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Feng Zitong dragged his seriously injured body back to the room, isolating Feng Chenhao and the three of them from the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She walked to the table and sat down, stretched out her right hand, wrapped in a white cloth but with a cracked wound, staring at it in a daze, not even paying attention to the wounds on her body.

Qiansha hurriedly came out of the space and shouted: "What are you doing, don't you hurry up and deal with the wound, don't you know how heavy your own injuries are!"

If it weren't for the fact that she was a woman, he would have treated her.

Men and women are not kissed, he doesn't want to go back and fold in the hands of the emperor.

Feng Zitong waved his hand disappreciatively and said, "Don't worry, I know how to deal with it, I'm just a little tired at this time, sit down and rest first." ”

Qiansha opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Feng Zitong: "You go back to the space, I want to stay by myself for a while." ”

Looking at Feng Zitong's side face, Qiansha sighed secretly.

Forget it, this girl is so big, he doesn't need to worry too much.

So the figure flashed, and he returned to space.

In the dark, Mo Yanhuang finally couldn't help it, he couldn't see the little things left untreated, and let them bleed there all the time.

"Knock knock..."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Feng Zitong said softly: "Enter." ”

The person who came pushed open the door and walked straight to Feng Zitong's side.

An unfamiliar aura entered, Feng Zitong raised his head suddenly, and faced a silver mask: "It's you." ”

Isn't this the man I saw in the Contra Arena, sitting in the compartment next to them?

"What are you going to do. She asked coldly.

Mo Yanhuang resisted the urge to take her into his arms, sat down by himself, his voice was as cold as possible, and said, "You just played for me." ”

Such a concise sentence, Feng Zitong understood.

She hooked her lips and smiled, "I'll think too much for you." ”

Mo Yanhuang pursed her lips, ignoring her duplicity, but reached out and pulled Feng Zitong's right hand down in front of him and began to dismantle the white cloth.

Feng Zitong was slightly stunned, just in such a moment, there was a chill in his hand, it was the feeling of the white cloth being removed.

She growled, "What do you do." ”

But in the next second, she was stunned, because the man holding her right hand, when he saw her deep and miserable right hand, his body shook violently, as if his most cherished thing had been hurt, so he was surprised, he was shocked, and more, he was distressed.

Feng Zitong couldn't understand why he reacted so much, they obviously didn't know each other.

Mo Yanhuang stabilized the tyrannical emotion in his chest, it seemed that it was too merciful to destroy Mo Zhengyang's hand.

didn't speak, forcefully grabbed Feng Zitong's right hand that she wanted to retract, and the spiritual power in her palm was activated, and she began to heal her injuries.

Feng Zitong was completely speechless at this time, the warm spiritual power that healed her wounds was so familiar to her, she slowly stretched out her left hand, stroked Mo Yanhuang's mask, and prayed in her heart that the man in front of her must be the person she wanted to see.

When Feng Zitong's hand approached the mask, Mo Yanhuang was stunned, and finally went with her.

Fortunately, he had done enough disguise before he came, and even if the mask was removed, he would not be recognized.

Even Qiansha in the space didn't know that this man was Mo Yanhuang, but Mo Yanhuang had another rival in love.

The mask fell, and looking at the unfamiliar face in front of him, the light in Feng Zitong's eyes cooled down little by little.

Not him!