Chapter 265: Temptation

"Yes, I like her, as long as I can save her, not to mention that even if this internal force kills me, I will not hesitate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Feng Moli's words, Leng Mingye didn't care about the strange eyes of Qing Feng and Bai Yu and even Red Lotus and the others around him, looking at the pale and lifeless little man in his hand.

"Wronged, but you are cousins, don't you know?"

When he said this, Feng Mo's eyes were a little gloomy. After a pause, he looked at him and asked.

"I'm clear, clear. But when I saw her a few months ago, I knew she was different to me. As long as she can save her, what if she doesn't have this internal strength. I just want her to be as arrogant as she was before, and to be as willful as before. Don't you want her to wake up and revert to her previous coldness and willfulness? ”

Leng Styx only had the lifeless villain in his hand, although the identities of the two were different now. But for him, the villain's life is precious to him for everything he gives.

"She's my niece, so I naturally hope she'll wake up. But this love between you is immoral, aren't you afraid of being pointed out by a thousand people? ”

Leng Ying Ye did not hide his emotions towards Wan Qing, and Feng Moli's expression was a little moved. After a pause, he looked at him.

"I don't care. What's more, she is my sister, so why should I save her. All I care about is her. ”

Feng Moli said this, although he didn't know why he asked himself like this, Leng Mingye still looked at him sincerely, and as he spoke, his figure slowly lowered, and his bloody hand trembled towards the villain's face, and he did not hide the feelings in his heart.

"Okay, I'll help you save her. But I have one condition, wake her up, and you can't be emotional about her anymore. If you can't do that, I won't help you. ”

With his expression, Feng Moli's eyes flashed. Still looking at him, he said and helped the villain.

"Why? Is it wrong to fall in love with her? Yes, I'm her cousin, but I, I'm ......."

When he said this, he thought that he would not hesitate to help him save the villain. But his words, Leng Mingye looked at him in shock and said, although he was helpless about the relationship between him and Wanqing, it was still difficult to let go of the emotions in his heart for her.

"Since you know it's her cousin, you can care about nothing, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care. Therefore, you must let go of this unrealistic and crazy idea in your heart. ”

Feng Moli didn't care about the shock and disbelief on his face, and said slowly, watching him explain again.

"Woo......"

Just when he hesitated in the cold night, the villain in Feng Moli's hand suddenly trembled slightly, and his face became more and more ugly. The expression on his face was so painful and desperate.

"I promise you. As long as I can make her wake up, let alone abandon my relationship with her, even if I never see her, I am willing. ”

Seeing that the villain was obviously struggling on the line of death, Leng Yingye's eyes were full of pain and despair, and he still looked at him.

"Refreshing, okay, let's save him together, you use your pure yang internal force to work on her, and I use other methods for us to save her together."

Leng Styx's eyes were obviously full of struggle, but it was still the act of rescuing his niece. Feng Mo glanced at him with deep eyes, and said that with him, the two of them were in front and behind, with their palms in front of Wan Qing in front of them, and they rescued her at that time.

Half an hour later, Feng Mo left his voice, "receive" still put his palm, Leng Mingye followed and retracted, let him go, his already injured body was weak and fell straight back, the expression on his face was even paler and weaker than before.

"Master......" The moment he fell backwards with him, Qingfeng Baiyu followed forward and shouted in panic to support him. And Feng Moli gave another palm to the villain, and as he let out a long breath, he withdrew his hand, and the villain's figure slowly fell in front of him.

"It's finally pulsating." Feng Moli held her in his arms in time, feeling her weak but finally recovering pulse, and said happily.

"It's great, it's ......," Leng Styx staggered forward when he heard him say this. When he saw the villain's weak but undulating chest, he was full of tears with joy, and said that the figure fell backwards.

"Master...... King Fengye, I beg you to save my master......"

In this situation, Qingfeng stepped forward to support him first. Seeing that he was still fainting in front of him with a pale face and weakness, and Feng Moli still got up, the two girls of the red lotus were taking off their cloaks to cover their bodies for the villain, and they pleaded with him with Bai Yu in their eyes for help.

"I was already injured and spent ten years of my skills to force poison for Qing'er, and my body was too weak and I fainted temporarily. He took the pill, one a day, and after a month, the poison of rosemary in his body was resolved. What this king said just now was just to test how deep his feelings for Qing'er were. Although they are cousins, his appearance is not at all like King Ji, but like a person who is familiar to this king. You can go back and ask your lord if your master is his own son. Okay, let's go back. I didn't think that the night charm was not dead, but such a thing happened. Now it's finally peaceful. ”

Feng Moli followed and stepped forward to caress the veins of the cold night, looking at the strand of white hair that appeared in front of his sideburns. Thinking about the ten years of youth he spent for his niece, he reached into his sleeve and took out a bottle and handed it to the two.

Seeing that the two of them took over and fed one to Leng Styx, they explained to them lightly about their previous behavior, and said that although the two of them looked confused, they nodded and left with Leng Styx, and then said to the two girls of Red Lotus, personally picked up Wanqing and left.

"Okay." Seeing Feng Moli holding the villain like this, the figure jumped into a sedan chair that followed in mid-air, and the two girls of the red lotus followed and flew forward, drifting away.

Qingfeng and Bai Yu picked up the cold night, and the two left.

"Wait, Bai Yu, what did you mean by what the Wind Night King just said? Isn't the master the son of the prince? This ......"

Qingfeng and the others hugged him forward, and halfway through, they suddenly remembered what Feng Moli had told them. You must know that the master has been devastated by the poison of the incense over the years, and now he has finally been relieved. It should have been relieved, but thinking about Feng Mo's words before leaving, Qing Feng suddenly stopped and looked at Bai Yu and guessed.

"I really don't know. However, we followed the master at a very young age, and the prince treated him like a treasure, if he was not the son of the prince, is this possible? ”

Qingfeng's words, Bai Yu followed and remembered Feng Moli's words. Although they were full of confusion, they could think of the way the prince loved his master more than the second son in their memory. To say that the master is not his child is hard to believe.

"This matter is strange, it seems that the only way to wait for the master to wake up and let him go to investigate. However, before the Fengye King, could it be that he already knew that his master's feelings for Princess Qingya were not ordinary, so he tested him so much? ”

Bai Yu was confused, thinking about what they had heard. Qing Feng hugged Leng Styx and muttered in confusion, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously about Feng Moli's previous behavior.

"Maybe, let's take the master back first. Everything will only be determined when he wakes up. ”

Qingfeng said this, thinking about the master's feelings that only the two of them were clear. Although Bai Yu was also gloomy about the discordant and touching feelings between the master and Miss Mu Er, he still sighed lightly, and the two of them pulled their legs and walked towards King Ji's mansion. (To be continued.) )