Mo Qingli never expected that not only did those men not run away, but they also obeyed Mo Qingqin's instructions and charged towards her desperately. Are they all stupid
"Are you crazy?"
Mo Qingli was forced by them to take a few steps back, and yelled at this group of men in rags! But their eyes were still slack, their hands stretched out, and they rushed towards Mo Qingli.
Mo Qingli was heartbroken, in this case, then don't blame me for being rude to you guys! She flexibly bent her waist backwards to avoid a man's poisonous claws, and then Mo Qingli kicked the man flying with her right leg. Then he walked lightly among the group of men, and wherever he passed, his palms kept hitting the men.
After a while, Mo Qingqin's men and pets lay on the ground one by one, curled up together, showing that they were enduring the pain their bodies brought them.
Mo Qingli was merciful, what hit them was just pure strength, no magic power at all.
When Mo Qingqin saw this, a stern look flashed across her face, she picked up the vase next to her and smashed it from behind Mo Qingli. Mo Qingli turned around, restrained her wrist with one hand, a mocking arc emerged from the corner of her mouth, "Why, want to sneak attack again?"
"Who are you?" Mo Qingqin wanted to free her hand, but helplessly, the hand of the man in black in front of her was like that steel, tightly clamping her down, preventing her from moving even an inch! But judging from the tone of the man in black in front of him, they should know each other. It's just... who is it
"Hmph..." Mo Qingli snorted coldly, and instead of answering her question, kicked her on the knee directly. Mo Qingqin groaned and knelt down on the ground.
When had she ever been treated like this, Mo Qingqin struggled and wanted to get up, but Mo Qingli's foot stepped hard on her calf that was kneeling on the ground.
"Ah—" Mo Qingqin couldn't bear the pain and screamed, "Who the hell are you and why are you doing this to me!"
"I said that I am here to do justice for the heavens," said Mo Qingli, and the strength under her feet deepened, "Those people you killed, they are begging me next to me, let me kill them!" about you!"
"I... I don't believe it's ghosts and gods." Although Mo Qingqin said so, her flickering eyes betrayed her true inner thoughts!
"Oh, is that so?" Mo Qingli narrowed her eyes slightly, "Some of them put their hands on your shoulders and said to me, let me chop off your shoulders. Some of them touched your face and said to me, Let me slash your face open with a knife. Just like you did to them back then!"
Mo Qingqin kept waving her other free hand, patting her shoulders and face, trying to pat those "ghost hands" off, "No, no. Don't listen to them, you say, you want to I'll give you as much money as you want, give you."
Mo Qingqin was really a little scared. Thinking of the men she had chopped off their hands and feet and disfigured them to death, she was scared. She should not have no hands and feet, and should not be disfigured.
"Why, are you scared now?" Mo Qingli touched a sharp blade from her bosom, touched the sharp end to Mo Qingqin's face, and moved it slowly.
Mo Qingqin stared at the blade without blinking, for fear that it would cut herself, "As long as you don't hurt me, everything... everything is easy to talk about."
"Will you still kill people in the future?" Mo Qingli leaned against Mo Qingqin's neck, looking at the snow-white skin, Mo Qingli couldn't arouse the slightest interest. Because Mo Qingqin's blood smelled a foul smell, which disgusted her, even if it was packaged delicately, it couldn't hide the fact that she was rotten inside.
Mo Qingqin quickly shook her head, but realized that shaking her head might scratch her face, so she quickly changed to shaking her hands again, "No, no, I will never... never kill anyone again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingqin felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes went dark, and he passed out.
Mo Qingli clapped her hands and quickly covered her nose, it really stinks. How dirty her blood is to smell so bad. Zombies are most sensitive to blood. The purer the blood, the more fragrant it is, and the dirtier the blood, the more stinky it will be.
Glancing at the man lying on the ground, Mo Qingli couldn't help but frowned again, "Aren't you leaving?"
The men didn't seem to hear it.
Mo Qingli really doesn't understand—she doesn't understand how Mo Qingqin treats them like this, why are they still staying here so determinedly
Seeing that they didn't want to leave, Mo Qingli couldn't help it either, after all, she couldn't put a knife on their necks, let them leave here! Everyone has his own aspirations.
She came here to avenge the slaps that Mo Qingqin slapped her. The second is for Xiaoyao Yunyan.
His brother Xiaoyao Yunbo died in such a humiliating way, he must be very sad to be born as an elder brother. Moreover, Mo Qingqin continued to be happy without any injuries, without being punished in the slightest. He must be very sad.
This can also explain why he just went to find him by himself, but he didn't see him behind closed doors.
Mo Qingli thought that things must be as she thought, and she punished Mo Qingqin slightly, believing that Mo Qingqin would never do anything harmful to nature and reason again!
But on the second day, what happened overturned what Mo Qingli thought at this time.
Mo Qingli and Feng Qingjue's wedding is approaching, Feng Chenling, who is Feng Qingjue's righteous brother, has to do his best to make arrangements. He could see that Mo Qingli had a prejudice against Feng Qingjue. Although he didn't know why Mo Qingli had a prejudice against Feng Qingjue, the two were about to get married. The eyes and insults of those minions.
It was enough for him to suffer at the beginning, he didn't want Feng Qingjue to live the same life as he did before. Therefore, the favor and love of the wife-lord are particularly important.
Early in the morning, he pulled the sleepy Feng Qingjue and knocked on the door of Mo Qingli's room, and walked in without caring about people's strange eyes.
"Wife master." Feng Chenling called out to Mo Qingli who was lying on the soft couch.
At this moment, Mo Qingli had her eyes closed, her long black hair scattered casually on the soft couch, her pure white and slightly transparent quilt was not fastened, revealing her smooth and fair fragrant shoulders, making Feng Chenling's face swell Flushed, even the drowsy Feng Qingjue was swept away from drowsiness, and lowered her head shyly. But still unable to resist the confusion, she raised her eyes to look at Mo Qingli from time to time.
Mo Qingli turned over, turned her body to Feng Chenling and the others, opened her eyes, "Chen Ling, what's the matter?"
The quilt slipped a little again due to Mo Qingli's turning over, and the pair of pairs and peaks were about to come out, and the ears of both of them were flushed with embarrassment.
As if sensing something was wrong between the two of them, following their gazes, Mo Qingli looked down at herself, her old face, which had never been red for thousands of years, was a little tangled at this moment, so she quickly pulled up her clothes and tied them tightly. But the slightly transparent quilt still made the faces of the two of them blush, and from time to time they thought about the picture of Xiang and Yan just now.
"Dust Spirit."
Mo Qingli called out again, and Feng Chenling came to his senses, and quickly knelt down, "My wife, please forgive me, I...I..."
"It's cold on the ground, get up and talk." Mo Qingli stroked her forehead, and after coming back from tossing around last night, she was a little sleepy, dragged her coat and fell asleep.
Feng Chenling was a little moved, it seems that the wife-lord still loves him. It's not like what those slaves and maids said, the wife-lord has switched feelings with the second-side king. It was also hearing the words of those servants and maids that Feng Chenling couldn't stay still anymore, and pulled Feng Qingjue over.
"Wife master, there are still a few days until the big wedding between you and brother Qing Jue. But Qing Jue still has some clothes and jewelry from the day of the wedding, can you invite wife master to go and see together?" Feng Chenling said these When he spoke, he was a little timid, afraid that Mo Qingli would condemn him to one or more crimes.
On that day, wasn't even her most favored king executed for this crime
"En, good." Mo Qingli agreed without thinking, she couldn't bear to see Feng Chenling's disappointed look.
"Really?" Feng Chenling asked in surprise, and after seeing Mo Qingli's affirmative nod, he took Feng Qingjue's hand and shook it, revealing his joy.
Feng Qingjue was naturally also happy. Ever since he sneaked out again last time and sent someone to teach the three fat women who bullied him that night, he only found out when he came back that Mo Qingli sent people to look for him everywhere. She was moved but also a little depressed, because after that incident, Mo Qingli sent people to strengthen the guard, and let herself never find a space to sneak out again.
After holding it in for so many days, it really broke him down. I've been wanting to fly out for a long time!
Although this time I'm going out with Mo Qingli, as long as I find a gap on the way and slip away. That's why he agreed with Feng Chenling to pull him to find Mo Qingli.
When Feng Qingjue left the mansion together with Mo Qingli and Feng Chenling, he even made a grimace at the guards guarding the gate—how, if you don’t let me out, I have my own way ! Humph…
on the sedan chair.
Mo Qingli sat on the side with her eyes closed, while Feng Chenling and Feng Qingjue opened the curtain beside them and looked towards the street.
Since Feng Chenling married Mo Qingli, except for the feast held in the palace last time, she never left the palace again. When I was in my boudoir, I also practiced singing at home all day, and never went out to play.
When I left the house this time, I was very happy to see all kinds of gadgets and juggling on the street. He couldn't stop discussing with Feng Qingjue.
"Princess." Yueyao's voice came from outside the sedan chair.
"What's the matter?" Mo Qingli opened her eyes and opened her lips lightly.
"There are too many pedestrians on the road, and the sedan chair is inconvenient to move forward." Yue-yao continued without saying a word.
Mo Qingli pondered for a while, then asked Feng Chenling and Feng Qingjue: "Would you like to get off the sedan chair and walk?"
The two nodded quickly, they were very willing.
Walking is more conducive to slipping away—Feng Qingjue secretly delighted. What Feng Chenling wanted was to have a close look at those gadgets.
Seeing that the two had no objection, Mo Qingli got off the sedan chair first.