The ghost-faced medical concubine of Lord Hanqing

Chapter 97 The Kind Wind is Ruthless (1)

Hearing the faint words of Feng Wuqing, Mo Linhan suddenly grinned, and Feng Wuqing's figure flew a mile away in an instant.

Seeing this quick movement, Mo Linhan followed.

The two fliers, one in front of the other, didn't stop until they flew to a place not far from the block again. Mo Linhan quickly accelerated his pace and rushed to her side and asked, "Qingqing, Where are we going now?"

Hearing Mo Linhan calling his name so intimately this time, Feng Wuqing didn't refute him anymore, but just glanced at him indifferently, and then started walking forward.

Feng Wuqing didn't stop until he reached a place that looked like a slum.

Mo Linhan followed her gaze and saw shocking scenes, because at first glance, there were old men and children in shabby clothes, one by one seeing two strangers breaking into their world There was a look of fear on his face.

Immediately, he turned his surprised eyes to the woman beside him.

I saw that the expression of the woman beside her was as calm as ever, and at the same time she started to walk towards the group of people with fearful faces.

When Feng Wuqing walked in front of her, an old lady took several steps back, and stared at Feng Wuqing's ugly half face in horror, and there was a faint disgust under the terrified eyes, and There was a touch of regret in the eyes looking at Mo Linhan.

At this time, he began to understand in his heart that people in the world are all alike, and when they see ugly things, they will invisibly feel disgusted in their hearts.

Mo Linhan found out even more that Feng Wuqing didn't have any superfluous reaction to the old lady's unfriendly eyes, but just held the old lady's dirty arm, and then let go when the other party was about to yell. He grabbed the opponent's arm and then quickly turned and left.

Not only was the old lady puzzled, but even Mo Linhan was puzzled.

But when touched by Feng Wuqing's indifferent and serious expression, Mo Linhan still swallowed all the words that came to his mouth.

In the following time, Mo Linhan saw that Feng ruthlessly shook the arms of those people one by one, then put them down one by one and continued to hold the next one.

Until he passed in front of the last person, Mo Linhan couldn't help but asked, "Qingqing, what do you mean by that?"

Mo Linhan's inquiries were all after Feng Wuqing's expectations, but she did not expect that Mo Linhan would hold back until now before asking, which was really beyond Feng Wuqing's expectations.

Although she was surprised in her heart, Feng Wuqing's face was still cold, but her eyes cast a playful look at Mo Linhan and said, "I thought you wouldn't ask?"

Feng Wuqing's banter did not make Mo Linhan angry, but instead made Mo Linhan shout excitedly: "Qingqing, have you noticed that you have a cold reaction to my absence?"

Just when Mo Linhan was pleasantly surprised by this, the teasing in Feng Wuqing's eyes was replaced by indifference, and she turned around coldly and walked forward without saying a word.

When Mo Linhan saw that Feng Wuqing had turned into a big block of ice again, he had no choice but to follow, but he secretly swore in his heart that one day he would use his own heat to melt this block of ice.

Inexplicably following behind Feng Wuqing, the two left the civilian kiln.

Mo Linhan didn't know where this woman was going next, but he was willing to follow her forever.

He thought this would be the true meaning of the word "captive" in love, and he was the one who was captured, and he was captured willingly.

(End of this chapter)