Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 172

At night, the dungeon of the magic palace.

Ning Zhi had just been supported and brought down from the top, and the next second, he saw another overly familiar figure in the cell where he had been.

He froze for a moment, stood at the door, and lost his voice.

"how come……"

"I've found you now?" Gu Fanyin chuckled, leaning against the wall, her dark red eyes narrowed, her expression lazy, "Ning Zhi, you really know how to hide."

"People have already brought, now please..."

Moxiu, who was wearing heavy clothes, stood out from the shadows and nodded slightly towards Gu Fanyin. It was obviously a hostile position, but he still maintained basic politeness.

Ning Zhi frowned, and immediately took Gu Fanyin's hand, and asked eagerly, "What did you promise them?"

"Huh?" Gu Fanyin squeezed his palm with his backhand, and his tone was still calm as usual: "It's not a big deal."

"It's just a self-proclaimed spiritual vein."

"Self-proclaimed spiritual vein...?" Ning Zhi looked at her, his deep pupils were full of dryness, as if he had secretly swallowed a bitter medicine, and even his voice could not be spared: "Why did you do this..."

——What can do this?
The way of heaven depends on the carrier, no matter how much you improve your strength, you can't exert its maximum effect when your spiritual veins are blocked.

And they are even still in the enemy's lair.

"Are you doubting me?" Gu Fanyin fulfilled the contract calmly, looked up at him calmly, with a half-smile, "When did I rely on this kind of power?"

"And—" Gu Fanyin raised his hand, put his fingers together, and gave a violent shudder to the head.

"Have you figured out how to explain it to me?"

"The golden cicada is very good at shedding its shell."

Ning Zhizhuo sat down next to her, not knowing what Gu Fanyin said to those people. The place where the dark straw was originally covered here has been replaced with soft cloth.

In addition, there are a lot of night pearls piled up around...

At least for now, it doesn't look like a prison cell anymore.

"But you found out soon enough," Ning Zhi leaned his head on her shoulder, lowered his eyelids, and finally showed a little tiredness after rushing so far.

Hearing this, Gu Fanyin's face also calmed down a little, and he looked sideways at the limp and defenseless person, and helplessly rubbed the other's long hair.

There was a cold calm in the tone.

"Ning Zhi, these things are not calculated in this way," Gu Fanyin showed for the first time that he wanted to be reasonable, and said in a normal tone: "There should be no deception in it."

"Huh—" The cold wind blew past his ears, Ning Zhi closed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, leaned against the wall that was tossed and felt comfortable, and said, "I'm so tired."

He tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his exposed eyes were slightly blue.

After a long time, the warm breathing around him rose and fell again, "If you are tired, go to sleep."

Gu Fanyin's eyes were the same indulgence as usual, she reached out to caress Fu Ningzhi's dry lips, waved her cuff, and took out a small bottle of transparent water from it.

Ning Zhi felt some cold liquid touch him, his pupils opened suddenly, and he almost subconsciously knocked over the small porcelain bottle in front of him.

With a "bang", the sound of the sudden explosion finally awakened his reason.

Gu Fanyin frowned, looking at the shattered porcelain pieces on the floor, worried.

"When will I really use everything?" She said lightly, with a trace of bottomless sarcasm in her eyes, "If I really want to do something to you, you won't even have the chance to resist. "

Ning Zhi was silent, he seemed to realize that he had overreacted, he paused, and touched her cuff with his right hand.

"It's my fault."

Gu Fanyin didn't speak, but calmly pulled back the hem of his clothes that had been grabbed with a hint of indifference.

"Gu Fanyin—" Ning Zhi was stunned, and opened his mouth slightly, his originally clear voice became a little hoarse: "I was wrong."

"I shouldn't doubt you."

Ning Zhi sighed, he thought, every time Gu Fanyin strikes, he will bluntly show that he will hit every time, or he will be blatant, besides...

He pressed his lips, and what stuck there was indeed the smell of water.

Seeing that Gu Fanyin still ignored him, Ning Zhi turned to look at the ripped corner of the clothes, and in the dead silence, suddenly raised his arms and hugged her waist.

The dungeon of the magic palace is very cold. When hugging, the first thing you feel is not the other party's temperature, but the coldness that also comes from the outside world.

was placed in the cold—

The emotion in Ning Zhi's eyes was almost crazy, looking at the silent woman in front of him, the background color in his eyes gradually became hollow.

Only that figure remained.

extremely cherished.

cannot be lost.

It seems that apart from this, there is no other contamination.

—— Ning Zhi's mood seemed to be a little turbulent.

Gu Fanyin came to such a conclusion rationally, she hugged Ning Zhi who was struggling to the edge of the cliff, and sighed long.

"Forget it, what are you fussing about."

If there is anything wrong with your own human beings, just straighten it out, there is really no need for extra means.

The moment he got a response, the emotion in Ning Zhi's eyes came alive again, he opened his mouth, and tightened the distance between the two even faster.

This kind of force is so tight that it hurts.

Gu Fanyin: "..."

Gu Fanyin let him hug him for two seconds, then couldn't take it anymore, and moved him away again with a shudder.

"Really," what he wanted to say was silent in those eyes that looked like a lone wolf, Gu Fanyin raised his head, as if he wanted to recover from being hugged so tightly that his nerves were a little stiff.

"come over."

This time, as soon as the ending sound fell, Ning Zhi leaned against her again, his eyes lowered, and even his hair revealed his obedience.

He couldn't recall how he felt at that moment.

As if frozen, the person lying alone in the snow and ice was frozen, sharpened, dried up, and silent, wrapping the roaring unwillingness with indifferent silence.

When even life depended on gambling, Ning Zhi could not accept such a cold gaze.

"Sanskrit..."

"Okay," Gu Fanyin seemed to have noticed something, and rubbed his head half helplessly and half smiling.

Instead, he took out the same porcelain bottle from his cuff, raised his eyebrows, and fed it directly.

And Ning Zhi, this time is also extremely cooperative.

Obediently swallowed the liquid whole, before opening his mouth, he heard the faint sighing voice of the person next to him:
"Although the last bottle was indeed ordinary spiritual spring water, this one is not..."

Ning Zhi was silent, staring deeply at Gu Fanyin who was smiling, and after a while, his expression softened without warning.

"If that's what you want."

His voice was very soft, rare without any irony, calm as if he was narrating a long-established fact.

It's almost over anyway...

Just let her be satisfied once.

(End of this chapter)