The bewitching queen of crossing the goddess

Chapter 134 The Restless Maple Mark

I covered the bleeding wound with one hand and stepped back a few steps. My injured eyes met the indifferent murderous look in Shang Fenghen's eyes. Gong Mohan, who originally wanted to chase after Cheng Lilan, was also stunned by this scene, and ran away in a hurry He came over, stretched out his hand to support me, and hurriedly pressed my wound with one hand, and the blood immediately stained his palm red.

Gong Mohan turned his head to look at Fenghen and the bloody dagger in his hand in surprise and shouted, "Fenghen, what are you doing..."

Fenghen didn't seem to see the injury and pale face in my eyes, he raised the dagger in his hand again and stabbed me, "Kill...kill..."

I frowned and pushed Gong Mohan away, raised my internal strength and quickly stepped forward to grab Fenghen's hand holding the dagger, and a layer of frost was instantly cast in my eyes, "Fenghen, what do you want to do?"

Fenghen frowned, with a strong murderous look spreading from his body, he lifted his foot towards me, and while I dodged, he stabbed the dagger in his hand again, the indifference in his eyes hurt my heart, and he even forgot all of a sudden I wanted to dodge, until Gong Mohan rushed forward and pulled me away to fight with Fenghen, but Gong Mohan was not Fenghen's opponent, and soon a wound was drawn on his wrist, I was dissatisfied He frowned and stretched out his hand to hold Gong Mohan, and quickly flew in front of Fenghen with lightness kung fu, so fast that he hadn't prepared for it, I had already replaced the dagger in his hand, and struck him with a palm, but only I used less than one layer of internal strength, because I really didn't want to hurt him, but if he really wanted to kill me, then I would naturally kill him too.

Fenghen was hit in the chest with a stabbing pain, and he flew straight out, but even though I grabbed his wrist, he was still struggling, and the murderous look in his eyes still did not calm down, "Kill...kill... "Fenghen kept repeating while trying to break free from my restraint.

I frowned and raised my internal strength, ready to slap him, but Gong Mohan held me tightly, "Wife master, wait...don't kill him, you see that something is wrong with Fenghen."

It was only after hearing this that I noticed Feng Hen's expression.I saw that his eyes were dull, apart from indifference and murderous intent, there was no trace of affection, it was indeed wrong.As a result, the palm wind that was about to be shot down sank in an instant. After being hit by his strength, Feng Hen frowned in pain and then fell softly on my shoulder. I squatted down and hugged him up." Han, let’s go back to the inn and talk about it.” Then he left the forest quickly using lightness kung fu.

In the wing room of an inn, I leaned down and gently placed Fenghen on the bed, and then signaled Gong Mohan to come forward to heal his wounds with my face.Gong Mohan nodded, walked forward and sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on his belt, hesitated for a while and turned his head to see that I didn't want to leave, then he took off his clothes, without the cover of the clothes, Feng All kinds of wounds all over Scar's body were displayed in front of my eyes. I frowned and heartache spread in my eyes.What is more glaring is Shou Gongsha, who has disappeared on the inner side of his left wrist.

After Gong Mohan healed Fenghen's wound, an hour had passed. After Gong Mohan changed Fenghen's clothes, I did it. Rumor has it that I reached out and stroked his pale face, "Han, you go out and let Xiaoer prepare Let's have some bath water, and let them fry it by the way."

Gong Mohan nodded when he heard the words and took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, "My wife, I just gave him a pulse, the other injuries are nothing, just take some medicine, but the Gu in his body Poison, I am afraid it will take some time, and it is really because of this poison that he loses consciousness and hurts his wife, but this is not his original intention, wife should not blame him."

I took the porcelain bottle from Gong Mohan and poured one of the pills into Fenghen's mouth, "Don't worry, if I blamed him, I would have killed him by then."

Gong Mohan lowered his eyes to see the pity in my eyes, bit his lip hurt and turned around and left the wing silently.

Feng Hen was still lying quietly on the bed, his face pale as paper, but even in his sleep he still frowned in pain, a tear ran across his face and rolled down onto the pillow.

I stared blankly at the tears in the corners of his eyes, and stretched out my hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.I don't think I've seen him cry before. This time, what could make him suffer so much in his sleep.

At noon, Fenghen gradually showed signs of waking up, but before he opened his eyes, he felt a slight pain in his head, which made him frown in pain, but the next moment, a sudden flash of After a scene, it was the scene of him stabbing the dagger into the master's body abruptly. Feng Hen opened his eyes suddenly, sat up in a panic, and looked at the unfamiliar scenes around him. His eyes suddenly turned to the window, and the window The red figure in front of me fell into my eyes, "Master..." He called out in a low voice, then hurriedly rolled and crawled to the bottom of the bed regardless of the pain on his body, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground, not knowing whether it was because of fear or what, his body He started to tremble violently, "Master... this subordinate deserves death, please forgive me."

Hearing Fenghen's voice with too much fear, I turned my head to look at the man kneeling and trembling on the ground and said in a low voice, "Oh? What's your crime?"

"Subordinate, this subordinate actually stabbed the master, it deserves to die, this subordinate is willing to apologise with death." Even he couldn't believe that he would actually hurt the master. Now, even he is unwilling to forgive himself, let alone What's more, it's the master, in short, if the master wants to drive him away, then he would rather die.

Seeing his uneasy look, I sighed helplessly, with a hint of distress in my eyes, "Get up, I don't blame you."

Feng Hen was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head in a panic, "No... this subordinate is guilty and dare not get up."

Maybe it was because the larger action tore the wound and the white undershirt was stained red again with blood, I frowned and walked quickly towards him, before he could react, I hugged him horizontally, "Ah..." Feng Hen I was stunned for a moment, I didn't think that I would have such a behavior, and I couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and put my arms around my neck in order to maintain the balance of my body, and looked at me in confusion, "Master... Master?"

I ignored his flustered eyes and gently put him on the bed, stretched out my hands and carefully covered him with the quilt for fear of hurting him, "I told you I don't blame you. Rest, don't think so much."

Feng Hen bit his lip and looked at me with panic and confusion on his pale face, "Master...you really don't blame me?"

"I know that's not your intention." I raised my eyes and smiled lightly at his flustered eyes, trying to comfort him, but it made him panic even more, and said timidly, "Master... you still kill me." Come on, subordinate... this subordinate is no longer worthy of staying by your side." While speaking, he stroked the guard sand that should have been on the inside of the wrist with one hand. Now he has disappeared, and he is no longer qualified to protect the master. up.

I naturally knew what he was thinking about his actions. I stretched out my hand to hold his handsome face, but I saw the tears remaining on his face. The crystal tears dripped down his pale cheeks and dripped on the back of my hand. It was amazingly hot, "You ...Are you crying?" Although I saw him cry just now when he was sleeping, I didn't expect him to be unable to hold back his emotions and cry in front of me.

Fenghen was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly turned his head away, raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears fiercely, for fear that I would be angry, "No...no."

"Fool, there's nothing to be afraid of." I helplessly pulled his hand that kept wiping away his tears, and gently wiped away the remaining tears for him. "Fenghen, tell me the truth, are you afraid of me?"

(End of this chapter)