"It turns out that there are still things in this world that you don't know. Feng Jian's eyes showed a touch of unexpected surprise, and in his heart before, Xue Sharon seemed to know everything.

"And another reason?" if that was a possibility, then the current curtain was eager to know what the other reason he was talking about would be.

"It's just a guess, actually, it's okay not to say it. "But I don't know why, the wind stream that has always been outspoken will actually vomit and vomit.

"When did you become such a mother-in-law? It seems to be a casual sentence, but it was deliberately done by Mu Xuelun.

"What mother-in-law!" Sure enough, his sentence immediately stimulated Fengjian's "fighting spirit".

"No, that's it!" Feng Jian said, pulling out Mu Qingyang's wrist at once, and the wound, which was already a little red and swollen, was suddenly presented in front of their eyes.

Just now, Mu Xuelun accidentally saw this wound, but questioned him for a while! That's it, it also made Fengjian feel very uncomfortable, just because of a woman who couldn't get along, Mu Xuelun would actually question him face to face!

"Let's be clear. Seeing the scratch on Mu Qingyang's wrist again, Mu Xuelun frowned, looking at Mu Qingyang, who was in a state of wandering at this time, he actually had some mixed feelings in his heart.

"Lost too much blood!" Feng Jian began, and this was the second possibility he had just thought of.

"......!" his words made Mu Xuelun's already huddled brow tighten even more.

"How much blood did you put her!" There was no question mark, and in the face of the wind stream, Mu Xuelun asked sternly.

"What bloodletting! Look when I let go of your blood!" was also to take blood, but Mu Xuelun's words made Feng Jian feel extremely unhappy.

"How can I be the same as her in your heart!"

"That's right! one is a treasure, the other is grass!"

"So you're still a little lighter with her for bloodletting?" is obviously a person who can't argue, but at this moment, it seems that he has to fight to win or lose.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, I would have taken her life!" said Feng Jian, his face suddenly gloomy.

"Then according to what you say, this king still wants to thank you!" Similarly, the coldness that flashed in Mu Xuelun's eyes was no less than the wind stream in front of him.

"Hmph!" I've never said so many things to myself, this time it's for a woman! Feng Jian snorted, and suddenly pulled Mu Xuelun's arm over.

"You and I are half a pound and eight taels, don't say yourself so high!" A handful of open Sharon's sleeve, there was an obvious needle eye in the arm.

"......" didn't have time to stop Feng Jian's move, when he saw the needle eye, Mu Xuelun was stunned, listening to Feng Jian's words, he seemed to faintly feel something.

"Why, why don't you speak?" prevailed, and his mouth was full of provocation.

"This, what is it?" Mu Xuelun said softly, and began to want to know what Mu Qingyang and Fengjian did when he was unconscious just now!

"That's how she transfused her blood into your body......" Looking at the eye of the needle, Feng Jian's mind began to think of the scene at that time.

"Why isn't he awake?"

"I'm not him, how would I know. For this Mu Qingyang, he has asked many times, and Fengjian seems to be a little impatient.

"You say, give him some blood transfusion, will he wake up faster?" Mu Qingyang said because he thought that he was at the bottom of the cave before, and after Mu Xuelun drank his own blood, he seemed to be much better, so would it be the same effect now?