Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 782 The Little Crying Bag of the Demon Cult Leader 51
Tweety backed away with a pale face, leaving Man Luo alone at the table, eating at a leisurely pace.

"Patriarch!" Suddenly there was a figure beside him. Judging by the attire of that person, he was the personal guard cultivated by the Tang family secretly.

Man Luo put down the bowl and chopsticks, and his expression became a little more serious: "Is there any clue about the meniscus dart?"

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These days, although Ji Fan didn't go to see the girl, every time he finished dealing with the things in the church, he would come to the girl's yard and look at the girl from afar.

Whenever he sees the girl's figure, his heart always throbs uncontrollably.

I want to be close to the girl, I want to hold the girl in my arms, I want to be by the girl's side, and I look at the girl all the time.

Girls are fatally attractive to him.

But whenever he couldn't help but want to get close to the girl, Jiang Meier's words would echo in his ears.

"Who will settle the grievances of dozens of members of the Ji family?"

The hand placed by his side slowly tightened, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, a figure suddenly swept out of the girl's room.

Ji Fan's face changed suddenly, and he shouted sharply: "Who is it?!"

The man just glanced at him briefly, then turned around and fled into the distance. The guards of the Demon Cult were like a decoration to him.

With Ji Fan's martial arts, he could have caught up, but when he saw the girl's room, Ji Fan turned around without hesitation.

Compared with chasing that person, the safety of the girl is obviously more important.

The strong worries finally made Ji Fan abandon those worries, and he rushed straight into the girl's room.

"Candy!"

The door was slammed open, followed by a hurried and worried call.

Man Luo paused holding the brocade box, and before she could look up, Ji Fan had already arrived in front of her, his long narrow eyes looked her up and down worriedly: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Obediently allowing Ji Fan to look him around, Man Luo tilted his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Ji Fan, are you finally willing to see me?"

After confirming that the girl was safe and sound, Ji Fan just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the girl's soft laughing voice, and Ji Fan's body tensed up again.

Man Luo blinked, guessing why he was so nervous, and comforted him softly: "Don't be nervous, that one just now is the personal guard of the Tang family."

The bodyguard of the Tang family? !

Ji Fan suddenly raised his head, the expression in his eyes flickering, his tone was low: "Have you contacted the Tang family? Do you want to leave here?"

"Want to know? Then you have to answer my question first." Man Luo raised his eyes, met Shang Ji Fan's deep gaze, and asked slowly, "These days, why are you avoiding me?"

Being repelled by the first army, Ji Fan's body froze, and his voice was dry: "I..."

He didn't know how to explain himself, he said "I" and there was no further words.

Man Luo looked at him, his tone was still soft, but there was a trace of coolness in his eyes: "During the journey, you were considerate and yelled at each lady, and now you brought me back to the Devil's Cult, but you started to avoid seeing me. Since you don't want to see me so much, why don't you let me go back to Tang's house, and you don't have to try to avoid me like this anymore."

"I didn't!" Ji Fan said suddenly, meeting the girl's gaze, he pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes.

"No? Nothing?"

There was silence in the room again, Man Luo looked at Ji Fan's struggling appearance, pointed his finger on the table, sighed, and decided to say by himself: "Ji Fan, you still feel that the matter of the Ji family has nothing to do with it. Is it related to the Tang family?"

Ji Fan raised his eyes, with a complicated expression on his face: "The Crescent Moon Flying Knife was discovered in the Tang family."

(End of this chapter)