168. A thought arises

Although there was a little accident halfway, under the gag of the master of ceremonies and the incorruptible tongue, everything never happened, pretending to return to normal.

Feng Yiling finally married Mo Xinyu and made a promise that he would like to be a couple for the rest of his life. Everyone applauded and envied, and it was a couple of natural couples.

When Feng Siyue sent the congratulatory gift, Mo Tong had already been sent back to the ink house by Lu Xiao, because she suddenly vomited blood and fainted.

Qin Anzhu wanted to follow, but he was stopped by Mo Khotan, so he could only be forced to stay at the wedding scene.

As for Feng Weiyang, he was stared to death by the attendants on the side of Mo Khotan (body shēn) to prevent thieves, and he had no chance to get out of (body shēn) at all.

The ink pupil was removed because of the scattered tarsal bone nail on his neck, and the surging spiritual power could not find a way to vent and rushed straight to his brain, and it didn't take long for him to have a high fever, which tossed the two old mothers and Lu Xiao who were waiting in the ink pavilion.

Lu Xiao, who was secretly unhappy because his sweetheart married someone else, wished that Mo Tong would be burned to death at this moment!

Because Mo Tong burned too badly and vomited blood, most of the waiters and doctors in the house almost stayed at the wedding scene just in case. Although the rest of them were mobilized to the Ink Pavilion, they were still helpless.

In addition, when he called Mo Khotan and no one answered, Lu Xiao had two big heads! Although I wanted her to die, I couldn't see a single life just gone, so I had no choice but to drive to the research institute and ask Dr. Huang to come and have a look.

As soon as Lu Xiao left, the mother-in-law and girls in the room each picked their own picks, and left the ink pavilion secretly. The eldest lady is married, but they are waiting for the dead here, unlucky, unlucky!

When Lu Xiao came back, in addition to Mo Tong, there were two old mothers sitting on the sofa watching TV. And Mo Tong still had a high fever, and his eyes were closed like a watering can, vomiting blood everywhere.

Huang Yi put down the box and went into the inner room to check the ink pupil for a while. As he expected, the legendary Mo's Pupil finally appeared!

It was midnight when Feng Yiling and Mo Xinyu returned to the ink house.

Because the Feng clan's clan is in the empire, and the Mo clan is in Germany, there is still some distance between them. So the two did not return to China immediately on the night of their wedding, nor did they go on a honeymoon trip, and Feng Yiling was even more rare and obedient and followed Mo Xinyu back to Mo's house.

On the wedding night, the ability to ** is worth a thousand gold, but it is slightly concluded because Mo Xinyu is too drunk to fall (bed chuáng) and sleep.

Seeing Mo Xinyu fall asleep, Feng Yiling breathed a sigh of relief and called a maid to scrub and change clothes for him.

The West Garden Chang (春chūn) Building, where Mo Xinyu lives, is facing the East Garden Ink Pavilion of Mo Tong, and Feng Yiling stands by the window and opens the curtains to see the figures in the ink pavilion opposite.

The person who can almost pour out most of the Mo family's manpower in this night is none other than the pupil of the Mo family.

Watching Lu Xiao drive away, Feng Yiling magnified his senses, and did not find that there were masters nearby, thinking that Mo Khotan was still there to be polite to those people. It's good that he didn't come back, just because he created the opportunity.

Seeing that the waiters had finished cleaning up, Feng Yiling ordered to go down, and they were already resting and were not allowed to disturb, so the waiters were ordered to retreat respectfully. Wait for everyone to go away

, Feng Yiling turned off the lights, opened the window and jumped into the air, disappearing into the vast night.

In the ink pavilion, the ink pupil lies on the (bed chuáng), like an abandoned puppet doll, lifeless. From time to time, the blood that spurted from her mouth and nose stained the bunk, pillows, and even the headboard and dresser on one side—everywhere, shockingly.

The two old mothers were still watching TV and eating melon seeds outside, Huang Yi was swiping his mobile phone, and Feng Yiling didn't have the heart to care about them. His heart and his spirit are all on the body of the ink pupil.

Feng Yiling walked to Mo Tong's (bed chuáng) and sat down, reached out and gently touched Mo Tong's face, and the skin temperature was extremely hot.

Qin Anmoxibustion said that the scattered tarsal bone nail on Mo Tong's neck had been pulled out, and she would vomit blood in a coma, most likely because the spiritual power surging in her body could not be released, and the road was impassable, and the qi and blood were surging. And his main task is to pull out the scattered soul tarsal bone nail in Mo Tong's hand, so that the spiritual power can be vented.

Raising Mo Tong's left hand, he was twice thinner than when he met before, and he looked like skin and bones, with abrupt muscles and bones. Feng Yiling felt a sharp pain in his heart, what kind of (day) did Mo Tong spend in the past three months when he was brought into the Mo family! It was good at the time, why do you look like you are driving the crane west at any time now?!

At this moment, he really wanted to disappear to the ends of the earth with the ink pupil, and no one could find him.

Unfortunately, things have backfired.

Feng Yiling condensed the enchantment, and the blue space fixed Mo Pupil's arm in the air, and with the injection of Feng Yiling's spiritual power, some black substance slowly seeped out of her skin. As more and more black matter seeped out, the barrier gradually dimmed.

Seeing the painful look on Mo Tong's face, Feng Yiling's hand shook accidentally, and the silky and smoke-like substance that had just seeped out burrowed back into Mo Tong's arm at a speed visible to the eye. Mo Tong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood three meters away, and half of his life was gone, and he was like a gossamer, ready to return to the west.

Feng Yiling's heart was full of guilt, and he was so frightened by this stubble that he didn't dare to come out, trying to control the stability of the enchantment between his hands. Slowly, the smoky black substance seeped out again, and gradually condensed into an extremely fine black needle about 4 cm long.

When there was no longer any black substance oozing out, Feng Yiling removed the ink pupil's hand and began to compress the enchantment, the black needle seemed to have a freak of life, and it kept banning back and forth in the enchantment, turning into a root needle for a while, a root worm for a while, and a ball for a while......

This kind of scattered soul tarsal bone nail formed by the spell mark technique, unless it is a spell to remove, otherwise the external force is forced to remove, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will backfire.

But once it is out of the host, it is extremely easy to deal with. Feng Yiling directly compressed the enchantment to the size of a fingernail, and the black substance was also compressed to a disembodied body, and in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore and exploded and dispersed.

Feng Yiling's side had just finished solving the tarsal nail, and the ink pupil, who was still in a coma, closed his eyes and vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

Looking at the ink pupils that had almost become transparent, Feng Yiling's heart was moved, and he also spat blood. Probably spitting is healthier.

After all, he still broke his promise to his master and hurt her! Sadness for no reason, Feng Yiling involuntarily leaned down (body shēn) and kissed Mo Tong's face, that kind of restraint made him

The pain in my heart was even more intense, and I almost couldn't breathe!

In the early years, when he left the master's school, the master had made him swear a poisonous oath. If you can't protect your ink pupils in this life, you must not be able to (love) her, even if you are on her, you can't let her know, otherwise, you will not die well.

Yes, he also felt that if he couldn't protect her all her life, (love) was harm.

But where can such a thing be controlled?

When she woke up from a long slumber in her youth, her star-like eyes were so bright, her delicate features were like a doll's, and her voice was low, like a feather crossing her chest, "Who are you?" ”

"Where is this?"

He smiled slightly, "I'm your senior brother." ”

Since she woke up, most of the time she was in a daze that saw through the world, and after gradually getting acquainted with each other, she would also smile at him, like the beauty of a flower blooming in a moment, so blinded to his eyes.

Perhaps (love ài) is to take root from there.

Although he swore a poisonous oath, although he suppressed his mind, his thoughts did not decrease by half a point with the passage of time, and even became more and more intense, such as the poison in (身shēn). Every time they met, he wanted to tell her those unknown words, but every time the words came to his lips, he was afraid that it would only increase her trouble.

It dragged on and on until the master left suddenly, and the shackles that limited his sense of affection seemed to disappear along with it. Under the weak water court, she fell from the sky, and her thoughts for four years were numerically realized. She's still her, but with long hair and more like a delicate doll. His feelings for her are simply uncontrollable, and he wants to be trapped underwater for the rest of his life. And she quietly disappeared without saying goodbye.

The master said that they are not people of the same world after all, and this is true. He is tired of the worldliness of the family, and she is a lonely goose.

When they met again four years later, he was suddenly afraid that if he didn't tell her again, he wouldn't have a chance, but he didn't expect to meet Qin Anmoxibustion and insert a foot in the middle.

Providence!

Mo Tong also seems to like Qin Anmoxibustion!

This kind of cognition completely cut Feng Yiling's heart in half, but he didn't expect the Mo clan to also take advantage of the fire to rob. In Sifang City, the Mo clan appeared, and Mo Tong was taken away by them, but he had nothing to do! And after that, his mother actually arranged for him to enter the marriage between the Mo clan and Mo Xinyu, and he must obey without resistance, just because this is the position of the patriarch of the Feng clan.

The fate of the world is always so complicated.

He (loves) her, but he wants to marry her twice! As the clan elders once predicted, with his natural ability, he was not suitable to be the patriarch of the Feng clan and take charge of the Feng clan. All this is the minister's, and he has caused the minister to fall asleep to this day!

As soon as the thought arises, the vicissitudes of life.

Feng Yiling wiped the blood from Mo Tong's face, touched her hair, and then raised her right hand.

With the first experience, the second time to concoct the same method. Just dispersed the scattered soul tarsal nail on the right hand of the ink pupil, and in his divine sense, he noticed that countless spiritual power masters were approaching, and Feng Yiling immediately covered his breath and walked out of the ink pavilion.

It is said that Qin Anmoxibustion is really a crow's mouth, and he said that he can only get rid of two, but it is really only two.

Khotan once

came, listened to the waiter's report, and Lu Xiao went to the research institute to invite Huang Yi.

As soon as he heard Huang Yi's name, Mo Tian was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately went straight to Mo Ge.

Huang Yi, who kept walking around in the hall to relieve the anxiety in his heart, saw Mo Tianji, and the whole person was obviously stunned for a moment, and then forcibly stepped forward to salute Mo Tianji, and said, "Sir, you are back." ”

Mo Tian's face was cold, and he went straight to the inner room without stopping, and asked as he walked, "How is Hitomi-chan?" ”

Huang Yi followed Mo Tianji's steps, his face was burnt, "The high fever does not go away, and the vomiting blood does not stop." ”

"It's a manifestation of the clash of spiritual powers."

Mo Tian frowned, pushed open the door, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight in. The blood sprinkled everywhere stung Mo Khotan's eyes painfully. The ink pupil lies on the (bed chuáng), and there is qi in and out, as if he is dead, and the person becomes transparent.

Mo Tian let out a long breath and looked around, "Where is Lu Xiao?" ”

(End of chapter)