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Chapter 40 040: In the Forbidden Area

At this time, Feng Jingyao had already found the traces of the witch clan, and rushed there with the unconscious Zi Ling without stopping.

Along the way, Feng Jingyao was very gentle to Zi Ling, just like when he first met, and Zi Ling couldn't help but fall again.

"Brother Jing, why are you so nice to me?"

Zi Ling rubbed her eyes, just after waking up, she felt that Feng Jingyao's beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at her affectionately, but she always felt that tenderness and caring did not belong to her.

This discomfort has always existed in the bottom of her heart, but she still refuses to wake up.

Feng Jingyao raised the corners of her lips, revealing a sultry smile, and slid her slender index finger across Zi Ling's delicate face.

The seductive voice is full of enigmatic temptation, and the thin lips are slightly parted.

"For Ah Jin, I can only sacrifice you."

Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat, and her pink lips parted slightly in astonishment because of his words.

"It turned out that it was because of her."

Zi Ling smiled bitterly, tilted her head to look more relaxed on purpose, and asked lightly: "Brother Jing, from the very beginning, you took me in for a purpose, didn't you have a moment, a moment of heartbeat?"

Feng Jingyao squinted her phoenix eyes, looking dangerously at the inexplicable expression on Zi Ling's face at the moment, and suddenly became irritable in her heart.

The two remained silent and did not speak again. His cold eyes, looking out of the carriage through her, chilled her heart a bit.

In the dark night, still on her way, Zi Ling woke up from her sleep, unable to see anything, the cool night wind brushed her long hair around her ears, and it was blown in the air.

There was a smell of blood in the air, Feng Jingyao was wearing a red brocade suit and stood on top of a tree, her long hair was floating behind her back, entangled with each other.

Under the tree, a group of men in black were covering their faces, and the long swords in their hands were glowing coldly in the moonlight. They all looked up at Feng Jingyao on the treetop, and their whole body exuded a feeling of death.

Zi Ling stretched out his hand, touched the carriage and jumped down. Hearing the sound, the man in black raised his eyes to look at Zi Ling. Feng Jingyao frowned slightly, jumped down, grabbed Zi Ling's waist, and pulled her Protected behind himself.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Zi Ling touched Feng Jingyao's arm, and asked uneasily, "Brother Jing, is something wrong?"

Feng Jingyao didn't speak, but scanned the rest of the men in black with sharp eyes, swept across with a sword, and several more people were bloody, lying on the ground.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, Zi Ling couldn't help coughing lightly, feeling a little nauseous, but in order not to affect Feng Jingyao, she could only bite her lip tightly to hold it back.

"When will the people of the Witch Clan be deceitful? Your suzerain has agreed to me, and things should belong to me."

People from the Witch Clan?Zi Ling's hand holding Feng Jingyao's brocade clothes trembled slightly, and he could probably guess why Feng Jingyao kept looking for the whereabouts of the witch clan.

Is that something that can save Jinyan?How miraculous and precious must it be to be so heaven-defying?
Thinking of this, Zi Ling couldn't help laughing a little, but the people from the Witch Clan on the opposite side heard her laughter and thought she was mocking them, so they aimed at Zi Ling with all their knives and swords.

"A bunch of rabble!"

Because Feng Jingyao had to protect Zi Ling, he couldn't attack with all his strength every time, and his mood became a little irritable.

Zi Ling raised her eyes, looking at the emptiness and darkness in front of her, suddenly pushed Feng Jingyao, and ran to the depths of the jungle by herself.

Feng Jingyao ignored the people from the Wu Clan and chased in the direction where Zi Ling escaped, while the people from the Wu Clan naturally chased after them.

Because the deep part of the jungle is the forbidden area of ​​the Wu Clan, there are many traps in it, and the ancestors also set up formations, except for the suzerains of the Wu Clan, no one can safely enter it.

After the people of the Wu clan chased to the outskirts of the forbidden area, they stopped chasing.

"They all stopped. After entering the forbidden area, it is impossible to get out alive. We just need to go back and report the truth to the suzerain."

Zi Ling stumbled into a certain castle deep in the forbidden area. The castle looked gorgeous, but after entering, it was pitch black, gloomy, and full of ominous atmosphere.

And the invisible Zi Ling naturally couldn't see how thrilling it was that he had walked all the way, and almost died several times.

"Huhu, fart, the master is really scary, I really scared me to death just now."

The little thing caressed his chest. The CPU on his chest heated up too fast just now due to nervousness, which almost caused its system to crash.

Pipi looked at the little thing contemptuously, "You don't have a heart, what's so scary about you?"

The little thing glanced at the butt with envy and hatred.

Indeed, it doesn't feel as much as Pit Butt. Who makes Pit Butt a pet elf born from the master's second mission system and not just an auxiliary system?
Seeing the little thing's envious eyes, Pipi raised his head proudly, and giggled twice, which was quite funny with that young and handsome face.

"who is it?"

Zi Ling accidentally touched the switch and fell into it. As soon as she stood up, she felt a sharp sword on her neck. It was so sharp that her skin was cut just by touching it, and she began to drip Blood.

Smelling the sweet smell of blood, those red eyes revealed a hint of fox-like cunning. On his handsome face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, he put away his sword, and pinched Zi Ling's chin with his slender fingers. The thin lips were only one centimeter away from Zi Ling's cheek.

The warm breath hit Zi Ling's face, carrying a lotus-like fragrance, smelling that fragrance, Zi Ling's heart immediately calmed down.

"What a wonderful person, it's a pity that these eyes have lost a little color."

A seductive voice sounded in Zi Ling's ears. If Ruozhi spread his palm, a small red porcelain bottle lay quietly in his palm.

Hearing the muffled sound of the pills colliding in the porcelain bottle and smelling the fragrance of the medicine, Zi Ling's heart trembled slightly, and his expression became stiff.

"It seems that you are still a knowledgeable girl, tell me, how did you come here?"

Zi Ling shook her head, and told Ruozhi everything that happened before without any concealment.

Ruozhi curled up one corner of her lips, smiling very wickedly.

"That man treats you like this, do you still like him?"

Zi Ling was stunned, do you like it?Regarding Feng Jingyao, she also began to be unclear.

Although she would still be moved when he was kind to her, she knew very well that it was not the throbbing of love.

"I have two kinds of pills in my hand, one can cure your eyes, and the other can make you get what you want and let you get his love. Which one do you want?"

(End of this chapter)