Ning Mengyao thought about it carefully and felt that what Qiao Tianchang said was right, so she nodded in agreement: "That's okay, leave her alone and do whatever you want with her."
"Well that's good."
Early the next morning, Qiao Tianchang and the others saw Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao's face was a little pale. After returning last night, he took the antidote, but the pain of the antidote made him want to pinch himself to death.
Qiao Tianchang looked at Feng Xiao's weak look: "Have you detoxified?"
Feng Xiao nodded: "Yes, I don't want that kind of thing to stay in my body. This feeling is very bad."
Qiao Tianchang hummed: "Go and have a good rest."
"No."
When Situ Xuan and the others came over, she glanced at Feng Xiao with a complicated expression, and then said: "Wei Luo left, Yao'er, this is the letter she left for you."
Ning Mengyao's eyelids twitched and she had a bad feeling in her heart.
She glanced at the letter in Situ Xuan's hand, then looked at Feng Xiao's gloomy face, and reached out to take the letter in her hand. The letter said that she and Qiao Tianchang could make the decision regarding Feng'er, but she and Feng Xiao It is impossible for Xiao and Xiao to be together.
Ning Mengyao frowned and looked at the letter in her hand, then looked at Feng Xiao: "She's gone."
"Why? What did you say after I left yesterday?" Feng Xiao said through gritted teeth.
That woman has been missing for such a long time, and now she dares to run away again. She is simply looking for trouble.
Ning Mengyao thought for a while, looked at Feng Xiao, and finally decided to tell Feng Xiao: "Do you know Wei Luo is a prophet?"
Feng Xiao was startled, then nodded: "I know."
"The lifespan of prophets is not very long, but people with great abilities like Wei Luo cannot live past the age of thirty-five, and Wei Luo is already thirty-four years old."
Feng Xiao's face changed, and she looked at Ning Mengyao: "You mean, because she knows she won't live long, that's why she keeps resisting me like that? And what she said about someone she likes, that's all Are you all lying to me?" Feng Xiao still couldn't accept it.
Ning Mengyao nodded: "I think so."
"That damn woman." Feng Xiao's face looked very grim.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang and asked with her eyes if she wanted to tell Feng Xiao about Feng'er.
After Qiao Tianchang nodded, Ning Mengyao coughed lightly and looked at Feng Xiao, whose face turned black with anger: "Well, I have one more thing to tell you."
"What's going on?" At this time, Feng Xiao was only thinking about how to catch that damn woman and clean her up. She didn't even see the interaction between Ning Mengyao and his wife.
"That Feng'er is your son, he looks very similar to you."
Feng Xiao was startled and looked up at Ning Mengyao: "What did you say?" Feng'er, he knew this person. He was Wei Luo's son. He was now raised by Ning Mengyao and the others and named him Qiao Mofeng.
"Feng'er is your son." Ning Mengyao said again.
Feng Xiao's face was no longer as simple as being black now. The aura on his body made the weakest Situ Xuan take a step back. The stone table beside him couldn't bear the pressure and wanted to break it into small pieces.
No wonder, no wonder she disappeared suddenly after the two got together. It turned out to be because of this, she left because she was pregnant. She actually lied to him, saying that the father of the child was dead. She was cursing Is he going to die
Thinking of this, Feng Xiao's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Ning Mengyao looked at Feng Xiao and asked worriedly: "What about that? Are you okay?"
Feng Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "What can happen to me? I'm very good."
Ning Mengyao shrank her neck, this man was really scary.
"That woman will definitely die if I don't leave with you." After saying that, he turned around and left with the others.
When he left the yard, Ning Mengyao and the others heard Feng Xiao ordering the people around him to find the person even if he dug three feet into the ground.
Ning Mengyao shrugged and held a moment of silence for Weiluo.
"I hope Weiluo won't die too miserably after being found." Ning Mengyao said happily.
She was really relieved to leave the mess to them. Is it okay now? Were you sold by them
Thinking of Feng Xiao's dark expression, Ning Mengyao couldn't help but think about Wei Luo's fate.