SFS Chapter 380: The Mist and the Heart
Chapter 380: The Mist and the Heart
The atmosphere on the training ground instantly changed from "Eagle Catches Chicken" to "Tiger Descending the Mountain".
Cao Yuanhai's sword whistled, carrying a murderous aura without any moral principles, and went straight to Baili Pang'er's face.
Lin Qiye was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He dodged and stood in front of Baili Pang'er, and the long sword in his hand accurately blocked Cao Yuanhai's attack.
"Fatty, you better stay here for now!"
Lin Qiye roared without even turning his head, and then concentrated on dealing with the enraged Cao Yuanhai.
On the other side, Wu Hen looked at Jialan'er who was still in a bad mood, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, Lan'er, are you playing the 'Guess What I'm Thinking' game with me? Okay, I'll play with you."
Before he finished speaking, his figure appeared like a ghost.
A dagger flashing with cold light appeared in his hand at some point, and he aimed it straight at Jialan'er's vital points.
"Eh? Are you going to play 'Magic Circles of Love' with me?"
Although Jialan'er complained, her body was very honest and she dodged Wu Hen's attacks nimbly.
The two men fought back and forth, sparks flew as the dagger and sword collided, and the air was filled with a tense and ambiguous atmosphere.
Wu Hen's offensive was like a violent storm, and every move was full of teasing.
And Jialan'er was like a clever cat, dancing gracefully amidst the flashes of swords and sabers.
The two figures intertwined, as if they were dancing a dangerous dance.
Just when the two were fighting fiercely, Jialan'er accidentally touched her chest pocket while dodging Wu Hen's attack.
A thick purple mist instantly gushed out of the pocket, like opening a Pandora's box.
Wu Hen felt his eyes go dark, his head hurt, and his consciousness felt like it was being pierced by countless needles.
The intense pain made him groan, and his body staggered and fell backwards.
"Wu Hen!" Jia Lan'er was shocked and quickly supported him, but his touch was cold.
She hurriedly checked and found that Wu Hen's face was pale and beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead.
His lips trembled slightly and his breathing became rapid.
"How could this happen? The pollution level of this fog...how could it be so high?"
Jia Lan'er's tone was full of worry and self-blame. She hugged Wu Hen, feeling extremely heartbroken.
At this moment, Baili Pang'er, An Yuqing and Cao Yuanhai also finished the battle and walked over together.
"This...what's going on? What happened to Wu Hen?"
Fatty Baili pointed at the two of them and asked with some stuttering.
An Yuqing walked closer and took a look, his expression suddenly changed: "This... this is fog pollution, and the concentration is extremely high!"
Cao Yuanhai frowned and was about to say something when he saw Jialaner slowly raise her head.
There was a glimmer of determination and strangeness in her eyes.
Jia Lan'er hugged Wu Hen tightly, as if holding a fragile treasure, with a hint of determination in her eyes.
"Don't worry about it, I'll take him away!"
After saying that, she began to pull off Wu Hen's clothes without hesitation.
"Hey, hey, Lan'er, what are you doing in broad daylight?"
Although Wu Hen's consciousness was blurred, his talking skills did not decrease at all. There was a hint of ridicule in his tone, and it sounded like unconscious mumbling.
Jia Laner rolled her eyes in annoyance, but her hands did not stop moving.
He quickly stripped Wu Hen's coat off, then picked him up and ran out of the fog with big strides.
"Fuck, this is unfolding, am I seeing this correctly?"
Fatty Baili widened his eyes and looked at the back of Jialan carrying Wu Hen, his jaw almost dropped.
Cao Yuanhai was also confused. He rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
An Yuqing was relatively calm, frowning as he analyzed the situation.
Outside the fog, Jialaner found a relatively clean place and carefully placed Wu Hen on the ground.
Wu Hen was like a red-hot iron block at this moment, his whole body was burning hot, and he was still mumbling: "Lan'er, I'm cold... I need a hug... Accompany me back to the room..."
Jia Lan'er's heart softened, and looking at Wu Hen's pitiful appearance, she felt both angry and amused.
She hesitated for a moment, but still helped Wu Hen up and let him lean half on her.
"You...wake up, I already have someone I like!"
Her pretty face flushed slightly and her tone was a little flustered, but she did not push Wu Hen away.
"Tsk, the person you like? Is it that icy-faced Lin Qiye? What's so good about him? He doesn't know how to be gentle with women at all."
Wu Hen curled his lips, with a hint of disdain in his words, and then looked at Jia Lan'er with a playful smile.
"You are still beautiful, Lan'er. You are so beautiful and fresh. You are so much better than that icy face!"
"Besides, I've never liked anyone before, so why don't you consider me?"
When Jialaner heard this, her heart started beating like a deer and her cheeks turned red as if blood was about to drip out.
She secretly glanced at Wu Hen and found that he was looking at her with a smile, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes, but also as if he was joking.
Her heart was instantly in a mess, filled with joy at the confession and guilt towards Lin Qiye.
"What a...what a little devil!"
Jia Laner cursed in a low voice, then took a deep breath and helped Wu Hen steady.
"Okay, I'll take you back to your room."
As she spoke, she picked up Wu Hen and ran towards the warehouse, feeling a mixture of joy and annoyance.
At this moment, Cao Yuanhai, Baili Panger and An Yuqing also caught up.
"Qi Ye! Wu Hen! It's time to eat!" Fatty Baili shouted at the top of his voice.
Seeing Jia Lan'er running wildly with Wu Hen in her arms, the three of them looked at each other, and a hint of awkwardness filled the air.
"I'll go, what's going on?"
Cao Yuanhai looked puzzled, "When did these two become so close?"
An Yuqing adjusted his glasses and said thoughtfully,
"It seems to be the influence of the purple mist. This thing should be liquid mental pollution, which can amplify people's desires and emotions."
"Oh my god, doesn't that make it Qiye Obedient Water? Whoever drinks it will be obedient."
Baili Pang'er touched his chin with a wicked smile on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if this thing could be mass-produced, wouldn't it take off?"