361. Extracutaneous wounds

Even though the soft touch passed through her palm, she didn't have the strength to hold him.

However, Feng Mingchen took two steps and then dragged Mo Tong back, looking at Qu Jinmo, who was tearful and the world collapsed, leaned over, smiled slightly, not bewitching, "I'm not your ninth brother, but you can call me your tenth brother." ”

Listening to Feng Mingchen's words, Qu Jinmo was desperate and confused, and before she could figure out why nine would become ten, Feng Mingchen had already dragged Mo Tong all the way away.

Looking at Shi Shiran's elegant back, Qu Jinmo blinked his blurred eyes and squeezed out the tears accumulated inside.

She was in tears that affected her vision, but when she looked at it again, her elegant and free back was still there. That man, not only is his height and posture exactly the same as Feng Yiling's, but even his walking posture and even some of Feng Yiling's small habits look similar.

Thinking of the eyebrows and eyes engraved in her heart for hundreds of days and nights, as she saw just now, Qu Jinmo really couldn't believe that that man was not her ninth brother Feng Yiling.

If he is not Feng Yiling, who should he be?

Can there really be two identical leaves in the world?

Why did he ask her to call him Brother Ten?

Could it be Feng Yiling's brother?

In the Feng family, Feng Yiling belongs to the Feng clan. And in his vein, except for Feng Yange who is his brother, she has never heard of him having other brothers?

Isn't it because his brain was frostbitten by the ice and snow in the ancestral tomb, so he was delirious and crazy, and he didn't remember his identity? Still, he just deliberately came to anger her! Knowing that she loved him like his life, he deliberately made such an intimate act with that ink pupil to break her heart?

Thinking of this, Qu Jinmo's tears were a little uncontrollable.

This is a sad spring, even if the sky is warm and the spring is infinite, it can't erase the ice and snow in her heart. Probably it was not Feng Yiling and Mo Tong who were frozen by frost in the ancestral tomb mountain, but her!

The cold from head to toe made Qu Jinmo tremble, seeing Qu Jinmo's eyes teary-eyed again, and the pear blossoms brought rain, Anan hurriedly comforted her, begging her not to cry, not to hurt her eyes.

Qu Jinmo didn't want to cry, but he couldn't stop the surging sadness. Anan had no choice but to cry with her, and at the same time helped her to the pavilion next to the Yayuan, after all, it was not a matter to cry like this at the entrance of the Yayuan, and it hurt at the same time.

In the pavilion, Qu Jinmo cried for half an hour, until his two eyes swollen into bubbles, and he stopped crying and calmed down a little.

"Anan, who is that person?"

That person naturally referred to Feng Mingchen whom they met just now. A Nan is also a veteran who has been waiting for Qu Jinmo for a long time, and just based on her question, she knew what she meant, so she reported all the news she had inquired about recently.

"I heard that it is the younger brother of the head of the family, Feng Mingchen."

"Heard? The younger brother of the head of the house? Why haven't I seen it before? ”

"The slave maid didn't know, but I only heard from a few sisters in the lady's room that this master had been raised abroad by the lady and only came back a few days ago."

"He just came back a few days ago, isn't he really the ninth brother?"

"Yes."

Why isn't it Brother Jiu, who also likes to drag that ink pupil? What kind of magic does Mo Tong have, not only does the ninth brother like it, but even this tenth brother who suddenly appeared seems to like it?

Why did Mo Tong become a blind man who was blind, or was he so harmful? Do they just like a blind man who is blind and will not find her beautiful? Are the people of the world blind, or are they not blind at all?

Of course, only the world itself knows whether or not this person has long eyes, or what kind of eyes he has.

Besides, Mo Tong was dragged out of Yayuan by Feng Mingchen and wanted to go to his courtyard. Where is it difficult to walk along this road, Feng Mingchen dragged her to where to go.

When she went out in Yayuan, she didn't have time to put on her shoes, because the stones and thorns along the way stepped wildly, not only the soles of her feet were cold, but also full of foot injuries.

Mo Tong had every reason to suspect that Feng Mingchen did all this on purpose, but she didn't know the cause of this deliberate resentment.

Through direct contact with each other, Mo Tong read Feng Mingchen's past. From his birth to his injury and sleep, from his ignorance to his ignorance to waking up at this time, none of her ink pupils or surnamed Mo have any intersection with him, let alone his life, and he does not have a golden bloodline, how can they hate and resent!

The only thing they have in common is Feng Yiling.

Is it because of Feng Yiling?

To be honest, in her life, Feng Yiling was the best for her besides Wei Qi.

From the first encounter, she jumped from the seventeenth floor, fell in front of them and burst her brain, he was threatened by Wei Qi, and worked tirelessly to warm her bed and freshen up, and after half a year, she gradually recovered, and he still worked tirelessly to warm her bed and feed her. Although they had only been together on a desert island for only a few years, he did all that an old mother could do.

I almost didn't prepare a dowry for her.

Later, she was disgusted by Wei Qi and kicked out of the desert island, although they each swore that they would never see each other or disturb each other. Fate still let them meet.

Whether they have their own directions or goals, he still takes care of her quite well, whether it is the city of the four directions, or in the face of the Mo clan, when she is in danger, he does his best to help.

If there is still a debt, it is probably that she owes him a little more.

At that time, the fire burned the Mo clan, if it wasn't for her spiritual power that went out of control, it wouldn't have destroyed his spiritual power and hurt his heart. Although some time ago, she used her rope life and even innocence to help him completely awaken the power of the golden bloodline. But the traces of that dark time on his heart are afraid that he will not be able to erase them for a lifetime.

If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't Feng Yiling, maybe after burning the Mo clan, he would have ended himself. After all, there are a few people who can accept that they have fallen from the pride of the sky to a quagmire and become a dog-

However, all this is a matter between her and Feng Yiling, and it is about him Feng Mingchen!

Could it be that he is fighting for Feng Yiling?

Mo Pupil, who had been pierced to his feet by thorns again, stopped, and at the same time shook off Feng Mingchen's hand. It may be that she shook her hand too suddenly, Feng Mingchen was not prepared at all, and she was really dumped by her.

The feeling of his hand being suddenly thrown away made Feng Mingchen really startled for a moment, but when he turned around and saw Mo Tong standing on tiptoe, he felt a little funny.

In particular, the scar on that foot made him feel quite happy.

"Stand still and do what?"

"Wait for me to hug you?"

"I'm afraid you're thinking a little too much, it's just a little skin injury, or you won't die!"

It was indeed just a little skin injury, lighter than any injury she had ever suffered before, and it would have been fatal, but it was painful, more painful than any previous injury!

I think it's probably because people are weak, so getting hurt at all feels like it's fatal.

"Why, still refusing to move? Are you really waiting for me to come? ”

"Hehe, Mo Tong, I'm not an elder brother, but I won't pity Xiangyu!"

"You women's tricks won't work with me!"

"I'll count to three, come over right away, or I'll do it myself, you know the result!"

Feng Mingchen said solemnly, but unfortunately Mo Tong was indifferent, still standing on tiptoe, there is a posture that I want to see how you do it yourself, and what the consequences are.

After all, judging from her current condition, what could be worse! If there is, I am afraid that there will only be a death in Huangquan, this is the result!

Obviously, Feng Mingchen would not let her die easily, because he said that it would be too cheap for her, and he couldn't be cheap for her!

If you don't want to cheapen her, then you will have to be tortured. Torture that is not aimed at killing is not called torture.

In the past, there were the major perverted elimination moves of the Mo family [Pupil Heart Pavilion], and then there was Mo Xinyu's inexplicable nerves and crazy abuse, and now this Feng Mingchen belongs to which level, only by seeing and seeing can we know!

"Ink Pupil, you're really—"

"Looking for death—"

Feng Mingchen's voice was not closed, and the compartment grabbed it with five fingers.

Although the ink pupil was sealed with spiritual power by the Ice Tree Banshee, it was also the second time that he was blind, and his ability to hear and distinguish the position, touch and see the scene was becoming more and more perfect. As soon as Feng Mingchen pinched over, she bent over sideways and dodged to the side, and at the same time kicked Feng Mingchen in the face with a quick roundabout kick.

She was sealed with spiritual power, but the ability to fight in vain that she had been trained by Wei Qi for several years and honed on all sides of the [Jianghu] was not fake. Feng Mingchen, who was a little caught off guard, was accidentally kicked.

After Mo Tong succeeded in kicking, he took advantage of the situation, kicked Feng Mingchen's chest and jumped back a foot away, and at the same time threw out the machete in the bracelet, preparing to fight Feng Mingchen to the death.

Yes, a fight to the death.

Her ink pupils were unfortunately sealed with spiritual power and lost her eyes, but she did not lose her braincase, and she was not mentally retarded to be bullied. Anyway, they all have insoluble grievances between them, and sooner or later there will be a battle, and the late war is not as good as the current war. The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out, and it is very good to solve it at one time.

Besides, the task she should have completed in this world has also been completed, although she did not crush Wei Qi's demon bead with her own hands, but she also knew where it went-

Damn, I knew that in the ancestral tomb mountain, I should still insist that Feng Yiling take down the demon bead for her to crush it, so as to save a demon bead, Nima also had an inexplicable grudge.

Could it be that Wei Qi's demon bead is the same as Mingfei's demon bead, in fact, she doesn't like her?

It shouldn't be!

Feng Mingchen glanced down at the red and clear bloody footprints on his chest, and then glanced at the ink pupil holding the machete horizontally, the expression on his face was as ugly as it was, and he couldn't wait to swallow the ink pupil raw.

"Mo Tong, are you looking for death?"

Hearing the sound of Feng Mingchen gritting his teeth, Mo Tong shook his head, "Unfortunately, I'm not looking for you!" ”

The words were not speculative for more than half a sentence, and almost as soon as Mo Tong's voice fell, Feng Mingchen swept over. Mo Tong is good at fighting, although his kung fu foundation is good, and his skills are extremely athletic, but unfortunately he still suffers the loss of no spiritual power and blindness.

Feng Mingchen just flicked his fingers, using a small spatial static realm to block and cut off all sounds and energy transmission, and then the ghost made a god to cross the spatial restriction and appear directly behind Mo Tong, and with a pinch of one hand, he choked the back of Mo Tong's fateful neck.