The impact of death that he felt did not come, and the body that flew straight out was slowed down by a blow, and then a beautiful and flawless face appeared in Mo Xuetong's eyes. That beautiful face should have revealed a trace of evil. Si's smile was now gloomy and terrifying, his handsome face was covered with frost, and his eyes seemed to be filled with ice, making him look so cold.
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Full of domineering and intimidating power, the look in her eyes was almost vicious, as if she was craving for food.
But Mo Xuetong didn't feel any fear. She only felt more relaxed than ever before. The corners of her lips relaxed involuntarily, trying to show a relaxed smile. The sharp porcelain piece she was holding tightly in her hand fell to the ground. , just about to speak, but found that the whole person could not even move.
By this time, the tense nerves had reached a state of extreme exhaustion. Seeing Feng Jue dye coming over, I felt inexplicably relieved. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I could only see his handsome lips parting and saying a few words. What, but nothing can fall into the ears.
Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to calm the anger in his eyes, but he was unable to raise his hand. His head tilted and dropped heavily.
Feng Jueran saw that her body suddenly softened, and he winked sharply at the two people around him. His brows were knotted in anger. He winked at the guards on both sides, and his eyes fell on the people who had just left the carriage not far away. Sima Lingyun who crawled out of the house was covered in blood and could no longer see his face clearly, especially his face. His head and face were covered in blood, which frightened the two people who had just emerged from behind the tree and froze.
Those two people were hired to accompany Sima Lingyun in such a play. When Sima Lingyun came out of the carriage, the two people switched places. Sima Lingyun became the hero who saved the beauty. The next thing they wanted to do was whatever they wanted. Mo Xuetong, a boudoir girl, had her reputation ruined, so she couldn't help but want to defend herself.
But this situation was unexpected for them. Looking into the distance, some people heard the strange movement here and ran over. Sima Lingyun lay on the ground and groaned. The woman who flew out of the car fell into the arms of a devilishly handsome person. , the bloodthirsty and powerful aura overwhelmed them. The two hired people were just gangsters on the street. Although they were just people from the market, they knew how to recognize people.
Sima Lingyun, the employer, was someone who was not easy to mess with at first glance. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but run away. However, they didn't have time. The shining sword light flew by, and one of them was caught in the chest. One knife, the tip of the knife passed through the chest; the other person beheaded directly, and the flying head landed at the feet of Mo Xuemin, who was walking out of the street corner proudly.
Looking at the frightened and wide-open eyes protruding from the sockets of the shaking head in front of her, Mo Xuemin didn't even have time to scream. Her body went limp and she fainted along with Mo Xiu.
"Take care of this place properly." Feng Juoran carefully wrapped Mo Xuetong in his wide cloak. His eyes were colder and sharper than ever before, and the light in his pupils was getting colder and colder, revealing a deep sense of solemnity. With Yin Rui, the dragon has reverse scales, which will cause death if touched.
He didn't need to give any orders. The guards around him had already understood his meaning from his cold eyes and responded respectfully.
Seeing the master ducking away with the person in his arms, the two guards were not slow. One stepped forward and tore off Sima Lingyun's clothes. The other dragged Mo Xuemin, who was still in the corner of the room, and mercilessly tore off her clothes as well. Half-open, Mo Xuemin's entire skirt was half-torn in order to make her movements realistic...
The guard who tore off Sima Lingyun's clothes with one hand kicked the sharp piece of porcelain that Mo Xuetong had dropped on the ground to Mo Xuemin's hand. The blood-stained porcelain sharp point was pierced on the tip of Mo Xuemin's hand. Even though she was in a coma, Mo Xuemin's His hands couldn't help but twitch.
The guard kicked Sima Lingyun again to Mo Xuemin's side. Sima Lingyun was injured more and more, and was stabbed several times on the chest and face. If it wasn't for the understanding in his heart, he would have screamed out and been brutally kicked by the guard. , I felt pain all over my body, and I couldn't help it any longer. I screamed and slid a parabola in the air, landing directly on Mo Xuemin. Her eyesight went black from the pain, and she almost fainted.
At this time, someone came from a distance. As they got closer, the noise came. Sima Lingyun was still conscious and tried hard to raise his body so as not to press down on Mo Xuemin underneath him. The continuous blows made him lose the strength to hold himself up. His hands softened and he pressed heavily on a soft body. His eyes became blurred due to blood loss and pain!
Mo Xuetong woke up drowsily, and what he saw was the light plain-colored moire bed curtain. The incense beside the bed exuded a light and calming fragrance, and she knew that she was now in her own room.
My head felt dizzy and a little painful. I was about to reach out and rub it, but when I raised it, I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
The bottom of my hand hurt like it was being torn apart, and it felt like it was being tied tightly.
"You also know pain, and you can also cry out in pain. I thought you were a blockhead who knew everything. Why can't you show off now? You can't even lift your hands?" Cold and taunting words sounded in the darkness, taking advantage of the bright color of the snow outside the window. , following the direction of the sound, Mo Xuetong discovered that there was someone else in the room.
Hearing Mo Xuetong's voice, the man stood up. His purple dragon-patterned clothes shone in the bright colors. He walked over and looked down at Mo Xuetong. His face was slightly facing the window, and Mo Xuetong was in the right position. You can see his gloomy handsome face, his dark eyes filled with cold pools, his narrow phoenix eyes slightly coldly narrowed, and his brows raised coldly. He is no longer lazy and indifferent as before. Now he looks deep and sharp, like The king of hell in hell seems to be covered with a strong murderous aura.
The purple clothes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of purple. When they came closer, a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Mo Xuetong coldly.
It turned out to be Feng Jueran again, and a different Feng Jueran, obviously an angry Feng Jueran.
Biting her lip, Mo Xuetong didn't know why she couldn't speak confidently. She raised her hands slightly and looked sideways. Her hands were wrapped tightly, making it difficult to move her fingers.
"Um, why are you here? Am I not mistaken? This is my place, right?" She laughed twice, her pink lips curled up guiltily, her big clear eyes were like a pool of autumn water, and her eyebrows were swept. He looked down, his slightly pale face looked a bit sick, which made people feel distressed involuntarily.
However, Feng Juoran ignored her irritation and still said coldly: "Mo Ye has already given it to you, and Mo Feng is following you again. How could Mo Yu not know that when Mo Yu said that? How could Mo Ye not know it?" Don't worry, you must do it yourself, why don't you believe me?" These words were almost harsh.
Even though Mo Xuetong wanted to pretend not to care, her heart trembled and her eyes were red without saying anything. The situation was like that at that time. Even though she believed that Mo Ye and Mo Feng would help her secretly, she still She had no idea, especially when she was holding the sharp piece of porcelain, her heart was full of hatred. That kind of unforgettable hatred made her unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
The hatred and pain in her heart made her unable to think at all. There was only one belief in her mind, that is, she wished she could eat the other person's flesh and blood. In her previous life, Sima Lingyun harmed her and let her die miserably in his wedding hall. In this life, he actually He wanted to destroy her again, he had accumulated blood feud for two lifetimes, and he just wanted to take revenge with his own hands.
If she had detailed plans before, what happened later was all based on instinct.
"Look, if a girl still fights with others, so what if she wins? In that kind of place, dragons and snakes are mixed together. As long as one person sees you, it is impossible for you not to be with Sima Lingyun. No matter how beautiful the Zhenguo Hou Mansion is, I still think Sima Lingyun is pretty good-looking. If you want to marry her, you don’t need to think hard and just act on impulse." Feng Juoran saw that Mo Xuetong didn’t speak, and couldn’t see in the darkness. Clearing her reddish eyes, she couldn't help but snorted again.
Whoever is involved in this kind of thing is unlucky, it doesn't matter who is right or wrong. If someone saw Mo Xuetong being kidnapped by another man after what happened today, her reputation would be ruined. If Sima Lingyun comes next When he rescued her, he was skin-to-skin with her, and she could not avoid the fate of entering the Zhenguo Hou Mansion.
Or maybe Sima Lingyun gave her the status of a royal wife for the sake of Mo Huawen and the Fuguo Duke's Palace, but so what, if something like this happened before marriage, how would it be said in the Zhenguo Duke's Palace in the future? Sima Lingyun did whatever he wanted, and even said nice things to save some face for her.
What about the bad words
If it comes to that, Mo Xuetong knows that she will never marry Sima Lingyun. She will never watch the tragedy in her previous life happen again. She would rather die than let Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin's schemes succeed again. Punishment, Feng Juoran spoke sharply in her ears, with an merciless sarcasm. She could no longer control her suppressed grievances. She stretched out her hands to cover her tears. Only then did she raise her head and stinging pain came over her. Only then did she realize that her hands were tightly wrapped. Real.
"Why don't you speak or explain? Aren't you usually pretty good at speaking? Why are you mute today? It was your hand that was injured, not your mouth. Don't tell me that the injury turned to your mouth just a while ago." Feng Jueran had blue veins on his brow. , thinking that she almost hit the tree just now, she couldn't help but said with hatred.
How could her delicate body bear such a tall and strong tree
I'm afraid it only takes one moment to disappear!
If he hadn't just come out of the palace and met Mo Feng to report back, he would have arrived much later. This delay might have made him regret it for the rest of his life, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and he wanted to pull her away. He got up and beat her hard, letting her see clearly how weak she was.
He actually dared to confront Sima Lingyun head-on with a piece of porcelain. Where had his usual intelligence gone
Feng Juoran's cold taunt finally became the last straw that broke Mo Xuetong's calmness. The clenched teeth suddenly loosened, and the tears of grievance could no longer be controlled, and burst out of his eyes. How much grievance, how much fear, how much sadness. Quanhua burst into tears: "Explain, why should I explain, why should I explain to you, who am I, and why do you want to care so much about me?" (To be continued)