The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 269
"Feng Ye, long time no see..." Leng Xuanmo smiled lightly and walked towards him slowly.

"Leng Xuanmo!"

When Feng Ye saw Leng Xuanmo, the blood all over his body rushed straight into his head. He didn't care about any illusions, picked up the folding fan in his hand, and rushed towards Leng Xuanmo quickly.

Leng Xuanmo stood quietly on the spot without dodging, Feng Ye's folding fan ruthlessly swept across, bringing a gust of wind.Leng Xuanmo stretched out his hand lightly, and Feng Ye's folding fan was immediately caught in Leng Xuanmo's hand, unable to move.

"Feng Ye, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Is this the gift you gave me?" Leng Xuanmo smiled slightly, and the strength of his fingers increased a bit: "Our ten-year brotherhood is really worthless to you. Is it worth it?"

"Brotherhood? You villain, you're just using me!" Feng Ye was furious and pulled back his folding fan.Turning around, he kicked Leng Xuanmo fiercely.

Leng Xuanmo was kicked heavily, and flew out, hitting the tent behind him, and the tent collapsed immediately.Leng Xuanmo coughed and struggled to get up, his face was full of pain.

Feng Ye's face was icy cold, and the folding fan opened suddenly, revealing the sharp and hard blade.Unexpectedly, there was a strong killing intent coming from behind, Feng Ye turned around abruptly, only to see the tiny white "Wuhen", which had filled the entire space without knowing when.

Behind him, another Leng Xuan stood indifferently behind him, full of murderous aura.He caressed Wuhen in his hand, with a weird smile on his face.

"It's really a toast and no fine wine. I wanted to let you live, but you are so obsessed with it!" Leng Xuanmo's face was cold, the cold air was pressing, and the murderous aura suddenly appeared.

Feng Ye was startled, and then suddenly remembered that he was in the illusion created by Fu Xiao, and these two Leng Xuanmo were all illusions in his heart.

"Feng Ye, die!" Leng Xuanmo waved Wuhen in his hand, and rushed towards Feng Ye. In just a moment, dozens of bloodstains appeared on Feng Ye's body, and Wu Hen tightly strangled Feng Ye. Crimson blood oozes from his skin.

Feng Ye fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood was black, Wuhen was actually filled with venom.The other Leng Xuanmo came over, walked up to Feng Ye regretfully, bent down, with a sad and helpless face.

"Feng Ye, why are you bothering?"

"You—" Feng Ye saw Leng Xuanmo's sad face in front of him, and his face was stunned. Leng Xuanmo's expression was like that of his elder brother back then. Once upon a time, whenever he was injured, his elder brother would personally apply medicine to him and take good care of him. every scar.

The elder brother's fingertips are gentle and pity, with the warmth of the past.Feng Ye was a little dazed, he stretched out his hand to Leng Xuanmo in a daze, but the Leng Xuanmo in front of him was not as gentle as before, he just faced Feng Ye with a regretful face, but his figure gradually moved away, walking further and further away. further away.

"I can't go back...Feng Ye...we...can't go back..."

"Brother!" Feng Ye yelled, but Leng Xuan turned around indifferently, and left Feng Ye's side without looking back.And behind Feng Ye, another Leng Xuanmo walked over slowly holding Wuhen.

"Feng Ye, you forced me!" Leng Xuanmo's face was cold and murderous: "I didn't want to kill you! It was you who insisted on not letting me go! Since you have to fight to the death, then don't blame me for being cold-blooded and heartless!" Already!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Ye felt a sharp pain in his neck, and hot blood splashed all over the ground, Feng Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred, and in front of him was Leng Xuanmo's expression full of hatred and cruelty.

"No—!" Feng Ye yelled and sat up abruptly.He was panting heavily, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Ye! Ye! What's wrong with you?" Yan Liluo heard the sound, hurriedly put down the prescription in her hand, ran to Feng Ye's window, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Liluo?" Feng Ye clutched his chest, gasping for breath, he looked at Yan Liluo puzzled, with a dazed expression: "You...why are you here?"

"I was worried about you, so I ran out from Tianlian Palace—" Yan Liluo stroked Feng Ye's forehead, and asked with heartache, "Are you okay? You kept shouting in your sleep just now, did you have a nightmare? "

Feng Ye covered his head with a haggard face: "It's just that I fell into Fu Xiao's illusion."

"Illusion?" Yan Liluo was astonished, Fu Xiao's camp was nearly ten miles away, could it be that he could control people's state of mind as he wished?Has his illusion reached such a level of proficiency?
Yan Liluo wiped the sweat off Feng Ye's face, and said distressedly: "Ye, your face is still haggard, why don't you rest for one night, and we start tomorrow?"

Feng Ye shook his head, and was about to speak when Jing Yun rushed in from outside the door in a panic. His face was flustered, and even his armor was messed up.

"Patriarch, outside the door—yes, there is a woman's body..."

Feng Ye reprimanded: "What's the matter, why make such a fuss, speak well!"

Jing Yun knelt down, hesitated for a moment, and then reported truthfully: "This morning, a woman's body was found outside the gate of the barracks. Judging from the situation, it should be sent by people from Tianlian Palace."

Feng Ye's heart was cold, and he felt very ominous.He quickly walked out of the tent and came to the place where the corpses were parked outside the tent door.From a distance, a familiar figure was seen lying on the ground, with a face that was so overwhelming that it was pale and bloodless.

Feng Ye's body froze in place, as if entering an ice cellar, the blood in his body seemed to freeze at this moment, he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, his whole body seemed to be unconscious.

"Li... Luo?"

Yan Liluo's body fell to the ground, stiff and cold.Xu'er stood aside, with a very uncomfortable expression: "Miss Yan was found this morning. When she was found, there was a note on her body, saying it was a gift for you, the patriarch—"

"No no—" Feng Ye shook his head crazily as if going crazy: "That's not Li Luo, Li Luo was still taking care of me by my bedside this morning, how could she die? By the way, Li Luo ? Liluo? Where are you?"

Feng Ye called Yan Liluo in the crowd, and the people around were so distressed that they couldn't bear to look at Feng Ye like this.Jing Yun was helpless, and stepped forward to comfort Feng Ye: "Patriarch, the dead cannot be brought back to life, Miss Yan is dead, you should mourn..."

"Stop talking nonsense! How could Li Luo die so easily? You must be lying to me!" Feng Ye roared angrily, unable to listen to Jing Yun's words at all.Jing Yun shook his head sadly, at this moment——

"Ye, you called me?" A gentle voice came from the crowd, Feng Ye was startled suddenly, and hurriedly turned around to see Yan Liluo walking out of the crowd, looking at him tenderly.

"Liluo!" Feng Ye rushed over, hugged Yan Liluo, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew you wouldn't die, you must have been lying to me just now, right?"

"Fool, how could I die?" Yan Liluo smiled and stroked his back: "You and I are already married, and I am your wife. How could I leave you and go alone?"

"Waiting for marriage?" Feng Ye was taken aback, he looked at the person in his arms strangely, but saw Xi Meng looking at him tenderly, his eyes were full of affection.

(End of this chapter)