"En." Mo Qingfeng tilted his head, took a deep look at Nalan Jinyu, and replied softly.
After putting the body away, Mo Qingfeng returned to Qingxin Pavilion, and Fu Yanxia told her that Ou Teng took a good bath, woke up, and was waiting for her in the cabin in the backyard of Qingxin Pavilion.
When I came to the backyard, I could smell the scent of flowers floating in the air before I entered the cabin. Mo Qingfeng likes flowers. The front and back yards are full of various flowers and plants, and the air will always have a delicate fragrance of flowers all year round.
The scenery in the backyard is beautiful, with continuous mountain peaks behind, high mountains and green trees, fresh air, flowers blooming in the courtyard, rockery, and thousands of small trees.
Walking into the cabin, what comes to the nostrils is not the scent of flowers, but a slightly pungent herbal smell.
In the wooden house, Ou Ou Teng was still lying on his bamboo chair, and Adong Anan was by his side as always.
Ou Teng was so tired that he closed his eyes. Since he was ill, he was in poor spirits and always wanted to sleep. He was afraid that once he fell asleep, he would not be able to wake up again. He just closed his eyes and dared not fall asleep.
Hearing the door squeak, he suddenly opened his swollen eyes, which were swollen into a line. The red thread in the bottom of the eyes was obvious, but they were shining brightly. His swollen body wanted to stand up, but it hurt when he moved. He frowned tightly. A little annoyed, he couldn't even stand up, is he about to die
"Miss Mo, what did you let me soak? I feel much better!" At least the itching was gone, and he saw a glimmer of hope!
Mo Qingfeng's eyes were as indifferent as eternal ice, thinking that if Ou Zhentian killed those ten people, she would be the first to take Ou Teng's life!
"What I soaked for you, you don't need to know. You are recuperating in the cabin these days. If you need anything, you can tell Yanxia." Mo Qingfeng said, the words sounded like a kind of concern and care for the patient. Take care, but the tone is extremely cold.
EU Teng stared at her blankly, this woman will die if she is not indifferent
When Mo Qingfeng walked over, Ou Ou Teng felt a strong killing intent, he was startled, and looked up at her in astonishment.
Mo Qingfeng smiled coldly, and looked at Ou Teng as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Why do you look at me like this?" Ou Teng asked in a daze, why did he have a premonition that she would take his life at any time
"Ou Houteng, if one day you die, please remember, it was Ou Houtian who killed you."
EU Teng was startled: "Impossible! My grandpa won't kill me!"
"Hmph!" Mo Qingfeng snorted mockingly, and turned to look at Fu Yanxia: "Your Master Ou needs whatever you want, do your best to satisfy him, don't let him leave the cabin for half a step, don't open the window, insist on taking a bath for him Seven days to see."
Fu Yanxia nodded respectfully: "Yes, Yanxia must remember!"
"Miss Mo, why can't the young master step out of the cabin? Aren't you putting us under house arrest?" Seeing that Mo Qingfeng was about to leave, Ah Dong immediately said.
Mo Qingfeng looked back, and glanced at him coldly, meeting her cold eyes, A Dong's heart trembled.
"You can step out of the cabin." His eyes drifted coldly to Ou Teng: "He can't."
"Why not?" Adong asked.
Mo Qing's Feng Mohua was even colder, she didn't bother to pay attention to A Dong, and walked out of the cabin.
A Dong didn't give up and wanted to chase him out, but Fu Yanxia suddenly stretched out her arms and stopped him, "If Miss Mo says no, then she won't. Do you know medicine or Miss Mo understands medicine? Also, questions that Miss Mo doesn't want to answer, you Better not ask any more questions!"
At noon, Nalan Jinyu came back from outside and brought Mo Qingfeng the news that Ou Houtian didn't know about the death of a person who took Soul Condensation Pill.
The whole Ou Mansion was organizing the funeral for Ou Xuan, and in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Princess Ling Ye was with Chu Muchen all day long, so there was nothing suspicious about it.
After hearing this, Mo Qingfeng's eyes were cold, and he smiled coldly, the calmer the person, the more problematic he is.
At night, the Eight Princes' Mansion.
A black shadow flicked across the air, with a graceful posture, and landed silently on Ling Ye's bedroom.
The bedroom is brightly lit by candlelight, and there is a luminous pearl on the stone dragon pillar in front of the bed, making the whole bedroom look like daytime.
Ling is also a practitioner, and she didn't fall asleep, lying on the couch thinking about what happened in Qianzhitang today, she felt extremely happy.
Mo Qingfeng silently appeared in the bedroom, she didn't notice it, but a scent that didn't belong to her suddenly came from her nose, which instantly raised her vigilance, and she suddenly opened her eyes to see that there was a black-clothed man standing in front of the bed at some point people.
"Who are you?" Ling Ye was startled, sat up suddenly, and looked in shock at Mo Qingfeng, who was masked and dressed in black.
"I'm going to take you to a place." Mo Qingfeng said coldly, his eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a shocking awe.
"Where? I don't know you!"
"Go and meet the person you killed."
When Ling Ye heard this, strangeness and guilt flashed across her beautiful eyes, "I don't know what nonsense you are talking about!" Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at Mo Qingfeng in shock: "Are you Mo Qingfeng?"
Then, with sharp eyes, she quickly glanced out of the window, and saw a familiar tall and straight figure passing by from outside the window, she felt proud, and got out of bed, "Mo Qingfeng, I don't understand what you are talking about, I have never killed anyone before, Who are you taking me to see?"
A duplicity woman!
Mo Qingfeng looked coldly at Ling Ye who was walking by, "Why do you have to pretend in front of me? Am I going to come to you without evidence?"
Ling didn't say anything, walked behind her, a flash of calculation flashed in her beautiful eyes, she suddenly raised her hand, and patted her chest.
"Ah..." She lay her whole body on the table, and the teapot and cup on the table were instantly swept off to the ground with a bang.
Mo Qing's windy eyes turned cold, and she turned around abruptly, looking at Ling Ye with a hint of puzzlement in her cold eyes.
There was a sudden pain in her chest, and she tightly clenched the hands in her sleeves. Damn it, how could her body ache at this moment
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Chu Muchen's handsome figure rushed in. Seeing the injured Ling Ye, his eyes turned cold instantly, and he shot at Mo Qingfeng with sharp eyes like a nighthawk: "Who are you?"
Ling Ye raised his eyes, looked at Mo Qingfeng pitifully, and said in pain, "I don't know you, why did you attack me?" Then he grabbed Chu Muchen's hand, his voice trembling: "Brother Muchen, Save me... don't let her run away..."
Mo Qingfeng frowned deeply, this Ling is also cheaper than Yi Qingyun!
"Who is here? Why do you want to hurt Ling Ye?" Chu Muchen helped Ling Ye up, and asked gloomyly.
Hurt Ling Ye
Mo Qingfeng sneered, she didn't do anything at all, how could she hurt her
At this time, her body began to ache, and her meridians seemed to be broken. Knowing that she couldn't beat Chu Muchen, Mo Qingfeng activated his mind, wanting to enter the space.
When she activated her thoughts, Ling also whispered something to Chu Muchen, because she wanted to concentrate on activating her thoughts, so she didn't pay attention to it. I don't know what this bitch said to Chu Muchen. When Chen heard this, his expression changed drastically. Before she had time to enter the space, Chu Muchen slapped her with a palm.
boom!
Mo Qingfeng wanted to dodge, but no sooner had he exerted force than his body felt like his blood vessels were about to explode, and his meridians were burning with unbearable pain. Her movements were only a little slower, and Chu Muchen's deadly palm had already hit her chest Before, her heart was already in pain, and another palm would simply kill her.
Mo Qingfeng's body suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string, forming a beautiful arc in the air, and then landed heavily. At the same time, her veil fell off, revealing a beautiful and pale face.
"You are?" When he saw her face clearly, Chu Muchen was shocked and his expression changed drastically.
Mo Qingfeng was lying on the ground, trying to get up, but she couldn't get up, blood spurted from her mouth, and her face became even paler.
Chu Muchen pushed Ling Ye away, and walked towards her nervously. After walking a few steps, suddenly a black man broke through the wall and blocked Chu Muchen.
Chu Muchen's pace suddenly stopped, and he saw the man standing in front of him wearing a black brocade robe, the sleeves of which were blown up without wind, standing tall and straight in front of him, with a devil like he just came out of hell. The breath is extremely dark.
Mo Qingfeng raised his eyes and looked at the man's familiar back, with a faint smile on his pale face.
"Dugu Zenan?" Chu Muchen exclaimed, isn't he not in the imperial capital? Why did she come out every time when Mo Qingfeng was injured
Dugu Zenan's deep eyes were sharp and fierce, and with deep anger, his whole body was chilling.
"Women who dare to hurt the deity have no choice but to die!" Dugu Zenan said coldly, with a fierce move, his body flew up into the air, like a black cloud, and crushed Chu Muchen fiercely.
Chu Muchen dodged quickly and flew up into the air. Before he could catch his breath, Dugu Zenan lashed out at him again.
The two fought from the house to the outside, Ling also gave Mo Qingfeng a resentful look, and then chased him out. She really regretted that she had hit her so hard just now, if she hadn't been able to help Chu Muchen now.
The two figures were fighting in the air, and the fighting was extremely fierce. When the two powerful forces collided together, it was like a volcano erupting. One after another, earth-shattering loud noises came from the air, alarming everyone in the Eight Princes' Mansion.
Bai Xueling and Du Wenjun rushed towards Yueyuan Hall with a group of guards.
"You're moving slowly, don't hurry up and protect brother Mu Chen!" Ling was also very impatient, if brother Mu Chen was injured, she would die of heartache.
Without saying a word, Du Wenjun and Bai Xueling rushed forward with their guards.
Peng!
Dugu Zenan, who was fighting fiercely with Chu Muchen, suddenly jumped up a few feet, shouted loudly, opened his arms suddenly, and a yellow cyclone spun out from his palm.
This cyclone is like a dragon coming out of the sea, roaring towards it.
"ah… "
"ah… "
The guards who hadn't rushed up were all knocked several feet away by the overwhelming cyclone. At this time, screams resounded through the sky, causing heavy casualties.
Even Chu Muchen didn't escape the fatal cyclone, Jun Ying fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was as pale as paper.
Looking up at Dugu Zenan standing in the air, the black brocade robe fluttered with the wind, exuding a shocking dark aura all over his body, standing high in the air, as if a god looked down on the entire common people.
"Brother Mu Chen!" Ling Ye rushed up to support the crumbling Chu Muchen, looking extremely worried and nervous.