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Chapter 1868, The Enchantress' Fear!

The enchantress swears that she has never been so ashamed in her more than twenty years of life.

This involuntary feeling almost made her collapse.

Enchanting is not coquettish, do you really think she is just a show?

However, Qin Feng's palms were very rough, but his techniques were extremely delicate. He kept turning the river and the sea for a moment, which made the enchantress unconscious.

She knew that if Qin Feng didn't stop, she would lose control. By then, not to mention Qin Feng not letting her go, even if he wanted to let her go, she herself might not agree.

In fact, now she wants to break the jar and have a head-on confrontation with Qin Feng right here and tonight.

But his poor sense of self-esteem was still struggling to support him... Qin Feng was slightly startled when he heard the enchanting girl's slightly trembling voice, and when he saw the latter's eyes that were beginning to become blurred, he hurriedly pulled his hands away.

It seemed that he was a little too big... Qin Feng stood up, shook off the water stains on his hands, and couldn't help but smile: "I believe you just once, I will let you go today, and the past will be wiped out."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng's figure moved, turned into the breeze, and flew away. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

The enchantress lay on the top of the mountain, watching Qin Feng go away from a distance. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief and felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment in her heart.

"Beast..." The enchantress twitched the corner of her mouth and tried to stand up, but found that her whole body was as soft as a ball of water. It took her a long time to finally sit up.

I looked down and saw spring water all over the ground.

...The night is as dark as ink.

On a classical balcony, Pan Linjie stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the dark clouds in the sky, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, quiet and stern.

"Probably defeated..." I don't know how much time passed, but Pan Linjie's eyes finally shifted from the sky, he shook his head and sighed.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

Just as Pan Linjie lowered his head, a figure suddenly walked past on the street below the balcony. It was a young man who looked very ordinary.

Pan Linjie frowned slightly, a cold look flashed in his deep black eyes.

Gone in a flash.

But the man under the stairs still seemed to feel Pan Linjie's coldness. He raised his head slightly and his eyes intertwined with Pan Linjie's.

In the silence, it seemed that the air was quietly solidifying. In the darkness, there was an undercurrent of chilling feeling, which gradually became stronger.

Staring at each other for a long time.

Pan Linjie cupped his hands slightly and said with a smile: "It's fate that we meet each other. Hello."

The man downstairs grinned: "You really wish me well?"

Pan Linjie was stunned: "We have never met each other, why don't I wish you well?"

The man under the balcony: "But I hope you are not good. It is best that you are struck by lightning and shattered into pieces."

Pan Linjie was stunned, but not angry: "You seem to know me?"

Man under the balcony: "Isn't it too late to get to know each other?"

Pan Linjie half-smiled: "Sooner or later, maybe it won't be long before you regret knowing who I am."

Man under the balcony: "What's the explanation?"

Pan Linjie smiled slightly, but his expression became more and more serious: "Because you will be afraid."

The man under the balcony shrugged nonchalantly: "It's better to be afraid than to be dead. Goodbye, dead man!"

The man waved and left, his aloof back, lazy and casual, like a gangster from the market.

Pan Linjie looked deeply at the fading figure, the smile on his face slowly solidified, replaced by a trace of ferocious malice.

Young people are so ridiculously overconfident! The fragrance is coming.

Pan Linjie hurriedly put away his thoughts and breathed out secretly without looking back: "You're back."

"I almost didn't come back."

The enchantress gritted her teeth and said.

"Almost didn't come back?"

Pan Linjie was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Enchantress: "What happened?"

At this time, the enchantress had already changed her outfit.

It was the uniform clothing of the Taixu Sect. It was not as eye-catching as the previous cheongsam-like dress, but when worn on her, it still looked extremely charming.

A enchanting woman is enchanting no matter what she wears.

As if recalling some unbearable things, the enchantress' pretty face turned a little rosy, her eyes averted, and she curled her lips and said, "It's nothing, I just almost overturned the car."

"Almost overturned?"

Pan Linjie looked at Enchantress up and down, and couldn't help but laugh: "There are not many people in this world who can make Enchantress so embarrassed. That man looks really extraordinary."

"It's not that it's unusual, it's that it's very strong."

The enchantress said in a solemn voice: "It's stronger than you and I imagined."

"oh?"

Pan Linjie: "How do you say this?"

"Just now, he was outside the city. With one sword and one sword, Yue Lingfeng and others didn't even have a chance to take action. He was so arrogant and arrogant."

Enchantress said.

"You don't even have a chance to take action?"

Hearing this, Pan Linjie also frowned and moved slightly.

Pan Linjie is a person who is very good at concealing himself. No matter how big the storm is, he can still look like a flat lake. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but be surprised, which is enough to explain his mood.

Of course, all appearances are fleeting.

Soon, Pan Linjie laughed again: "The scene of killing Yue Lingfeng and others with one sword must have been extremely gorgeous. It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes, but... that's it."

The enchantress looked sideways at Pan Linjie, curled her lips and laughed: "Do you think you can defeat him?"

"You shouldn't ask questions like that."

Pan Linjie shook his head: "Such a question is too stupid, and there is almost no suspense."

"As a fellow disciple, I should give you some advice."

The Enchantress shrugged: "But looking at your blind arrogance, it's useless to try to persuade you. Then just keep being confident. I hope your confidence is not wrong."

Pan Linjie shook his head: "Being ambitious in others is not something you, the enchantress, like to do."

"Is there any?"

The enchantress smiled and said, "To be honest, although I don't like you very much, after all, we are all brothers and sisters in the same sect. If you die, it will be of no benefit to me."

"No."

Pan Linjie squinted his eyes and smiled: "If I die, you will be the number one genius of Taixu Sect. Whether it is reputation or resources, you will be much better than now."

"It sounds like it makes sense."

The enchantress didn't take it seriously: "It's just that even if you don't die, I can't do it?"

Pan Linjie frowned and looked deeply at Enchantress, with an invisible color surging in his dark eyes.

The enchantress was not afraid, shrugged, and then twisted her waist like a water snake and left: "You can take care of yourself. If you have a duel with him, don't expect me to help you. He is too important to me now."

, simply a devil.”

Pan Linjie: "..." He was shocked again.

After decades of being brothers and sisters in the same sect, this was the first time he heard the Enchantress say such words.

What on earth did he do to make Enchantress so afraid?
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