The water is full of moisture and the aroma is sultry.

Feng Jinghua was lying in a bathtub sprinkled with flower petals, her eyes closed, only her head exposed, motionless.

The clouds guarding behind the gauze curtain did not see her move for a long time, so he called her in a low voice: "Miss Feng"

Feng Jinghua didn't respond.

Yin Yun shouted a few more times, but he still didn't hear a response and walked in, his face changed slightly after seeing Feng Jinghua's appearance, and he stepped forward quickly, reaching out to probe the pulse on the side of Feng Jinghua's neck.

Don't blame her for making such a move. When others saw Feng Jinghua, who was soaked in hot water and was bloodless and didn't even move her fingers, they would wonder if she was dead.

The pulse is still beating. Yin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, she didn't wake up Feng Jinghua, but only heated the water in the bathtub to keep the water temperature at the right temperature and walked out.

Feng Jinghua did fall asleep.

After a sleepless night, and a night of rain, she was already haggard, and she slept like a dead man.

Really like a dead man. She didn't dream. Sink to the point of not having any consciousness. If someone wants to kill her now, they can definitely do it.

But in the next room, there sat the two men who had been with her.

With those two men there, no one could get near her and hurt her.

When she woke up, it was already afternoon.

The water temperature is still warm.

Feng Jinghua stared at the roof in a trance for a long time before slowly regaining his focus and consciousness.

She came to her senses.

She stepped out of the tub, put on her clothes, walked into the room, and sat alone in front of the window.

After sitting for a long time, she brought the mirror, looked at the face in the mirror, and slowly wiped her hair.

She doesn't like to look in the mirror. She rarely looks in the mirror. When she looks in the mirror, she will also cover her face with a veil, showing only a pair of eyes, trimming her eyebrows, combing her hair, and that's it.

But this time, she just looked straight at her face and didn't feel anything.

She had seen the ugliest thing in the world, and this face was nothing compared to it.

There was no tenderness in her gaze, no expression on her face, and her movements were mechanical.

She stopped thinking about what had happened last night.

She was already thinking about what she was going to do in the future.

The door was pushed open, Yin Jiu Kill walked in, closed the door, walked to her side, didn't even tiptoe on his feet, squatted slightly, sat on the table, and looked at her.

Feng Jinghua's gaze didn't even move: "What's so beautiful." ”

Yin Jiu Kill stared at her face: "Of course it's good-looking." There is no better face in the world. ”

Feng Jinghua smiled: "You can actually comfort people." ”

On the night three days ago, after Yin Jiu Kill and Qiu Guhan rescued her, the first thing she wanted to do was to take Feng Hanyu away.

However, Yin Jiu Kill and Qiu Guhan listed all kinds of doubts about Feng Hanyu and didn't let her contact Feng Hanyu, she just didn't believe that Feng Hanyu would betray herself, and the two sides were deadlocked.

Finally, Yin Jiu Kill made a concession and asked her to write a letter to Feng Hanyu and ask Feng Hanyu out, if Feng Hanyu didn't tell her about meeting her, then he would help her take Feng Hanyu away.

Last night, Yin Jiu Kill found a female corpse, blurred her face, and placed it in the gazebo to confuse her vision.

Feng Hanyu arrived on time, but before she came, there were already a group of mysterious masters lurking on all sides of the stopper slope.

Originally, she still thought that maybe these mysterious masters were not Qiu Yexian's people, and she didn't need to doubt Feng Hanyu.

But facts have proved that the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

She didn't take her sister with her, but lost her forever.

When she knew about Qiu Yexian and Ji Lian's conspiracy, she hated, hated to the extreme, and this hatred supported her to stand tall, but after knowing Feng Hanyu's true thoughts, she was completely broken, her heart seemed to be scattered into powder, and even hatred had nowhere to go.

She lost. Lost badly.

However, she didn't need anyone to comfort her.

Only you can save yourself. She understood this a long time ago.

Yin Jiu Kill carefully looked at her face: "I won't comfort people. I'm just telling the truth. ”

Feng Jinghua smiled and pointed to the wounds on his face: "You have seen these scars, you think these scars are very beautiful"

Yin Jiu Kill asked: "What's so ugly about such a thing as a wound?"

He is a martial artist, living in the midst of killing, with countless injuries, and he has seen all the horrible and disgusting wounds and dead people, and I really don't think these scars are ugly.

Feng Jinghua said: "But you can't say that it looks good with a clear conscience."

Yin Jiu Kill looked at her: "You mind the wound on your face very much"

When he first saw her, he thought that the wound on her face was a blemish, but now, the more he looked, the more he felt that the scar on her face was beautiful.

It's the truth. He never flattered any woman. I never thought about how to please women.

Feng Jinghua smiled again and didn't speak, obviously not taking his words seriously.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Yin Jiu Kill pondered for a moment and stood up: "You wait for me for a moment." ”

He went out.

Feng Jinghua didn't care, and slowly wiped her hair.

When her hair was almost dry, the door was pushed open again, and Yin Jiu Kill walked in, holding a plate in his hand.

The plate is divided into several compartments, each with a different color of oil paint, along with several brushes of different thicknesses.

Yin Jiu Kill held the painting plate, sat on the edge of the table again, looked at Feng Jinghua and said, "Look up." I give you back one of the most beautiful faces. ”

Feng Jinghua didn't know what he wanted to do, but he didn't bother to ask, so he raised his face and didn't move.

After observing her face carefully for a long time, Yin Jiu Kill picked up a paintbrush, adjusted the color with oil paint, dipped it with a paintbrush, and carefully painted it over the scars on her face.

He painted so intently that he didn't even blink his eyes, as if he was creating the most precious and perfect painting in the world.

Feng Jinghua seemed to know his thoughts, didn't speak, closed his eyes, and casually painted on his face.

After a night of heavy rain, the sky is as blue as washing, and the courtyard outside the window is as fresh and immaculate as a beauty out of the bath.

Feng Jinghua's face was very comfortable with the wind, and it was also very comfortable to be painted with a brush.

Her heart was as peaceful as this afternoon.

I don't know how long it took, Yin Jiu Kill finally put away his brush: "Look in the mirror." ”

Feng Jinghua opened his eyes and looked in the mirror.

The face in the mirror stunned her.

She stared blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Then, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and looked up at Yin Jiu Kill, her eyes were actually slightly red.

This man was originally ruthless and desireless, and his heart was like water, but now, she saw his sincerity from this face.

Even if her heart is like a rock, she can still feel his heart like water.

"In the future, I will paint your face every day." Yin Nine Kills said.

It was said quietly. It's light. It's the same tone as usual.

Feng Jinghua was slightly stunned: "You will have this kind of leisure"

Yin Jiu Kill looked into her eyes and said, "Today, you will go back to the underworld with me and live with me." In the future, I will go home in the evening and paint your face every morning. ”

Feng Jinghua had another accident after experiencing last night's accident.

She shouldn't have been surprised by anything else.

She said after a while, "You mean it really."

Yin Jiu said: "I don't have to lie to me. ”

Feng Jinghua said: "Thank you for your kindness." However, hiding in hell is too risky."

Now that she knows that she is still alive, Qiu Yexian will definitely lay a net in the entire Tianzhou, and there are people everywhere in the underworld, she can hide for a day, but she can't hide for ten days.

Yin Jiu killed: "It's not hiding. You were originally the princess I wanted to marry, and it was only natural that you would live with me, walk together, eat together, and go in and out together. ”

Feng Jinghua almost glared at him: "Do you know what you're doing?"

In other words, King Hunter wants to disclose her identity and relationship with her

Even, this is a blatant opposition to the autumn night strings.

Yin Jiu Killing: "I know." ”

Feng Jinghua said: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yin Jiu killed: "Why am I afraid?"

Feng Jinghua said: "You still have a sister in the palace." Have you ever thought about the effect on her?"

Yin Jiu said: "My sister will definitely understand me. If anyone hurts her because of this, it will be just a fight to the death. At that time, I think you will also understand and fight with me. ”

Feng Jinghua said for a long time: "Why do you want to do this, what good can you do this." ”

It's very stupid to openly argue with Autumn Night Strings for her sake.

She thought that the hunting king was a really smart man.

"Life and death depend on each other, never give up." Yin Jiu Kill looked into her eyes and said slowly, "This is my heart." You don't have to believe it. Because, this is what I want to prove to you. ”

They looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

Feng Jinghua knew that this must be the most beautiful, profound, and true love story she had ever heard in her life.

When she was "in love" with Qiu Yexian, Qiu Yexian said countless love words and made countless promises to her, but none of them were worthy of the current sentence.

She couldn't say that she was impressed, however, she knew that the man was serious.

At this moment, she suddenly wondered why it wasn't him she met back then

If she had met him back then, it would have been different.

Finally, Yin Jiu Kill raised his hand, ran his fingers over her face, and said slowly: "The carriage is ready, come back with me." From now on, you are the mistress of hell. If Autumn Night String wants to kill you, he must kill me first. It's just that I never thought I was going to lose to anyone. ”

His fingers were cold, but when they touched her skin, they made Feng Jinghua feel warm.

But she didn't move.

Is she okay with such maintenance, and such crazy actions?

Yin Jiu Kill stared at her: "Or rather, you're scared"

A wind blew in and brushed her cheeks.

Feng Jinghua suddenly stood up and smiled: "Since you are fearless, why should I be afraid?"

Yin Jiu is not afraid of killing, what is she afraid of

The worst is to fight to the death.

No, the worst is to fight to the death in advance.

Moreover, she and Yin Jiu Kill have such courage, do you have Qiu Yexian

Yin Jiu Kill smiled slightly, his eyes and face slowly exuded luster, at this moment, there was no more beautiful and charming man in this world than him.

He stood up, took Feng Jinghua's hand, and walked out of the room with her.

After that, no force could separate them