"Conditions?" Mo Gongyin glanced at Long Fei coldly, his expression was arrogant, the corners of his lips pulled slightly, and he sneered: "You are not qualified to negotiate any conditions with me, and you don't have any bargaining chips to threaten me, whether you let go of Bei Nianchen has nothing to do with me, and he doesn't need me to save him, as for that person, his martial arts can completely kill all your people." ”

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze and looked at Nancheng Xun, who was fighting with the white-clothed killer on the other side.

She wasn't worried about him at all, and he didn't need her to worry about it.

Long Fei's body did not move, his eyes flashed, he glanced at her throat, pursed his lips and smiled bitterly: "In that case? Then why do you hurt yourself and force me? ”

Mo Gongyin noticed his approach, and couldn't help but take two steps back, widening the distance between the two, "Do I force you?" I'm pushing myself. ”

The silver needle in his hand pierced a few points, and there was already bright red blood spilling out of the flesh.

Seeing her self-harming herself like this, Long Fei narrowed his eyes, and a touch of pain appeared on his face, and he murmured helplessly: "Ling'er, why are you so angry with me?" You know that I also have my mission and responsibility, and I have to do those things as a last resort. Even if the whole world can't understand me, you should be the one who knows me best? ”

After all, they have known each other, and they have known each other for a long time, a full ten years.

Mo Gongyin sneered self-deprecatingly: "I understand you, I understand you very much, and I understand that in order to become the emperor, you can unscrupulously push me step by step into your well-designed layout, as your pawn, playing the clown in the story." How good do you think I am? I understand all of this! ”

Long Fei was stunned for a moment, his amber eyes darkened, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Why are you using these words to anger me......"

"Why am I mad at you? Why should I be angry with you? You don't overestimate yourself. By the way, didn't I forget to congratulate you, so you are unwilling. Mo Gongyin's movements remained unchanged, staring at him with an unusually cold gaze, and mocking: "Okay! I congratulate you, congratulations on becoming the emperor, congratulations on marrying the queen, it's okay! Now can you let us go? ”

"Do you still care that I married Jin Liancheng?"

Mo Gongyin pursed his lips, the needle in his throat hurt very much, and he glanced at Nancheng Xun, who was still fighting, and stretched out his other hand in front of him, blinking weakly: "Don't be entangled, I really don't care who you marry?" With whom. ”

She really doesn't care anymore, she doesn't even feel the pain, and she cares who he marries or not?

It's just that he's thinking too much!

"Ling'er......" Long Fei looked at her, her face was pale, and the bloody clothes on her body made her petite her look even more embarrassed, a trace of heartache flashed in her heart, she took a step forward, and sighed faintly, "You say, what do you want me to do before you can forgive me?" to come back to me. ”

He knew that those things had broken her heart completely.

But he is willing to make up for it with his last life!

Seeing him slowly striding over, Mo Gongyin's heart tightened, he took a deep breath, and tried his best to keep himself calm, "Don't talk about it, I don't want to hear it." You simply don't know what I need most? Don't you know what I want most? That being the case, there is no need for us to go on. ”

Long Fei stepped forward to grab her dangling hand, and said eagerly: "I know what you want, as long as you are willing to give me a chance to redeem it, I can make it up to you now, and I will immediately abolish the position of queen after returning to the palace, and you will be my queen in the future, the only queen." ”

"The Queen?" Mo Gongyin's eyes lit up, he lowered his hand, sneered coldly, and laughed out of tears: "Do you think that my Mo Gongling likes you, stammers you, and obeys you?" Is it for your queenship? No, you're wrong, I've never been rare with that ethereal thing. Since you think that queen position is a fragrant bait, you can keep it! Leave it to others. ”

Why it came to this moment, he still didn't understand.

And use these things to negotiate terms with her? She's that vulgar?

Long Fei smiled slightly bitterly, and his smile was full of helpless pity: "Don't be angry, okay?" If you don't like the queen's position, it's okay, you can stay by my side and continue to be the right envoy of the dragon clan, okay? ”

Mo Gongyin's heart was cold, and he roared expressionlessly: "It's not good...."

He was stunned, and a trace of pain flashed on his face: "Then what do you want me to do?" ”

"Let's go, don't send anyone after us." Mo Gongyin looked at him, his eyes wandered, Nancheng Xun was still entangled with those white-clothed people, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "Don't make me hate you more....."

She slowly looked at Long Fei again, looking at the gentle and handsome face in front of her, familiar eyebrows and eyes, familiar facial features, the past is vivid, but now it is no longer human.

He's no longer her fly, he's ...... Emperor of the Dynasty!

Between the two, there is not only a sea of blood and hatred separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but also a Jin Liancheng!

He and her, never going back.

After a while, Long Fei laughed at himself, "Stop....", staring at her, raised his hand and said loudly.

As soon as his words fell, the men in white put away their offensive and stopped. Seeing this, Nancheng Xun turned his head sideways and flew to Mo Gongyin's side, catching a glimpse of her throat already bleeding, and he was furious.

"..... of the Ink Palace"

"Let's go ....." Mo Gongyin glared at Long Fei, his expression was broken, his posture remained unchanged, the silver needle in his hand was pressed against his throat, and the other hand grabbed Nan Chengxun's wrist and stepped back.

After such a fuss, their whereabouts have been completely exposed, and the onlookers did not dare to make a sound, hiding in the dark and watching them fight.

Long Fei's tall figure stood in place, frowning and watching the two of them gradually disappear at the end of the street.

Mo Gongyin retreated to the mouth of an alley and let go of Nancheng Xun's hand, and the silver needle against his throat was also withdrawn, although it was not fatal, it was very painful, and it was difficult to speak.

"Mo Gong ......" Nancheng Xun's face sank, and he was worried about stabilizing her.

"Can you hold me?" Mo Gongyin raised his eyes and looked at him weakly.

"Yes." Nancheng Xun let out a low groan, picked her up, jumped onto the wall of the alley, skimmed over the city wall, and headed towards the south of the city.

Qingli Town, south of the city, it was already dark when Nancheng Xun brought Mo Gongyin here, he did not choose a guest house, but found a farmhouse near the city to live.

This farmer family is two old people living together, and when they saw Nancheng Xun knocking on the door with Mo Gongyin, who was covered in blood, they were all startled, and they let them stay when they were pitiful.

In the house, Mo Gongyin was lying on the bed, and Nancheng Xun took a piece of silver and asked the old woman to prepare a change of clothes for her.

The two old men prepared the bath water and a change of clothes for him and brought him into the house, and then they withdrew, and gave them two something to eat.

Mo Gongyin on the bed looked sluggish, and looked at the roof with his eyes open.

Nancheng Xun scrubbed her body, carefully bandaged the wounds on her legs and throat, and changed into an old woman's somewhat rough clothes, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He's been on the verge of becoming her slave lately, bathing, dressing, and that one thing he doesn't do?

Mo Gongyin lay quietly, but he was completely immersed in his consciousness, remembering what Mo Gongxuan said in the inn.

Every word is always so clear, and it echoes in her mind so unrelentingly.

It seemed to have been deeply imprinted in that memory, making her powerless to resist.

"You are just a pawn of your father from the beginning to the end, a secret killing weapon, a killing machine that will destroy yourself and even the whole world at any time......"

"Do you know why you're afraid of thunder? Do you know why your internal forces suddenly explode at the most critical moment? Will the eyes be bloodthirsty and red through the eyes? Consciousness will gradually be swallowed up, and there is only one thought in the mind, and that is to kill. ”

"I will keep killing, killing until the end, and I will die of exhaustion! Covered in blood, hands full of blood...... Hahaha......"

"Hahaha..... Don't listen, for the king wants you to listen. This king wants you to pay for this kind of heart-piercing pain, Mo Gongling, you shouldn't be born in this world, and so many people die for you. You probably don't know yet? If a man is caught in a demon call, the man will slowly lose his hair and his skin and flesh will fall off. And what about women? But to lose the right to be a mother forever is to be sterilized. ”

Killing machines?

Neutering?

Originally, she thought that Long Fei's abandonment had made her feel heartbroken, but she didn't expect that after exposing her father, it would hurt her even more.

It turns out that he is really so disgusting, even his biological father treats him like this, so why do you have to live hard?

Just like Mo Gongxuan said, if you are uncomfortable and wronged, you can choose to die!

What is there to feel sorry for, this is her life? Who can blame it? Who is to blame?

She lay quietly on the bed, but her heart was bitter, her heart was crying blood, and the pain had already spread to the extreme.

Nancheng Xun brought in the hot porridge cooked by the old woman, and when he approached the bedside, he saw her in tears, and he was shocked.

"Ink Palace.... Why are you crying? Does it hurt there? Tell me? ”

Hearing his anxious voice, she slowly rolled her empty eyes, looked sideways at him, and opened her mouth: "I'm going to drink......"

"You have a wound on your body, and it is not good to drink alcohol, so drink some hot porridge." Nancheng sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the bowl and brought it to her lips with a spoon.

"I'm going to drink." Mo Gongyin stared at him with a firm gaze, repeating again.

Nancheng's eyes were dark, and when she saw the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her heart suddenly throbbed.

The two of you look at me and I look at you.

One is deep, the other is persistent.

After a long silence, he put down the bowl in his hand, got up and stood up, "Okay, I'll get it for you." "Walked out of the room.

"Thank you." Mo Gongyin said lightly, then turned his head again and continued to stare at the roof.

Not long after, Nancheng Xun came back from the outside, carrying a pot of rice wine in his hand, this kind of farmhouse-made wine, which is very dense.

Hearing his footsteps coming back from outside, Mo Gongyin turned over, sat on the bed, and stretched out his hand towards Nan Chengxun.

Nancheng Xun put the wine in her palm, Mo Gongyin took the wine and walked to the window, sat down slowly against the wall, and began to drink it by herself.

"If there's something unhappy in your heart, tell me, and I'm willing to listen to all your unhappiness." Nancheng Xun walked over, sat beside her, and whispered sideways.

Mo Gongyin took a sip of wine, feeling that the whole person became more and more sober the more he drank.