Before Xiao Mo met Feng Yuqing, he would have been unable to withstand Yan Jue's blow. However, after Feng Yuqing took precious herbs day and night to recuperate his body, he almost killed Xiao Mo after receiving Yan Jue's blow. Half life.
Xiao Mo wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand. His eyes, which usually bent into crescents, no longer had the smile of yesterday at this moment, and his eyes were full of frost.
She looked at Yan Jue silently, as if she wanted to break a hole in Yan Jue's head. She opened her mouth to say something, but she spit out a mouthful of blood: "Give him back to me."
The girl's hoarse voice sounded as if she had been in pain, and every word she spoke made people feel her despair and helplessness at this moment.
But Yan Jue is destined to be a heartless person. In other words, he gave his heart to a little fool when they first met, but he is still smugly thinking that others are being toyed with by him. In the palm of his hand, in fact, it was never him who was controlled, but himself.
Yan Jue ignored Xiao Mo's words at all, as if Xiao Mo was just an insignificant existence. The only thing he cared about now was the person in his arms. Yan Jue looked at Feng Yuqing's face carefully.
The more Yan Jue watched, the happier he felt. He felt that every little movement and every inch of the person's skin in his arms seemed to have been carefully polished by God according to the look that pleased him most, and then he quietly put his fate in his hands. around.
But he clearly knew that the person in front of him was poison and the nail in his heart that he could not let go of, but he was still willing to become his prisoner.
At that moment, Yan Jue seemed to realize that something seemed different about the relationship between him and Feng Yuqing.
Xiao Mo saw Yan Jue's eyes full of possessiveness wandering around Feng Yuqing's body. She felt like her most cherished baby was being watched by others, but she couldn't do anything about it. She felt frustrated. enough.
She bit her eyes, trying to snatch Feng Yuqing back while Yan Jue was distracted, and then take Feng Yuqing to escape from this place of right and wrong. For the rest of her life, it would be just the two of them, never to come back again.
But the opportunity that Xiao Mo waited for carefully was still unable to offset the disparity in strength. The blow that he spent all his energy on did not hit even a hair on Yan Jue's body. His whole body was as elegant as before, as if he was strolling in his own small garden. .
On the other hand, Xiao Mo seemed to have been tortured, and he was dying, as if he would stop breathing in the next moment.
"Yan Jue, are you still unwilling to let him go? Has he ever owed you anything? Never before. Why don't you let him go?"
"Aren't you the happiest when he's dead? You pretend to think about him in front of him. As soon as he walks away, your wolfish ambitions are exposed. Aren't you most looking forward to him being killed by the one you love? Well, now that he is dead, you are not happy. Instead, you are like a woman whose husband is dead, and you are hypocritical. Who are you showing this to?"
"He is no longer here."
Xiao Mo's words are heart-breaking. It turns out that words can hurt people's hearts and kill people, right
It turns out that when he was around, he kept cursing him to death, as if he was inexplicably confident, and as long as he was by his side, no one could touch him. Now he realizes that human life is not under human control. He miscalculated after all.
(End of chapter)