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When Su Moliang heard this, she remembered the content of the painting, she had long held back her doubts, and now she couldn't wait to know the truth, so she asked solemnly, "Feng Moxie, who are you, why is there a portrait of Yun Qiange, and what is the relationship between you and Yun Qiange?"

Since she was hit by him, she didn't have any other concerns, so she simply asked directly.

He recited Yun Qiange in his dreams, and he painted so many portraits of her, he must have an inextricable relationship with her.

It's just that she doesn't understand, why did this woman who is related to Feng Moxie appear in her illusion?

Therefore, she wants to know the truth and everything about Yun Qiange!

Feng Moxie didn't seem to expect that she already knew about Yun Qiange's existence, and a trace of rare surprise flashed in her purple eyes, "It seems that you have also recovered the memory of your previous life!"

"Past life!" Hearing such words, Su Moliang's head seemed to explode like a thunderclap, and his eyes were shattered, and his face turned pale.

She stared at Feng Moxie in disbelief, unable to bear such a blow, and shook her head in disbelief, "What a previous life! I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Now that you know the existence of Yun Qiange, you must have remembered something, so why pretend to be stupid in front of this gentleman - Yun Qiange!" In the dark, the corners of Feng Moxie's lips were lightly raised, and his heavy and low voice carried a bit of mocking coldness, and the last three words, he called very lightly and dragged it very slowly, but it fell on Su Moliang's heart, but it was a thousand gold, and she was shocked to take two steps back, and her face, which had always been calm and calm, turned blue-gray in an instant.

Yun Qian Song!

He called her Yun Qiange!

If she is Yun Qiange, then is Lou Yeyuan Jun Haocang?

Does that mean that in her previous life, she killed Jun Haocang with her own hands?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Moliang's mind suddenly echoed the curse that Lou Yeyuan had set when he died with hatred.

The roar of grief, despair, and hatred still echoed in her ears until now, like a hand, grabbing her heart so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Thinking that Jun Haocang might die in his hands in his previous life, Su Mo was as cold as cold water, his whole body was cold, and he couldn't accept it and shook his head, "No! I'm not Yun Qiange! You lie! You talk nonsense!"

Feng Moxie saw that she rejected this identity so much, her deep purple eyes swept the cold glow of sarcasm, and her cold tone seemed to be smiling, with a cold taste, "It seems that I recalled something bad." Yes, where are the good things in your memory--"

At this time, Su Moliang was greatly stimulated, his eyes were scarlet and he stared at Feng Moxie, and he gritted his teeth excitedly and shouted, "Answer me! Why did you draw a portrait of Yun Qiange, what is the relationship between you and her?"

In that illusion, she had never seen Feng Moxie, and she had no impression of the face in front of her.

Therefore, she didn't understand why Feng Moxie knew about her previous life, and why did she know that she was Yun Qiange!

Listening to his tone, I know a lot of things!

When Burning Sky Jun heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, sneered and said, "Didn't you ask Benjun to draw it in the first place, why did you question Benjun instead?"

Hearing this, Su Moliang suddenly remembered.

When she treated him, she asked him what he dreamed about, but he didn't say a word and didn't want to reveal it, so she suggested that he draw what he saw in his dream to vent his inner pressure.

It seems that the scenes on these paintings are all what he saw in his dreams!

It's just that the things in her previous life, why did they appear in his dreams?

"Feng Moxie, who are you, why do you dream of this, what else do you know!" Su Moliang's heart was shocked, and he was even more suspicious of his identity.

"It doesn't matter who Ben Jun is, what matters is, why did you appear in Ben Jun's study? Ben Jun remembers, I didn't summon you tonight!" Feng Moxie's low and cold voice was mixed with obvious anger.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Su Moliang's trespass into his imperial study.

When he asked this, Su Moliang suddenly remembered the purpose of her coming to the study.

Thinking that Lin Wan'er's life was on the verge and she urgently needed an antidote, she could only temporarily endure the doubts in her heart, try to calm herself, and said seriously, "I'm here to find an antidote, you hurry up and hand over Lin Wan'er's antidote!"

"What antidote?" Feng Moxie frowned slightly, a little puzzled by her words.

When Su Moliang heard such a rhetorical question, anger suddenly surged in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Mo Evil, it's all at this juncture, are you still going to pretend to be stupid!"

Feng Moxie narrowed his eyes, frowned and asked, "Benjun didn't poison her, how can I say the antidote?"

"Feng Mo Evil, when are you going to pretend, Lin Wan'er was hit by your pupil technique, and now she is dying, you still dare to quibble!" Su Moliang was so angry by his attitude that his breath stagnated, and he couldn't bear to scold.

"Hit the pupil technique?" Feng Moxie gradually understood when he heard this, but in the face of Su Moliang's accusation, his face became extremely ugly, and his voice was even colder, "Do you think this is what Benjun did?"

"In this Nine Shadows Domain, only you have the rare secret technique of the Pupil Technique, if it's not you, who else can it be!" Su Mo snorted angrily, his tone full of disgust.

Hearing this, Feng Moxie's face sank suddenly, and his purple eyes suddenly shot out a cold murderous aura, and then his body swept away, and he suddenly approached Su Moliang's body and grabbed her neck.

At this time, as if he had been stimulated by something, his expression became extremely hideous, staring at Su Moliang gloomily, and his voice was so depressed that it was breathless, "In your eyes, am I really so despicable and so heinous?"

Although Su Moliang couldn't resist him, his expression was so stubborn that he refused to bow his head, and looked back at his gloomy gaze with resentment, "You know very well in your heart, why bother asking me!"

Receiving the surging hatred from those black eyes, Feng Moxie's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and a tingling pain surged up, and his handsome face was as white as paper.

At this time, he was irritated by Su Moliang's abnormal mania, and even increased the strength in his hand, gritting his teeth and roaring, "It's this kind of look again! From the past to the present, it will always be this kind of look in the face of me!

The corners of Su Moliang's lips grinned sarcastically, and he replied coldly, "You injured Jun Haocang and imprisoned me here, it's hard not to hate you!"

"Jun Haocang! It's Jun Haocang again! From before to now, you only have Jun Haocang in your eyes! You look at me, the man standing in front of you is Feng Moxie, not Jun Haocang! You show me clearly!" Feng Moxie's angry roar was deafening, and even Su Moliang was startled by his fierce reaction.

"Feng Moxie, are you crazy!" Su Moliang didn't understand what kind of stimulation he was subjected to, and he would have such a big reaction.

"Yes, I'm crazy, I know you hate me so much, I know you hate me so much-" The corners of Feng Moxie's mouth hooked up a sad sneer, and he muttered to himself in despair.