Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 441
The Qiushan Biezhuang is not big. When you leave the courtyard, you will find a clearing covered with snow. The cold wind is howling the snowflakes on the ground, which obscures the way forward clearly.

But at the moment, this open space is very lively.

There were several corpses lying here and there on the ground, which had already been buried in the snow, but Murong Jiujiu didn't have any hesitation, just like before, everything was stable.

Come slowly.

The hundred poisonous masters behind him followed closely.

"Mistress!"

At this moment, a pleasantly surprised voice sounded, and the man hurriedly pulled off his face scarf, revealing a young face with a layer of stubble. It was Ah Xing who had fled that day.

However, his call of surprise was not over yet, a black shadow suddenly sprang out from the snow behind him, and by surprise, he was about to kill Ah Xing.

And at this very moment, under the night, the shadow of the snake flashed, and Xiao Qing, who had never known where she was living, suddenly attacked the black shadow, saving Ah Xing's life.

That black shadow's martial arts is obviously not bad.

He failed, and instantly dodged Xiaoqing's attack. Under the wind and snow, his true face was revealed, but those vicious eyes were particularly shocking.

"You really don't have amnesia, how dare you deceive the Patriarch..."

This person is Feng Wushang's long-term guard, Lanfeng.

Feng Wushang really didn't really punish him severely, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get up at this time with a hundred sticks of punishment.

It seems that from the beginning, both of them had reservations.

Murong Jiujiu's face was expressionless, her eyes were cold, the wind and snow under her feet had covered her ankles, she slowly raised one arm, Xiaoqing knew it was a summoning action.

Flicking her tail cheerfully, she followed the slender fingers under Murong Jiujiu's robe and climbed up her arm. The shimmering snake body was as soft as a ball of cotton at the moment.

Xiaoqing didn't shrink her body half as before, but still kept the thick adult arm, tightly coiled around Murong Jiujiu's waist, but with a fist-sized snake head.

But he had already climbed onto her shoulders, uttering a letter seemingly ferociously, seeming flattering.

"Mother."

Ah Xing quickly walked to Murong Jiujiu's side, raised his eyes together with her, not far away, Feng Wushang had appeared at some time, he was standing upright in the wind and snow.

I can't see his face clearly.

But the black cloak, and the slender figure, still described the young Patriarch, everything is extraordinary.

"Mistress, the master has also come, but they are trapped by the phantom array they have set up here, and they should arrive soon. The Feng family is probably already waiting for us to fall into the trap."

Ah Xing said lightly.

In fact, Murong Jiujiu also guessed that it was impossible for Feng Wushang to do such a move for no reason, but she still couldn't figure it out.

So she could only look at Feng Wushang.

Feng Wushang was also looking at her.

But the two of them looked at each other, but it was no longer the gentleness they had seen in the past few days, but mixed with something colder and more terrifying than the flying snow all over the sky, it was dense and pervasive.

at last.

Feng Wushang spoke out, although he still maintained the majesty of the patriarch of the clan, but the slightly trembling ending, and the deliberately ruthless and indifferent words revealed the extreme instability in his heart at the moment.

"What? Stop pretending?"

He almost gritted his teeth and asked.

There was no superfluous expression on Murong Jiujiu's face. She, after losing her memory, was not Qi Xiatang's Murong Jiujiu who was so tender to him.

She is now the real Murong Jiujiu.

In vain, I have been trying my best to suppress her memory, trying my best to keep her, holding her carefully in my palm and pampering her, trying to make her fall in love with him.

But in the end, he still overestimated his own ability, and underestimated this woman's calculations, her hard heart, and in the end, it was nothing more than a deceitful deception.

"When did you see the flaw?"

Murong Jiujiu spoke lightly, although his tone was light, it contained inner strength and was not drowned by the sound of wind and snow.

Feng Wushang smiled sadly, looking at Murong Jiujiu's eyes, almost eating people, he said word by word: "I have never seen any flaws, it's just that I have been in contact with all kinds of people since I was a child, and I am used to everything It's just a mind, I can't think of..."

All his hypothetical thoughts were actually fulfilled in the game he deliberately set up.

Should he laugh at himself for being wise, or should he laugh at himself for being stupid? He was smart all his life, but in the end he was almost tricked by a woman, or there was a Baili Yuhua behind it?
"I see."

Murong Jiujiu raised his head slightly, and learned that it was not that he was not cautious enough, but that Feng Wushang was more careful than others.

Even if he didn't find any flaws in her, he was still used to doubting everyone. She lost, but she didn't complain at all.

Perhaps, this is the fate, and there is no way to avoid it.

"Patriarch Feng, I know that I am indeed destined to be with you, but at that time I was still very young and didn't have any self-consciousness. That kind of destiny is uncountable. Why do you insist on being persistent to restrain me?"

"You obviously smiled at me then..."

It was Feng Wushang who lost his mind and interrupted Murong Jiujiu's words.

He remembered, he remembered very clearly, that the child that Uncle carried was crying all the time, his crying voice was hoarse, and he was about to die from crying, but when he saw him, he started laughing, Uncle also said , this child is destined to be with him.

She must be his wife in the future.

Even after the fate, there are unavoidable reasons, and she must be sent away.

Hearing this, Murong Jiujiu smiled lightly, "Master Feng felt a baby's smile, what can it represent?"

Feng Wushang also knew that he had said something stupid, but in the past few days, after getting along with Murong again and again for a long time, the position of his heart that he only felt was suddenly torn open in his mind.

This is the pain of being deceived.

It is also a pain of betrayal.

And so far, there are still people in the whole world who dare to deceive him like this, only one Murong Jiujiu.

He really wanted to rush over to kill her, and take out her heart to see if it was red or black. This woman, who obviously doesn't love her, can still make false promises to him day by day without leaving any openings.

"Murong Jiujiu, do you really have a heart?"

Feng Wushang questioned and approached step by step, staggering a bit in his steady state, his expression at the moment was a little bit lost, but also a bit resentful and vicious, and there was also a kind of extreme entanglement and complexity.

Because until now, with the knife-like cold wind hitting his face, he still can't believe that Murong Jiujiu really lied to him.

If the previous relationship was a dream, then because of his suspicion, he personally shattered the dream, and the dream was still a dream. After waking up, he wished to keep the dream.

But the dream has gone away from him, leaving only the cruel truth.

Does Murong Jiujiu really have a heart?

She also touched her own heart, whether she has heart or not, she knew when she was far away in Mingli that she and Feng Wushang were destined, even if she insisted on marrying Baili Yuhua.

(End of this chapter)