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Chapter 86 Taste her

The abbot protested, but Qin Zhijian pretended not to hear.

Jing Moye ignored them. He was concerned about another thing. Feng Shuying had not been seen since she went to the hot spring.

He asked his maid to go find Feng Shuying, but she didn't come back for a quarter of an hour, so he decided to go and have a look in person.

As soon as he stepped into the hot spring, he felt something was wrong.

It was not completely dark at this time, but there was heavy fog.

The water in the hot springs is hot. It is normal to have some steaming water vapor, but it will never be as thick as now.

Jing Moye looked around and saw that there were many more roads inside than usual, and the trees were also much thicker than usual.

There was a hint of wistfulness in his eyes.

Ever since his luck was stolen, his luck has been extremely low, and he can encounter all kinds of unlucky things with low probability.

It is common to encounter ghosts hitting the wall when you go out. Sometimes you will also encounter some powerful evil spirits who want to suck his essence and blood.

It was precisely because of these things that he was so calm that day when he saw Qiao Ling's eyes dropped and her chin dropped.

When he saw this situation, his expression remained as usual, and he reached out to touch the hilt of the sword, but found nothing.

Only then did he remember that when he drove away the princes with his sword today, he stuck the sword on the door.

He came to see Feng Shuying in his own village, so he didn't bring his sword.

He shouted: "Feng Shuying, are you causing trouble?"

A female voice next to her said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, don't use the word mischief!"

"I've been waiting for you. Now that you're here, just stay with me!"

Jing Moye turned his head and saw Feng Shuying standing in the hot spring pool nearby, smiling at him.

She was only wearing a very thin shirt at this time. The shirt was soaked and stuck to her body. Her exquisite curves were exposed, which was extremely tempting.

Perhaps because of the hot spring bath, her skin was white and rosy, and her red lips were tender and fragrant, sweet and soft.

Jing Moye's eyes narrowed slightly, and she called out softly: "Your Majesty, come here!"

He didn't know why, but he remembered the scene when he fell asleep with Feng Shuying in his arms.

He had once been curious about her taste, but he tasted nothing in the carriage that day.

Seeing her at this time, he felt the urge to taste her again.

His eyes were half closed, and he slowly walked towards her.

Feng Shuying's smile was even more beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm, and she was much more docile than usual.

Soon Jing Moye came to her side, and she reached out to hook his neck.

But before her hand touched him, he had already pulled out the hairpin from his hair crown and pierced it directly between her eyebrows.

This hairpin is a magical weapon of Buddhism and can hurt evil spirits.

With this stabbing, a sharp whistling sound sounded all around, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be distorted.

Only then did Jing Moye realize that what he stabbed was a piece of blackened wood, and the figure of Feng Shuye just now was gone.

At the same time, something under the water grabbed his feet and pulled him backwards and forward.

Although this happened quickly, he reacted quickly. The hairpin in his hand stabbed, and there was another sharp whistle all around.

It's just that his actions clearly angered the evil spirit hiding in the dark object, and it rushed towards him with great ferocity.

A vine rolled up beside him and wrapped around his hand holding the hairpin.

Jing Moye couldn't move his arm at this time, so he didn't panic and was ready to hit someone with his other hand.

At this moment, a person jumped out from the side, stretched out his hand and slapped the evil spirit away: "It's really shameful for you, you even dare to attack my aunt's fiancé!"

After Feng Shuying slapped her, the hot spring water rolling around disappeared, and the rich and strange trees also disappeared. Except for the hot spring water that was still sloshing violently, everything was restored to its original state.

Before it was over, Feng Shuying grabbed something from the side, pushed it to the ground and beat it wildly.

After she finished holding it, she took a talisman from somewhere and pasted it on it.

A wisp of black smoke rose from under the talisman, and the evil soul flew away.

Feng Shuying waved her hand in front of Jing Moye's eyes and asked, "My lord, are you okay?"

Jing Moye looked at her without saying anything, with a guarded look in his eyes.

Although she doesn't look as sweet and attractive as the evil spirit transformed just now, she is still attractive:

Her hair was almost completely wet, with water droplets dripping from the ends and dripping down her neck.

Her clothes were half torn from the fight, and her skin was so white that it was almost glowing. When the water dropped, it flowed down her chest.

Jing Moye didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand and pinched where the water droplets fell.

Feng Shuying: "..."

The dog man took advantage of her again!
Without thinking, she raised her hand to slap him.

He grabbed her hand and said, "Well, the feeling is the same. You must not be an illusion anymore."

Feng Shuying: "..."

Obviously she was the one who was taken advantage of and suffered a big loss, so what he said seemed reasonable.

She asked a little weirdly: "Illusion? Did you just see me in the illusion?"

Jing Moye nodded: "What? Is there something wrong?"

Feng Shuying chuckled lightly and stared at him with a pair of big eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He frowned: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Feng Shuying said with a smile: "My lord, do you like me?"

Jing Moye glanced at her: "Where did you come to such a confident conclusion?"

Feng Shuying replied: "When these evil spirits set up a maze to seduce people, in people's eyes, they usually see the person they hold dear to their heart."

Jing Moye raised his eyelids and said quietly: "Is there another possibility, that is, you were in the hot spring today, and the evil spirit used your appearance to seduce me?"

Feng Shuying thought for a while: "...it seems possible."

Jing Moye stretched out his hand to untie the vines on his feet: "I don't know where you got the confidence to think that I like you."

Feng Shuying: "..."

Jing Moye stood up slowly, glanced at her sideways and said, "Or maybe you lied too much and really took your lies to be the truth?"

When he said this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he leaned closer to her: "If you really hope that I will like you so wholeheartedly, I will not be able to give you some dignity."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She reached out and pushed him away: "No, thank you!"

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but she stepped on a stone. She slipped and lost her balance, causing her to fall to the ground.

Jing Moye was kind enough to reach out to help her, but he forgot about his unlucky physique and stepped on the stone when he helped her.

He had just been injured when his foot was entangled in vines. He couldn't use his foot and rushed towards her.

Feng Shuying: "!!!!!!"

It would be okay if she just fell by herself, but if he pressed her like this, nothing would happen.

When her body landed on the water, she felt his lips pressed against hers...

(End of this chapter)