The villain wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors every day

But, why did Chu Yanzhi appear here?

Without Shen Fanxing sorting out the joints, the boy was already walking towards him with a smile.

Different from the coldness in Shen Fanxing's memory, the young man in front of him smiled, looking at himself with tenderness.

Shen Fanxing's heart trembled, wondering what this guy was playing again, maybe he dug a hole for himself to jump in?

Unexpectedly, what the young man said to him next terrified Shen Fanxing even more, he saw the tails of his eyes lightly raised, and a gentle voice sounded above Shen Fanxing's head.

"Master."

Master?

Shen Fanxing was a little dazed, she subconsciously looked behind her, left and right, and found that there were only herself and Chu Yanzhi in the entire Xinglin forest, so did he really call her?

He didn't get a response for a long time, but the young man was not annoyed, he leaned over to himself, his warm breath spread on Shen Fanxing's face, "Master, don't you even recognize me?"

"I..." Shen Fanxing wanted to explain that she was not his master, nor did she know him very well.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, the man's warm lips suddenly pressed over and imprinted vividly on hers.

Shen Fanxing's eyes widened in astonishment, and he felt his heart suddenly stop beating.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden cardiac arrest, everything around me seemed to stop, even the petals of the apricot blossoms that were blowing in the wind froze in the air.

Shen Fanxing reached out to push the young man away, but the smile on the young man's face suddenly cooled down, replaced by a horrified Sen Han, "What? Master still wants to leave me?"

Suddenly there was an extra hand around her waist, holding her tightly in her arms, Shen Fanxing only felt that her breathing became difficult, she opened her mouth, wanting to say that he must have admitted the wrong person, but no matter what she said, No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound until the clothes on his body were peeled off one by one by the young man.

Shen Fanxing shuddered violently and sat up from the ground.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting on a piece of ice.The cold touch of the ground made her regain her composure. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the familiar scenery around her, and finally realized that everything was just a dream.

It's just that this dream is too real.

Shen Fanxing stroked the position of his heart with lingering fear, but he could still clearly feel that it was still beating violently there.

She shook her head vigorously, thinking a little angrily, what is wrong with her dream, that she dreamed of Chu Yanzhi, the God of Plague, or that kind of...dream.

It's annoying enough.

What happened to the dream, just when Shen Fanxing got up and was about to continue walking, not far from Shen Fanxing, she saw a man in a black robe and brocade clothes.

Anyone else here?

Shen Fanxing couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly called out to that person, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The man seemed to hear Shen Fanxing's voice, he stopped in his steps, and slowly turned towards her.

Shen Fanxing was so happy to have found a friend in distress, but who knew that friend in distress was... the God of Plague?

She couldn't help feeling suspicious again, is she in reality now, or is she still in a dream?

She rubbed her forehead in depression, what a bad fate, why did she meet this person again and again.

In order to find out if he was still in a dream, Shen Fanxing stepped forward quickly, boldly stretched out his hand, and pinched the man's face forcefully, feeling a little confused. Doesn't this touch feel fake?