The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 107
Feng Mochen stood on the ground, surrounded by officers and soldiers approaching, they sneered, completely ignored the bruised Feng Mochen, one of them stretched out his hand to grab Feng Mochen's shoulder, and the other hand held a hand tied with hemp rope Feng Mochen formed a hook with his five fingers, ruthlessly grasping his pulse.

This accident happened between flint and lightning, and before everyone had time to react, Feng Mochen had already swooped down, snatched the rope and iron hook from the hands of the officers and soldiers, and shot like a whirlwind, the bloody iron hook struck Yunjingmo awe-inspiringly.

Everyone exclaimed, seeing that the iron hook was about to pierce Yun Jingmo's throat, Yun Qianmo frowned, let go of Bai Liruo and strode forward to rescue Yun Jingmo, Feng Mochen clamped the rope with two fingers, The rope breaks at the iron head during internal force penetration.

The iron hook came whistling with the cold wind, and was slapped aside by Yun Qianmo's long sleeves. When he turned his head abruptly, Bai Liruo beside him was wrapped up by the rope in Feng Mochen's hand and taken away from his sight.

Feng Mochen held Bai Liruo between his blood-stained arms and jumped away. The officers and soldiers chased after him. Yun Jingmo said coldly, "Don't chase, the thousand-year-old magnet is still in my hand. If he wants to take out Bai Liruo If the silver needle in the brain, it will definitely come back!"

"Brother, if you do this, it will only make the Yun family's reputation worse..." Yun Qianmo frowned puzzled, and looked at Yun Jingmo for a moment.

Yun Jingmo snorted coldly, looked at Shangguan Xiao, lowered his voice and said, "What are you afraid of, isn't there a back in front of you?"

Shangguan Xiao was obviously a little afraid of Feng Mochen's escape, and said with a dark face, "King Ling, why don't you chase after him? If Feng Mochen is allowed to go to Mobei, the country will be in danger!"

"Prime Minister Shangguan, Feng Mochen will come back, we will wait and see!" Yun Jingmo waved his folding fan, looking confident.

By the side of the creek on the back mountain of the palace, the water flow is fast, and the clear water flows down from the waterfall on the top of the mountain. The little drops of water splash on the flowers and plants by the stream, crystal clear, like pearls, wanting to fall.

Feng Mochen untied Bai Liruo's acupuncture points, his whole body was in burning pain, his right arm with a broken collarbone could no longer be lifted due to excessive force, he jumped down the stream with a "plop", and the cool stream water temporarily relieved his pain. His whole body was in pain, and the stream smeared red with blood all over his body.

He panted slightly, looking at the night sky, feeling dizzy, but he couldn't fall down, since the silver needle in Li Ruo's brain hadn't been taken out yet, and Dai'er's life and death were unknown, he couldn't just fall down like this.

Sitting cross-legged in the water, let the flowing water bring out the exhaustion and burning pain all over his body, he concentrated his energy and concentrated his energy on his shoulder blades. The broken collarbone could not be connected. If this continued, his entire right arm would The arm may be useless.

Her eyes fell on Bai Liruo's body on the shore, her bright red clothes were already ragged by the branches, her pale face, under the reflection of the water, was unexpectedly lifeless, the blood hole on her lower lip was solidified by dried blood , the whole face, beautiful and soul-stirring.

He panted slightly, even if this arm was crippled, he couldn't let her have trouble, he closed his eyes tightly, his true energy flowed through his whole body, resisted the sharp pain, and forced the bones of his right shoulder to connect, his pale face Pea-sized beads of sweat oozed from his face, splashed in the water, and dissipated.

Bai Liruo woke up slowly, her whole body as if being run over by a car, the bright red clothes on her body was a bit ridiculous, she struggled to get up, and saw Feng Mochen in the water forcibly circulating her true energy.

She cried and jumped into the water, hugged him tightly from behind, her voice sounded soft and low in his ears, her tears fell on his shoulders, her pale face stuck to his blood-stained neck .

"Chen, Chen—" she shouted beside him, tears streaming down her face.

Feng Mochen slowly opened his eyes, turned around to look at her with some shoulders, trembling lips, and said weakly, "Li Ruo, there is a cave behind this stream, which has food and water for a month. Hide inside and wait for me, I will help you get the Millennium Magnet and find Xuandai..."

Bai Li couldn't stop shaking her head, she didn't want anything, she didn't want the magnet, she didn't want Xuan Dai, she only wanted him, as long as she was with him, even for ten days and a month, she would die in his arms.

"Chen, I don't want it, I don't want you to die before me, I really don't want it..." Bai Liruo cried out, his voice hoarse, and suddenly remembered a certain day in a certain year, a certain person was beside her pillow, facing She said, "If there is such a day, I would rather leave you first, because the one who is alive is the most painful. I will take care of Xuan Dai to grow up, and then go to Huangquan Road to find you..."

"Chen, I don't want to live alone, I don't want..." Bai Liruo burst into tears, her voice hoarse, piercing her heart.

"Fool, we will all live, Dai'er is still waiting for us to save, Li Ruo, you go to the cave and wait for me, I will bring Dai'er back to you!" Feng Mochen's face was as pale as paper, and blood was still dripping from his shoulders. , the mountain spring has been dyed scarlet, his resolute face showed a kind of unyielding stubbornness, his cold hands also held Bai Liruo's in the water.

"No, you can't go now. If they are sure, you will go to them for a magnet. Chen, you heard that I, the silver needle in my brain, will not be in danger of life for the time being. We will have a long time to come, so don't get hit by them again." Trap!" Bai Liruo hugged Feng Mochen tightly, her cheek pressed against his wet back, tightly without leaving any gaps.

"No, they will use the sound of the flute to control the silver needle. You can't bear the pain at all..." Feng Mochen walked towards the shore while Bai Liruo was behind him, but hugged his body tightly, Life and death do not want to let go.

"Ruo'er, you are obedient, they are just afraid that I will threaten their country, but the [-] troops in Mobei are stationed there, they dare not touch me casually!" Feng Mochen forcefully broke Bai Liruo's hand Fingers, the cold body seems to have condensed thin frost, the iron hook piercing his lute, poisonous...

"No, no, I don't want to let go, don't you understand? It's Shangguan Xiao who wants to kill you to avenge Shangguan Yan. Yun Jingmo is just using Shangguan Xiao. Yun Jingmo won't worry about the fifty thousand elite soldiers. Shangguan Xiao helped him bear all the crimes, Chen, I don't want you to die!" Bai Liruo tightly wrapped his arms around his waist after his fingers were separated, and she burst into tears behind him, Hot tears dripped hotly on his icy back, causing his body to tremble.

"Ruo'er, why are you so stupid? I've been poisoned, maybe I can exchange my crippled life for the safety of you and Dai'er!" Feng Mochen stood there with a bit of desolation on his sad face, and he didn't say anything again. Breaking away Bai Liruo's hand, she just stopped her back and stood there.

Bai Liruo couldn't help shaking her head, her crying voice was hoarse, her arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, as if she was afraid that he would leave her if she let go, "Chen, even if we die, we will die together! Dai'er is blessed by God, he will be fine..."

Feng Mochen panted heavily, turned around slowly, and hugged Bai Liruo tightly, the sky in the dark night suddenly began to rain, and the torrential rain poured down, and the two of them hugged each other tightly in the mountain spring, unwilling to separate for a long time .

In the cave, Bai Liruo couldn't help shivering from the cold, her hair sticking to her pale cheeks, and with the constant dripping of water from her forehead, she had already taken off her red wedding dress, and her snow-white tunic stuck to her exquisite body, wet The see-through clothes outline a beautiful body curve.

Feng Mochen's whole body was drenched, spring thunder burst outside the cave, and the torrential rain poured down like pouring rain. He took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing the blackened wound on his shoulder. Bai Liruo looked at his injury and bit his lower lip tightly. , Clenched fists, powder nails dug into the flesh, but felt no pain at all.

Feng Mochen wiped off the water stains on his body with his clothes, and then gathered the firewood to make a fire. The red fire light made his pale face blush. He looked up at the trembling Bai Liruo, "Ruoer, Take off your shirt, you'll catch a cold later..."

Bai Liruo shook his head, water droplets splashed all over his wet hair, Feng Mochen sighed, went into the cave and took out the quilt on the stone bed.

He started to take off Bai Liruo's clothes, but Bai Liruo held him tightly, she looked at him with tears, "Chen, you don't need to take care of me, your injury..."

"It's okay, it's just a flesh injury." Feng Mochen calmly untied the belt around Bai Liruo's waist, but Bai Liruo lowered his head and grabbed his hand, refusing to let him pull off his belt.

"It's an old couple, you're still shy?" Feng Mochen smiled faintly, moved away her hand, and pulled off the belt, when he saw the bruises on her delicate body, his eyes froze for a moment.

Bai Liruo had tears in his eyes, and looked at him with trembling lips. Feng Mochen's expression was extremely ugly, and his voice was icy cold, "Who made it? Yunqianmo?"

Bai Liruo shook his head, threw himself into Feng Mochen's arms and said, "It's the sound of the flute, I've heard the sound of the flute..."

Feng Mochen pursed his lips, peeled off all of Bai Liruo's clothes, and checked her body bit by bit. There seemed to be bruises gathered in many places, all from the inside out, as if the blood could not burst out, so bruises formed under the skin .

He stroked her smooth body, and said in a deep voice, "They kidnapped you with the sound of the flute?"

Bai Liruo nodded, tears fell on his light copper-colored skin, the stream of light was shining, Feng Mochen put his clothes on the wooden frame without saying a word, baked them with fire, his handsome and cold facial features were icy cold.

Bai Liruo hugged him from behind, and said in a trembling voice, "Chen, I can endure, I can endure all the pain, you have to promise me, work hard to get better as soon as possible, we will Let's leave here together and go find Dai'er, okay?"

Feng Mochen didn't speak, just turned around and wrapped the clean quilt on Bai Liruo's naked body, he rubbed her wet hair, and dried her with internal force, the deep blackness in his eyes was like the waves of a dark night the sea.

Bai Liruo wrapped his arms around his neck, his body was frighteningly cold, her white jade arms shone in the bright firelight of the cave, she kissed him kissingly, her lips moved from top to bottom, She whispered softly in his ear, "Chen, I love you..."

Feng Mochen's chest and clothes began to boil, and the color in his eyes gradually deepened. He grabbed the hand that was constantly touching his chest, and said with a little pain, "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone, you don't have to Use this method to keep me!"

Bai Liruo blushed, looked at him with blurred eyes, and said hesitantly, "I don't, it's just..."

She lowered her head, her face was already red to the ears, Feng Mochen sighed, picked her up together with the quilt, and said in a deep voice, "You are hurt all over now, I am just afraid of hurting you, but you..."

Bai Liruo buried his cheek in his uninjured neck and just smiled. When he saw the wound on his right shoulder, the light in his eyes changed slightly. He was holding the sword with his right hand. His sword-wielding figure was so beautiful. You can't use a sword either.

Her hand, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, caressed his injured shoulder blade. If he didn't suck out the poison, his arm might never be able to hold her in the future.

(End of this chapter)