Chapter 165 Little Taoist, please let me go 2

pain!

The chill that pierced into the bone marrow and the burn marks left by the Samadhi True Fire, ice and fire intertwined, rampaging through the dilapidated body, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from between the white teeth.

The skin gradually became transparent, as if it would disappear between heaven and earth in the next second.

The blood color in front of my eyes gradually blurred and finally fell into darkness.

Is she dead?

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a ruined temple.

There was a Buddha statue placed in the center. The gold-plated shell had fallen off a lot, and the limbs were broken and covered with cobwebs. What scared Jiang Zhi the most was that the Buddha statue's eyeballs had been dug out, leaving only an empty eye socket.

There are no eyes, it's extremely weird.

The feeling of being burned by the Samadhi True Fire seemed to have not dissipated yet. She was still in fear, her petite body was trembling slightly, and a scar was left on the back of her dirty hand.

Just getting up from the ground and kneeling beside the Buddha statue to rest had exhausted all of Jiang Zhi's strength.

Except for a strange Buddha statue, the rest of the temple is filled with broken tables and chairs.

The tiles on the roof were lifted up, revealing a corner of sunlight, which clearly illuminated the dust in the air.

Her chest was floating slightly, her breathing was light, her skin was as delicate as jade, but her beauty was ruined by the wounds. Her eyes were long and beautiful, and the fire fox lotus on her forehead was glowing with golden light.

Why does a lowly little demon have Buddha's light on his body...

The young Taoist priest sitting high on the Buddha statue crossed his legs and lowered his eyes. For the first time, he became interested in the monster.

Although his magic power was weak, he was able to anger the evil monk to death.

His true form is a fox, but he is protected by the Buddha.

It's really interesting.

The corners of his narrow eyes drooped, the tips tinged with a faint red, and he was biting a piece of long grass between his teeth, neither lightly nor heavily, with a dull look.

Jiang Zhi didn't notice the peeping man on top of the Buddha statue, and was troubled by the closed wooden door of the temple.

There was a restriction outside the door; she couldn't get out and no one could get in.

But who brought her here?

That chain looks like a magic lock. Could the blurry figure be him?

The temple has been in disrepair for many years, and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell of sandalwood and a faint scent of cedar.

cedar....

She had only smelled this scent on Li Chuan!

Jiang Zhi raised his head suddenly and met a pair of deep and narrow eyes.

"Tsk, you found me."

His voice was frivolous, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up. A long grass between his lips floated down and finally stuck straight on Jiang Zhi's head.

run!

This was the only thought in Jiang Zhi's mind.

Before he could turn around, a gust of wind came like a blade, cutting a strand of black hair.

You Chen said in a deep and cold voice, "If you run one more step, it won't be your hair that's cut off."

He turned over swiftly, his toes touching the ground, his steps extremely slow, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Her hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a dark Taoist robe. She had a graceful and slender figure, and there were distinct black marks on her wrists.

Youchen looked at the thin back of the little fox demon and laughed softly.

The weather is unpredictable, weird and scary.

"That's quite sensible."

Like teasing a toy.

His reaction wasn't right.

There must be something fishy going on!

Youchen wasted a lot of time talking, but the little fox demon kept his head down and said nothing. This made him very unhappy. His brows were fierce and his tone was a little heavier.

"say."

Frightened by this momentum, Jiang Zhi's little fox ears sensitively retracted inward, and his fur became smooth and shiny, but unfortunately it was burned a little bald by the Samadhi True Fire.

The red tail behind it swept across the ground like a small broom, picking up particles of dust.

She didn't know how to speak, so she could only beg for mercy softly.

"Don't...don't kill me."

Her beautiful eyes unconsciously frowned, rippling with watery light, her red lips and black hair exuded a foxy charm, her voice was smooth and delicate, and her every frown and smile was touching.

The crimson robe was no longer able to cover her body, half revealing her delicate collarbone and smooth white shoulders.

Two well-proportioned thighs were exposed naked to the air, a sight that was blasphemous, yet it was impossible to look away. It was a temptation to sink into depravity.

A dissolute little fox demon?

Youchen was only interested in her sharp teeth and sharp mouth, his eyes were calm and his thin lips slightly parted.

"reason."

The words were concise and to the point, and the magic lock on his wrist emitted a wisp of black air.

Jiang Zhi had a premonition that if she couldn't give him a reason that satisfied him, the hard chain would mercilessly pierce through her neck.

You Chen's patience lasted only a few seconds before it quickly disappeared. A hint of impatience flashed across his brows, and his fingertips felt itchy as he rubbed the cold touch on his wrist from time to time.

I want to kill someone again...

Seeing that the situation was not right, Jiang Zhi spoke in a panic without thinking.

“I cook delicious food!”

A trace of annoyance flashed across her delicate face, and she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, with a hint of fear of death.

What kind of a crappy excuse is this...

Judging from the unpredictable personality of the person in front of him, Jiang Zhi felt that he was going to die here, so he closed his eyes resignedly.

It's a mess, whatever...

Anyway, my sister can be resurrected...

Youchen smiled to himself, and gently lifted the little fox's chin with his long fingers. The first feeling was smoothness.

Does the skin of fairies always feel like this?

After much difficulty, he found something interesting. Youchen had no intention of killing her. He just wanted to admire her beautiful eyes filled with tears and her trembling expression of fear.

Cook delicious food?

It's barely a reason not to kill her.

Youchen loosened his grip, and the oppressive aura dissipated, allowing Jiang Zhi to breathe fresh air.

Her back was covered in cold sweat, and the rough touch of his jaw frightened her. The man in front of her was more terrifying than the devil.

"May I have your name."

Youchen's question stunned Jiang Zhi, his pupils dilated, as if he couldn't believe it.

She couldn't help but wonder who the person in front of her was...

But Youchen's short patience didn't allow Jiang Zhi to think too much, so he could only answer obediently, "My name is Jiang Zhi."

Youchen's expression didn't change at all. He looked away and a red collar appeared on his palm.

The next second, the collar disappeared, and a faint red mark appeared on Jiang Zhi's fair neck.

"Remember my name—Youchen."

His voice was cold and deep, his eyes were cold, and he had an air of looking down on everyone.

Ghostly Dust?

The familiar cedar scent that keeps flowing into my nose, the eyebrows and eyes engraved in my mind, and the completely unfamiliar name.

Jiang Zhi was unable to recover for a moment, and countless speculations emerged in his mind.

Amnesia?

Still acting...

Jiang Zhi didn't dare to gamble. His mind was a mess and he couldn't figure it out. He could only try his best to act obedient and natural, nodding softly.

However, how could that moment of daze escape Youchen's eyes? His wolf eyes fiercely grasped the woman's delicate face, as if he wanted to see through her.

A dissolute and suspicious little fox demon...

Does she know herself?

You Chen frowned, and his jade-like knuckles touched Jiang Zhi's forehead.

A gorgeous fire lotus...

Why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere...

An indescribable sense of familiarity invaded Youchen's mind like a tide, but he could not find any memory related to the woman.

A ray of golden light flashed by, and the familiar feeling disappeared...