip flicked again, piercing the air and burning the huddled man with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ah!!h Another scream of despair.

The boss stiffened, his eyes glazed as he looked at the person in the corner who had fainted due to the extreme pain in his lower body, his teeth chattered, and he actually bit his lip, and a stream of blood instantly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ji's expression remained unchanged, bent over, staring at the boss, her long hair swaying across her cheeks, half-hiding her smile: "What next?" ”

Or is it going? The boss's head didn't want money, and he knocked hard, begging while kowtowing: "Auntie, the little one knows that he is wrong, and the little one doesn't dare anymore!" begged my aunt and grandmother to spare the little one, and the little one must change his past mistakes in the future, change his mind, and be a new person! Please, please......" At the end of the words, I couldn't cry.

Seeing that the boss was full of tears but still couldn't hide his humble and pleading eyes, overlapping with the pair of tearful eyes in the depths of his memory, Wen Ji smiled slowly.

"Why are you crying?" Pacing behind the boss, holding the boss's back collar with one hand, he walked slowly to the two who were dying, as if to say to the boss, and as if he was talking to himself, "I know that I won't let you go, why do you still want to let go of your only pride and beg like a beggar?" ”

Just like the woman who once knew that the other party was just playing with her, and admired the painful expression of being trampled on when she put down her arrogant head, she still obediently did so to let herself be lowly to the dust.

Why?

"Nope! Don't come here! Don't come here! The man with his scorched limbs screamed frantically, squirming desperately to escape from the devil with the face of an angel. It's terrible, this woman is terrible! No! She's not human at all!

Ignoring the man's clamour, Wen Ji casually threw the stiff boss next to the fainting man.

The palm brushed through the air, leaving behind a beautiful pale blue flame that fell on the three of them.

"Ahh Help me! Help me! ”

"Kill me! Just kill me! Please, kill me! ”

"Please enjoy this last feast of death." Wen Ji smiled lightly, turned back to the room, closed the door, and cut off the desperate and terrible roar outside.

In the room next to Wen Ji, Xu Yanshan, who was lying flat on the bed, slowly closed her eyes, and a pair of plain hands gently stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen. In the darkness, a soft sigh flooded the silence, and finally fell silent.

"I underestimated her."

Bright sunlight shines through the window and hits the face.

Xu Yanshan rolled over and sunk her face into the soft pillow, blocking out the temperature of the sun.

"If you don't get up, I'll go first." The faint voice successfully called Xu Yanshan, who was lying in bed.

"Let's go? Where are you going? With her disheveled head that had just gotten up, Xu Yanshan yawned and asked Wen Ji, who was standing in the room at some point.

"You'll find out when you go."

Xu Yanshan's face was expressionless: Is there a difference between what you say and what you don't say?

"This is where you're coming from?!" Xu Yanshan looked at the scenery here blankly and asked in disbelief.

Wen Ji gave her an idiot look.

On both sides of the rugged path, the dry, rotten trees are strangely shaped, fangs and claws, and even when the sun is shining, it makes people feel eerie and lonely.

The smell of decay filled the tip of her nose, Xu Yanshan rubbed her nose, and when she was completely used to the smell, she turned her head to look at Wen Ji, who had not changed her expression, and asked, "What are we doing here?" "It's not a normal place at all.

Wen Ji didn't stop and looked ahead: "Take something." ”

Take something? "What is it?"

"Something that's important to me."

"Is that what you're looking for?" I don't know if it's an illusion, Xu Yanshan seems to have noticed that Wen Ji's eyes have softened a little, and they are not the same as they were cheerful before.

"Here we are." Wen Ji stopped under a big stout tree.

Tall but never erect, the dead branches were entangled with the other trees, the branches were bare, with only a few dry leaves standing alone and obliquely.

Xu Yanshan looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find anything special about this tree.

Lowering her head, Xu Yanshan frowned lightly: "Wen Ji, what are you doing?" Puzzled, he watched Wen Ji squatting on the ground and digging the soil.

"Take something." Wen Ji didn't raise her head.

It turned out to be buried under a tree. "Then how do you use your hands, it will hurt." Xu Yanshan said this, but also squatted down and dug the soil with her bare hands with Wen Ji. Wen Ji's hand paused, and complexity flashed in her eyes under her eyelashes.

The thing was not buried too deeply, and the two of them quickly dug out nearly ten wine jars.

"So much." Xu Yanshan sat down on the ground and wiped her mud-stained face: "Wen Ji, when did you bury it?" ”

"It's not me, it's my mother." Wen Ji gently brushed away the rotten leaves on the wine jar in her arms, her expression was incredibly soft, "When I was six years old, my mother made these forgetfulness brews with her own hands, and she buried them under the tree, and agreed with me to take them out together today ten years later to celebrate my birthday." It's just that time is ruthless, accidents are frequent, she went to the appointment and took out the wine, but there was no mother who smiled at her lovingly.

Xu Yanshan was stunned, she still knew some of Wen Ji's past after being in Wuyue Palace for so long.

A few years ago, the elder of the Moonless Palace, who was out on errands, was attacked and injured by a master, and he was desperate, so he had to hide in a family's house for the time being, waiting for the news to pass before making plans. (To be continued.) )