Mi Wei took Ji Fenghua to a forest in the mountains near Tianque City and immediately put him down.
Then, he immediately cast two cleansing spells on himself and the black robe.
Although the girl's delicate face, as clear as a lotus flower, showed no sign of disgust, her actions spoke volumes.
Ji Fenghua understood that she was disgusted by her dirtiness and stench, and her little face turned even redder, burning hot like fire.
But he was extremely weak and bound like a dumpling by the Demon-Binding Rope, so he had no way to tidy up or care about his appearance.
He had never lived a life as privileged as royalty, but he was still cherished by his parents and siblings. He never imagined that he would fall into such a state of destitution, so dirty that he was despised by everyone.
Ji Fenghua felt a lump in his throat, but he desperately held back the tears welling up in his eyes, and even more so, he suppressed the bloodthirsty instinct that was almost driving him to madness.
Mi Wei cleaned herself up and put away the black robe.
Look up and see Ji Fenghua, who is leaning against a big tree, shivering and filthy.
She sighed softly and raised her hand to cast a cleansing spell on him as well.
Ji Fenghua felt a cool and refreshing sensation on his body, and the uncomfortable sticky feeling disappeared. He looked up at Mi Wei in surprise.
By the bright moonlight, the girl saw the little boy's eyes, hidden in his hair, shining like stars. She subconsciously explained, "I'm just cleaner than most people, and I can't stand even the slightest bit of dirt or mess."
Ji Fenghua remained silent, blood continuously seeping from between her tightly clenched teeth.
The girl happened to be standing in the wind, and the sweet fragrance emanating from her drove him almost mad, his eyes even changing color.
"Hmm..." Ji Fenghua couldn't help herself any longer, lowered her head heavily, and held her breath.
He instinctively struggled, trying to break free of the demon-binding ropes and then pounce on the girl before him to tear her to shreds! Tear her to pieces!
As his movements became increasingly violent, the binding rope gradually dug into his flesh, corroding it like sulfuric acid.
"Don't waste your energy on this. This magic rope is specially made for demons. The more you struggle, the tighter it will bind you." Mi Wei walked up to Ji Fenghua, took out an object from her hand and put it into Ji Fenghua's hand, saying, "I know you are in a lot of pain right now. This will make you feel better."
Ji Fenghua felt a cool sensation rush from his palm into his limbs.
He felt as if he had finally received rain after a long drought, and the anxiety and discomfort in his body were instantly relieved to the greatest extent.
How could a spiritual practitioner like her have magic crystals?
Ji Fenghua looked up at her again with curiosity, her slightly reddened eyes filled with confusion and inquiry.
When Mi Wei met Ji Fenghua's gaze again at close range, she couldn't help but pause slightly in surprise once more.
Those eyes are so bright. Even with just a glimpse of the eye sockets, they are stunningly beautiful. Especially those two rows of thick, curled eyelashes, they are unbelievably long, no less so than hers and Xi'er's.
Subconsciously, she cast a spell, and a cloud-white ribbon floated out from between Mi Wei's fingers, wrapping around Ji Fenghua's messy hair and pulling it back to the back of her head.
Under the soft moonlight, the young boy's face, still full of childish innocence but already breathtakingly handsome, was fully revealed.
Although his four fangs had not yet retracted, making it difficult for his thin lips to close completely, this did not detract from his outstanding appearance in the slightest.
His distinctive sharp teeth and the fresh, bright red bloodstains at the corners of his lips only added to his allure.
What a beautiful little devil!
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