Liluo didn't see his humanity that was almost back to the light.

But Ji Jiufang's momentary clarity undoubtedly helped her buy a little time and create an opportunity to get close to him.

Seeing that he didn't raise his hand to attack this time, Liluo faintly felt strange, but he didn't dare to relax at all. Thinking that there was too little blood on her fingers, and that it had already coagulated, she simply slapped the wound on her back and felt a large handful of blood in her hand.

Then he suddenly jumped high and slapped Ji Jiufang's mouth.

A streak of blood enters along the tightly closed lip slit.

The red color of the blood pupil gradually thinned from thick to bloody.

Liluo did not hesitate to scratch the wound again, slap it again, and gave Ji Jiufang another slap.

Seeing the blood fade, it gradually became like a mist, and the detachment became more and more energetic, touching, swaying, and slapping, the movements were very coherent, and the sound of "popping" was endless for a while.

Yan Yao listened to the movement behind her, and her heart was confused.

Could this sound be a ......

No, no, no, it shouldn't.

But what would it be if it wasn't that......

The little cub must be sober, but the prince of Jiufang didn't say anything, it can't be the little cub who is slapping the prince's mouth, right?

Yan Yao couldn't figure it out and was upset.

And her big apprentice is still shouting outside.

……

When Ji Jiufang came back to his senses, the Burning Array was gradually fading.

Several volcanoes in Blazing Mountain have also returned to calm again.

Except for the mark in the woods that had been burned by the heavenly fire, he couldn't see anything unusual from anywhere else.

Even the memories have become blurred.

Like, I was slapped in the face??

Ji Jiufang narrowed his eyes, tried to recall, and suddenly remembered a picture.

In that picture, the sky and the earth were red, and the heat wave of the flames almost roasted people, and many people kept shouting in the distance. And there was a thin figure in front of him, scurrying up and down, jumping high, and slapping himself from time to time.

In the picture, every time the slap is drawn, the figure must be clear.

Ji Jiufang's originally stiff body will gradually recover with the pickup of memories.

After a few slaps, he saw the man who was stumbling around and pumping him.

It's that damn girl!

How dare she whip him??!

Ji Jiufang was so angry that his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

The stiffness of his body had not fully recovered, and he could only stand there, his eyes cracking, his teeth clucking.

After a while, Ji Jiufang was able to move.

The figure in the memory finally stretched out to exhaustion, fell to the ground, and was carried back to the house by her master Yan Huang.

As soon as he moved freely, Ji Jiufang dodged away from the woods and went straight to the Yanlu.

Outside the woods, two young women were stunned.

"It's the prince of the Nine Directions?" Aya Feiqing asked a little sluggishly.

Shu Wan let go of his clenched fist and smiled lightly: "The movement is too fast, I can't see clearly." ”

"Why didn't you see clearly?" Aya Feiqing glared, "Don't say anything else, how many people in Liyangzhuang can wear that big red shirt?" Not to mention ......"

Aya Feiqing did not continue.

What's more, Senior Sister's expression has already said it all.

This senior sister is very fond of Aya Feiqing, she thinks that the gentle and generous Shu Wan is perfect, such a person deserves the best of everything.

Including the prince of the nine directions.

And Aya Feiqing also knows that the senior sister is very happy with the prince of Jiufang.

But......

"Where did the prince of the Nine Directions go?"

Aya Feiqing's eyes widened and widened.

"Yakuzun."

Shu Wan said lightly, with a hint of imperceptible bitterness in his smile.