Wen Jin looked nervously at Tariq, who was wrapped in a large turban.

I saw him say to Finch, "Go and wash her feet and change her clothes." ”

After speaking, he took out a plain white dress from the big wardrobe on the side, and it turned out to be a bandeau model.

Wen Jin: "......"

Finch's expression was dull, like an emotionless wooden man.

She reached out and took the long skirt with both hands, and was about to push Wen Jin.

Tariq said to her, "Be gentle with the gifts of the gods. ”

Que Ling was expressionless, but said to Wen Jin: "Please." ”

Wen Jin stood still, Bird Ling put her long skirt on the bed, turned around and pulled Wen Jin, and pulled her to the side of the bed.

Wen Jin was numb, his limbs were a little disobedient, and he couldn't use his original strength.

Under the brute force of the finches, she was like a fish.

Wen Jin caught a glimpse of Tariq walking to the shrine, his hands crossed and clasped together, and he bowed to the shrine reverently.

He said to Han Xian, "You come with me." ”

"Senior brother!" Wen Jin shouted with all his might.

Han Xian was unmoved by her, as if he hadn't heard, and went straight out with Tariq.

At this time, only Wen Jin and Finching were left in the cabin.

Wen Jin's heart was pounding, she was nervous, but she also felt that now was an opportunity.

"Finches! Finches! You sober up! We must have been hypnotized or bewitched! Wake up! ”

Wen Jin heard his own voice very small, as if it was coming from a long distance.

She tried to pluck out her ears, suspecting that she had stuffed something in them.

But her arm didn't obey, it was sore, numb, and she couldn't lift it.

"Finches! Can you hear me? ”

Wen Jin said to Que Ling.

Finch Ling didn't react, she used a shiny brass basin to make a basin of clear water, and there were still flower petals floating on the water.

She brought the basin of water to Wen Jin, and really took off her shoes and socks for Wen Jin, and wanted to wash her feet?!

"What are you doing? Finches! Wake up! Wen Jin used his best strength.

The finch feather is still dumbfounded.

Wen Jin stared at her and exerted all his strength...... When Finch Feather was about to put her foot in the basin, she kicked it on the side of the basin.

"Whoa-" sounded.

The basin of water was poured, and the water and petals in the basin were sprinkled all over the ground.

Finch Ling's brow seemed to furrow.

"Are you awake?" Wen Jin asked.

Squeak –

The hatch opened.

Tariq is back, but Han Xian is gone.

Tariq was holding a pigeon in his hand.

He was smiling and excited.

But when he saw the water all over the ground, his face sank, and his eyes swept towards Wen Jin and Que Ling with displeasure.

"Who did that?!" Tariq asked.

Wen Jin hadn't spoken yet.

Finch Feather pointed at her.

Wen Jin: "......"

Well, she was about to admit it anyway.

Tariq glanced at Wen Jin.

Wen Jin saw a frenzied light in his eyes under the anger.

"Little beauty, wait a minute! Wait for me to offer my sacrifice, and it will come soon! He smiled at Wen Jin and grabbed the dove and walked to the shrine.

Before Wen Jin could react, he saw him pulling the two wings of the pigeon and tearing it hard!

"Goo-"

The pigeon made a terrible cry and was torn in half.

The blood of the dove was sprinkled in front of the shrine.

Wen Jin's heart trembled, only to feel a sinister and cold aura rushing towards him.

Tariq bowed down to the shrine again.

He turned around, rubbed his hands, and walked towards Wen Jin with evil fire in his eyes.

Wen Jin's heart was pounding...... Space! Space! Lingquan Space!

She constantly summons with her consciousness.

But the space seemed to be detached from her consciousness, completely unresponsive.

"Xiao Yuchen! Xiao Yuchen! Where are you? Come and help me! She thought to herself.

Doesn't it mean that if two people live together for a long time, they will have telepathy? Could he sense that she needed help?

While Wen Jin was silently meditating in his heart, his body was also accumulating.

She was numb all over, and it was probably not easy for her to deliver a "fatal blow".

She has to gather strength and find the most critical moment! You only get one chance!

As she had done all her preparations, Tariq walked up to her.

He raised his hand, "Smack-"

Give Finch a slap in the face!

Finch Feather was flapped to the ground.

Wen Jin was startled, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he held his breath.

"Re-fetch water! You useless bastard! ”

Bird Ling Mu Mu was stunned, got up from the ground, put on the bright red slap mark on his face, picked up the brass basin, and went to fetch water again.

Wen Jin seemed to hear his "plopping" heartbeat, angry, frightened, and unwilling......

"See?" Tariq looked at her with a smile, "I won't hurt your perfect face, but your friend, you don't have such good luck!" If you don't listen, I'll ......"

Tariq frowned, "She shouldn't understand Unan......"

Actually, Wen Jin can understand.

But Tariq, in a stiff Liang dialect, stumbled again.

With such a stumble, the momentum of the threat is mostly reduced.

Finch Feather re-prepares the water...... Wen Jin didn't want her to be beaten, so this time, she honestly let Que Ling wash her feet.

Tariq was picking out clothes in front of his large closet at this time.

He chose a suit of white trimmed with gold trim.

Give Wen Jin this set with him, it looks like a couple.

Wen Jin didn't want to guess, what did he want to do......

Finch Ling had already dried her feet and taken off her night clothes.

At this moment, a Dao talisman fell out of the mezzanine of Wen Jin's clothes.

Wen Jin looked at it...... Ho! Isn't this the "phoenix talisman" that Yue'er painted for her?

Although last time, "Huafeng" failed, but at least it caused a big fire!

also smoked Yue'er's little face black.

If in this cabin, a fire is ignited...... There are a lot of firearms in the cargo hold under the bilge of this ship! Maybe there's gunpowder!

It's sure to cause panic!

Wait for the cabin to be messed up! She can escape with Que Ling and Han Xian!

Right! Just do it, you can't be stuck here!

Wen Jin was numb like a "half-paralyzed" person, and she pinched the Dao talisman with great difficulty.

She silently recited the trick that her precious daughter had taught her last time.

"Hurry up! Hurry up and get started! ”

Wen Jin was so anxious that he was sweating!

But to use such a thing, you have to have a steady and peaceful mentality.

The more urgent, the less powerful it is.

"Don't worry...... Wen Jin: You can! Imagine you're on the operating table! ”

"You're going to operate on the wounded! I can't be careless even if I am nervous! Steady, steady! ”

Wen Jin took a deep breath and imagined the scene he was once familiar with.

Imagine what it would be like for her mentors, the brothers and sisters she admired, to face the most difficult surgery......

Gradually, she finally regained her form.

Taoism is an unfamiliar field for her, but there are some abilities that can be jumped! Especially the mentality.

As Wen Jin's mind calmed down, she only felt that her hands were immediately hot.

"Release!" Bird Ling actually came to snatch the Dao talisman in her hand!

Because she was holding the talisman, it was inconvenient for Bird Ling to change her clothes.

Other! Don't take it away!