"Subordinates take orders!" The middle-aged man clenched his fists and bowed his head.

"Go ahead." Uncle Yiheng waved his hand.

"The subordinates retired." After that, the middle-aged man looked around and found that there was no one, so he shrank his head and left this secluded place.

He is the eyeliner that King Heng planted in King Ze's mansion, but he can't let others find out.

And Uncle Yiheng, after the middle-aged man left, he also touched a secluded path and left quietly.

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On the side of the rockery, when the two people were finally gone, Feng Yu suddenly covered his chest with his hand and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Hmm......" A mouthful of blood in the inner cavity dissipated, and Feng Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a painful face.

Now that she is already weak and shallow, she heard Uncle Yiheng's conspiracy just now, which made the hatred of her past life and this life surge up, disturbing her for a while.

If it weren't for the fear that Uncle Yiheng and them would find out, the qi and blood suppressed in the chest would not have endured it until now.

I really didn't expect it....

In the previous life, under the brotherhood of Uncle Yiheng and Uncle Mo Ze, there was such a sinister scene!

The incident of the anti-brake made her think that Uncle Yiheng was just dissatisfied with her.

But who would have .....

But that's all..... Does that man know?

"Xiang'er ....." Just as Feng Xiang was contemplating his eyebrows, a call suddenly sounded behind him that was so low that he couldn't hear his joy and anger at all.

"Forehead ....." Hearing this, Feng Yan's first reaction was to shrink his neck.

No way, the air pressure in this tone is terrifying!

The turtle shrank for a while, and Feng Yan turned his head timidly.

It's just that.....

She never expected that the person who was still talking in her heart just now would really appear in front of her eyes at this moment!

"Uncle Mo Ze?。!" This shout.... Even Feng Yu herself didn't know what tone she was using.

Didn't she put this person to sleep?

At this time, Feng Yu had the same doubts as Xuanyi.

"You ......" But this unknown tone, coupled with Feng Yan's beautiful face that was so white and transparent, Uncle Mo Ze instantly lost his temper.

Seeing the scene of this woman vomiting blood just now, if it weren't for the pain in his arm that kept reminding him to wake up, he didn't know what he would do when he was angry.

"Why are you here?" Seeing that Uncle Mo Ze was silent, Feng Yan leaned against the rockery stone wall and asked weakly.

"Blood." Uncle Mo Ze looked at Feng Yan's hand coldly.

I don't know how hard this woman used just now, but when she got closer, her knuckles were on.... You can see the bones in tatters!

.....Hearing this, Feng Yu subconsciously wanted to put his hands behind his back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she had this idea, Uncle Mo Ze had already taken her hand, and his fingertips gently brushed around the wound, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Okay." Feng Yan said casually.

She was almost unconscious now, and she still felt pain.

"You ......" Hearing this, Uncle Mo Ze thought that Feng Xiang was forbearing, and he didn't think about it angrily, so he turned his finger and pressed Feng Yan's wound.

"What do you do?" Uncle Mo Ze pressed it like this, and the pain in her fingers made her feel a little refreshed.

But that's about it.

"It doesn't hurt?" Seeing that Feng Yu didn't even frown, Uncle Mo Ze was quite surprised.

"Why don't you try it?" Feng Yu was speechless.

She didn't have pain loss, how could she not feel pain!

"Less poverty." Uncle Mo Ze glanced at Feng Yan angrily, "What are you doing with stones?" ”

"Uh.... Have you seen them all? Feng Yan shrunk his neck.