Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"Yeah." Mo Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Nalan Yuyu deeply, whispering.

Putting the body in place, Mo Qingfeng returned to Qingxin Pavilion, Fu Xiaxia told her that the EU had a good bath, and woke up, waiting for her in the cabin of the Qingxin Pavilion.

When I came to the backyard, I didn't walk into the cabin and smelled the flowers in the air. The ink winds like flowers. The backyard of the front yard is full of all kinds of flowers and plants.

The backyard is beautifully landscaped, with continuous peaks, mountains and green trees, fresh air, blooming flowers in the courtyard, rockeries and mountains, and thousands of trees.

Walking into the cabin, it is not the smell of flowers, but a little bit of herbal smell.

In the wooden house, the EU Teng is still lying on his bamboo chair, and Adong Anan is always with him.

The EU has been so close that it has closed its eyes. Since it is sick, the spirit is not good. It always wants to sleep. It is afraid that once you go to sleep, you can't wake up again. He just closed his eyes and didn't dare to sleep.

Hearing the door slammed, he slammed open the double sputum that was swollen into a line. The red silk on the bottom of the sputum was obvious, but it was bright and shiny. The swelled body wanted to stand up, but it hurt when he moved. He frowned. Some annoyed, can't stand even standing, is he dying?

"Ink girl, what do you want me to soak? I feel much better!" At least itching, he saw a glimmer of hope!

Mo Qingfeng is indifferent and cold like ice. I thought that if Ou Tiantian killed the ten people, she would take the first life of the EU!

"What do I give you, you don't have to know, these days you are sick in the cabin, what is the need, you can talk to Xia Xia." Mo Qingfeng said, the words sound like a concern for the patient and Take care, but the tone is cold and extreme.

The EU looked at her arrogantly, this woman, will not die indifferently?

When Mo Qingfeng came over, the EU felt a strong killing intention. He glanced in his heart and looked up at her with horror.

Mo Qing wind smiles coldly, smiles and chills, watching the EU Teng is like watching a dead person.

"Why do you look at me with this kind of look?" The EU asked eagerly, how could he have a hunch that she would take his life at any time?

"European Teng, if one day you die, please remember that it is Ou's murder."

The EU was shocked: "Impossible! My grandfather won't kill me!"

"Hey!" Mo Qingfeng sneered coldly and turned to look at Fu Xiaxia: "Our young master needs what you want to satisfy him. He will not let him leave the cabin halfway, do not open the window, insist on giving him a bath. Look at it for seven days."

Fu Xixia respects the nod: "Yes, remember Xia Xia!"

"Ink girl, why can't the young master go out of the cabin half-step? Are you not under house arrest?" Adong saw the ink wind to leave, and immediately said.

Mo Qingfeng looked back and swept him coldly, touching her cold eyes, and Adong’s heart trembled.

"You can step out of the cabin," the line of sight drifted coldly to the body of the European Union: "He can't."

"Why not?" Adong asked.

Mo Qingfeng Yuhua was a little colder, too lazy to care about Adong, stepping forward, and out of the cabin.

Adong didn't want to chase after him. Suddenly, Fu Xiaxia stretched out his arms and stopped him. "Ink girl said no, it won't work. Is it that you know medicine or ink girl knows medicine? Also, the girl who does not want to answer, you It is best not to ask again!"

At noon, Nalan Yuyu came back from the outside and brought the news to Mo Qingfeng. Ou Tiantian did not know what to do with the death of Dan.

Up and down the European government is doing funeral for the EU Xuan, and the Eight Kings Palace, Princess Ling also spent the whole day with Chu Muchen, there is no suspicious place.

After listening to the wind, the light is cold and cold, and the more people who show calm, the more problematic.

At night, the Eight Kings House.

A black shadow swept through the air, his posture was stunned, and he silently fell in the bedroom where Ling also lived.

The bedroom is lit by candlelight, and the stone dragon pillar in front of the bed is also filled with a night pearl, so that the whole bedroom is like the daytime.

Ling is also a cultivator, and she has not slept, lying on the couch thinking about what happened to Qianzhitang today, and her mood is very happy.

Mo Qingfeng appeared silently in the bedroom, she didn't notice it, but suddenly there was a scent that she didn't belong to in the nose, which made her alert to improve instantly, squinting at it, not knowing when to stand in front of the bed. people.

"Who are you?" Ling was shocked, sitting up fiercely, and looked shocked at the black-faced black-eyed wind in front of him.

"I want to take you to a place." Mo Qing said coldly, the scorpion was cold, and it was a shocking sigh.

"What place? I don't know you!"

"Go to the people who were killed by you."

Ling also listened, Mei Hao flashed a touch of sorrow and guilty conscience, "I don't know what you are talking about!" Suddenly blink of an eye, shocked to see the ink wind: "You are the ink wind?"

Then, her eyes quickly swept through the window, and saw a familiar and straight figure passing through the window. I was proud of my heart and got out of bed. "I don't understand what you are saying, I have never killed anyone. Who are you going to see me?"

The mouth is a woman who is wrong!

Mo Qing looked coldly at Ling, who passed by, "Why should you pretend in front of me? I will come to you without evidence?"

Ling did not speak, walked behind her, Mei Hao flashed a touch of actuarial, she suddenly raised her hand and took it to her chest.

"Ah..." Her whole body squatted on the table, and the teapot cup on the table was instantly swept to the ground and sizzled.

Mo Qingfeng smashed into a cold, violently turned around, and the light and cold looked at Ling with a trace of incomprehensibility.

Suddenly a pain in my heart, she clung to the hand in her sleeve, damn, how could this body hurt at this time?

At this time the door was pushed open, Chu Muchen's Jun Ying rushed in, seeing the injured Ling also, Yan Hua instantly cooled down, such as the night eagle-like sharp eyes shot to the ink wind: "Who are you?"

Ling also looked up and looked at Mo Qingfeng pitifully. He said painfully: "I don't know you, why do you want to poison me?" Then he grabbed Chu Muchen's hand and his voice trembled: "Mu Chen brother, Save me... don't let her run..."

Mo Qingfeng brows deep lock, this Ling is also more than Yiyun cloud!

"Who is coming? Why do you want to hurt Ling?" Chu Muchen helped Ling Ling, and spoke gloomyly.

Damage Ling also?

Mo Qing was cold and laughed. She didn't even start. Why did she hurt her?

At this time, her body began to ache, and each meridian was like a broken heart. She knew that she couldn’t beat Chu Muchen, and Mo Qingfeng started her mind and wanted to enter the space.

When she started her mind, Ling also said something to Chu Muchen, because she wanted to concentrate on starting her mind, and did not pay attention to it. I didn’t know what this woman said to Chu Muchen, only to see Chu Mu. Chen heard, her face changed greatly, she had not had time to enter the space, Chu Muchen hit a palm.

boom!

Mo Qingfeng wants to dodge, who knows that the body has just made a force, the blood vessels are like exploding, the meridians are even more burning, her movements are only a little slower, Chu Muchen’s deadly palms have hit her chest. Before, my heart was hurting, and then I took this hand. The simple thing is to take her life.

The body of Mo Qingfeng suddenly felt like a broken kite, flew out, formed a beautiful arc in the air, and then landed heavily, while her veil fell, revealing a beautiful and pale face.

"You are?" When she saw her face, Chu Muchen was shocked and her face changed.

Mo Qing winds on the ground, wants to get up, but can not climb up, blood spurted out of her mouth, his face is pale.

Chu Muchen pushed Kai Ling and nervously walked over to her. Just walking a few steps, suddenly there was a black wall breaking through the wall and blocking it in front of Chu Muchen.

Chu Muchen’s pace suddenly stopped, only to see the man in front of him wearing a black robes, the clothes were not windy, the body stood tall and standing in front of him, carrying a devil who just came out of hell. Breath, very dark.

Mo Qing winds up, looking at the familiar back of the man, the pale little face reveals a touch of smile.

"Duo Gu Zenan?" Chu Muchen exclaimed, is he not in the emperor? How come out every time at the critical moment of the injury?

The solitary glory of the solitary south of the island is so strong and fierce, with a deep anger, smashed.

"The woman who dares to hurt the deity, only die!" said Duo Zenan, coldly, and the fierceness of the attack, the body flew up, such as the black cloud, and rushed to the sea to crush Chu Muchen.

Chu Muchen quickly evaded, his body flew up, and he still hadn't waited for him to gasp. Du Guennan once again made a move to him.

The two men hit the house from the house, Ling also glanced at the ink wind and then chased out, she really regretted that she was so heavy on her own, if not she can now help Chu Muchen.

The two figures fought in the air and played extremely fiercely. When the two powerful forces collided together, like a volcanic eruption, a loud and earth-shattering bang came from the air, alarming everyone in the Eight Kings.

Bai Xueling and Du Wenjun rushed with a group of guards in the Yueyuan Garden.

"The action is slow, but I don't want to go up to protect my brother!" Ling is also very anxious. If Muchen's brother is injured, she will feel bad.

Du Wenjun and Bai Xueling did not say anything, and they took the guards and rushed forward.

Peng!

In the fierce battle with Chu Muchen, the body of Duoleng Ze suddenly jumped up a few feet, shouted, his arms slammed open, and a yellow cyclone spun out from his palm.

This cyclone is like a dragon coming out of the sea and roaring.

"what……"

"what……"

The guards who hadn’t rushed up were hit by a whirlwind of the sea, and the air rang out loud and screaming, causing heavy casualties.

Even Chu Muchen did not escape this deadly cyclone. Jun shadow landed, kneeling on one knee, and a blood spurted out. His face was pale as paper.

Looking up to the volley in the air, the solitary Zen, the black robes fluttering in the wind, bursting with a dark atmosphere of shocking heart, standing tall in the air, as if the gods overlook the entire life.

"Mu Chen brother!" Ling also rushed up, to support the crumbling Chu Muchen, look very worried and nervous.