Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 232 The Gate of Death [7]

The slender and perfect jade-like big hand grabbed the small hand that fell in front of him. The soft and delicate touch made him feel that if he was not careful, he would slip out.

He grasped it tightly, brought it to his reddish lips, opened his mouth... and bit down.

Soft, warm, and elastic... The girl's fragrant blood flowed, making his eyes hot.

Mo Fenghua in a coma still felt it, the sting made her body tremble, like a delicate flower trembling in the wind, without the cruel, indifferent, selfish and bloodthirsty when she was awake, her weakness made people feel pity.

He let go, and stretched out the tip of his pink tongue to lick the blood from his fingertips. After a while, the wound on the onion finger disappeared instantly, intact.

He frowned slightly, and after looking at it for a while, he lay down and hugged Mo Fenghua in his arms.

There was a small ball in his arms, soft, simply...too small.

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Mo Fenghua was in a daze, feeling that she had returned to the warmest time before, and her body burrowed inside like a bug.

The long coma is equivalent to dormancy. Mo Fenghua's body gradually began to recover. Although his eyes were still unable to open, the consciousness of his brain was gradually recovering.

Sometimes he can already clearly feel a pair of hands pinching his body.

Especially...the one that stays on the chest for the longest time.

This made Mo Fenghua tangled in various ways, angry and annoyed in her heart. She should be glad that she closed her eyes, otherwise if she really didn't know how to deal with it when she woke up, she should be even more thankful...he didn't take off her clothes.

People always feel that the time is very long in the dark. Mo Fenghua doesn't know how long it has passed. In short, the time is very long...

She really wanted to wake up and leave quickly, but her body was always out of control.

Until she suddenly felt the violent shaking around her, and a strange fragrance penetrated into her breath, making her feel dizzy in an instant, her limbs were limp and weak, but... she wanted to sniff a few more times, as if she was addicted.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Fenghua felt that he was being pushed away, a great force was pushing her away, very far, very far...

Mo Fenghua tried hard to open his eyes to see his appearance clearly, but her body was getting farther and farther away from him...

It wasn't until she rose very high that she saw that the place where she stayed just now was actually a...a huge flower, pure black, blooming deep in the center of the earth, weird, evil and beautiful, alluring.

Absorb the most evil spirits, the darkest evils, the blooming flowers...

And what she stayed there just now was the very center of the flower.

The... the person who gave her warmth, the person who made her climb back from the brink of death, sat in the stamen.

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The canyon on the north slope of Guanju Mountain is the only place that has not been damaged after the collapse of the imperial mausoleum. Its back faces the sun, and it is like spring all year round.

Under a hundred-year-old acacia tree lies a girl in red!The faint sunlight shone on her through the leaves, which seemed particularly unreal.

A few hours later, when the sunset dyed the hillside red, the girl in red suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, gasping for breath...

She is none other than Mo Fenghua.

She clutched her violently heaving chest, she remembered being designed by Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, and fell into the endless abyss, she survived the catastrophe... She... Mo Fenghua covered her head, why can't she remember what happened later.

(End of this chapter)