Chapter 745 Where Is Mou Mou?

This is probably the most desperate thing.

It was as if a basin of cold water poured from Feng Lingxue's head to the soles of her feet. She stared blankly at the... Xuan Ying in front of her.

"Silver-faced King." She called him, and then wanted to leave.

"Where are you going?" At this moment, his low-alcohol magnetic voice sounded in my ears, "I let you go?"

Feng Lingxue looked back, "Silver-faced King, do you have a problem with me?"

She was cold towards him and was in a hurry to leave, as if she didn't want to be with him for a second.

Xuan Ying's dark glazed eyes were covered with a layer of cold anger. He suddenly stretched out his big palm and pinched her face, dragging her to his eyes. He curled his lips and said with a smile, "This is my territory. If you hurt someone on my territory, should I arrest you and throw you in jail?"

Feng Lingxue's fan-like Yujie trembled, she knew this would happen. He hated her, humiliated her, and tortured her. Fortunately... her heart no longer hurt.

Xuan Ying stretched out his rough thumb and pressed the phoenix flower on her face, and wiped it hard with his fingertips. Her phoenix flower was all scratched, revealing the ugly word "slave".

Somehow, he still found the word "slave" pleasing to the eye.

The phoenix flower she painted is so eye-catching.

"Your face is disfigured, and you still go out to show off and attract men everywhere. Is this Mr. Zheng your subordinate again?"

His low voice brought sarcasm and coolness to the extreme.

Feng Lingxue felt pain. The word "slave" was wiped and ravaged under his fingertips repeatedly, and blood had already appeared. The blood blended with the red pen sketch, and half of her face was covered with it, and she was in a state of embarrassment.

She didn't understand, how could she offend him?

But she didn't cry out in pain, she just straightened her back and said, "In the heart of the Silver-faced King, am I not just such a despicable slave?"

Xuan Ying pursed her thin lips, and her aura quickly darkened.

Those men in black uniforms, and even Ah Zhou could feel the cold air coming out of him. Everyone lowered their heads, and the aura was so suppressed that it was suffocating.

"Feng Lingxue, you are so brave now that you dare to contradict me, huh? It seems that I still haven't let you see what I can do!"

Feng Lingxue twitched her pale red lips, "The Silver Faced King's methods are nothing more than whipping me, slapping me, kicking me, humiliating me, and giving me to other men. I have seen them all during this period. Oh, maybe one more... sent me to the camp."

"Actually, you should know that I'm not afraid of pain. I didn't give in to your methods, I just...still love you."

"I love you, so I endure the pain and want to stay by your side. I love you, and I feel I owe you, so no matter how you humiliate me, I feel it is right. I love you, but I gave up all dignity and humbled myself to the dust... "

Xuan Ying was shocked, she said...she loved him?

like?

Her love?

Xuan Ying raised her lips, her voice was slightly hoarse, with a cold sarcasm, "Liar who is full of lies! Do you think I will believe it? You want to do it again, don't say you love me again, in my eyes , you are just a clown in a poor show, I am tired of watching it!"

She knew he didn't believe it.

Whatever she said, he thought it was a lie.

He's tired of it.

She was tired.

The relationship of so many years has come to an end.

"Yes, I won't say it again in the future," Feng Lingxue nodded, "Brother Ying is dead, and now you are the Silver-faced King. Naturally, you have a noble family and a clean body, the eldest daughter of the Shi family to match you. I guess What, I can’t reach that high, I don’t dare to love, and I don’t love anymore.”

Xuan Ying suddenly felt that his heart was being grasped severely by a big palm. He thought it was ridiculous that she said she loved him.

She said she didn't love him, but he couldn't bear it.

She said she didn't love him anymore...

His heart became more and more irritable, and the uneasiness became stronger and stronger, because he already felt that she no longer loved him.

The way she looked at him changed.

"Ha," he forced a low laugh from his throat, "When did you have the final say between us?"

At this time, Feng Lingxue raised her little hand and slapped him directly.

With a "pop", Xuan Ying's handsome face was knocked off course.

The atmosphere was frozen.

Ah Zhou lowered his head to the ground. This little aunt Feng Lingxue really dared to do something.

Did she know who she was hitting?

Xuan Ying pressed his tongue against the beaten left cheek and slowly turned his head. He raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Lingxue.

His crimson and violent eyes seemed to kill her.

Feng Lingxue was leaning against the wall. She had slapped her hard just now, and now her palms were numb.

Looking at him, her chest was rising and falling, full of vigilance and resistance!

Xuan Ying raised his hand and slapped her face directly.

"Hit me!"

Feng Lingxue raised her head and put her ruined right face under his palm, "If you can, beat me to death!"

She stared at him stubbornly and fearlessly.

Xuan Ying's palm froze in mid-air and could no longer hit.

After a few seconds, he withdrew his hand, grabbed her slim arm, and threw her directly into the room.

Feng Lingxue staggered two steps and managed to steady her body. She looked back at the man, "What do you want to do?"

Xuan Ying approached step by step, and Feng Lingxue kept retreating, "Silver-faced King, you are engaged and have a fiancée. Are you doing this worthy of your fiancée?"

"The men in country A have three wives and four concubines. They are just having fun outside. If you smile and are educated, you will understand." Xuan Ying curled her thin lips.

Feng Lingxue's calves hit the edge of the bed, and she suddenly fell down on the soft bed. Just as she was about to get up, the man's tall and straight body pressed up against her.

"Let me go!" She struggled hard, kicking and kicking him with her hands and feet.

"Silver-faced King, you have given me to Xuan Mu. From now on, whether I live or die has nothing to do with you. I will walk on my single-plank bridge and you will walk on your ladder to heaven. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Please Let me go, don’t touch me again!”

She said...no more involvement?

"Ha," Xuan Ying stared at her coldly, "Did you misunderstand something? Stop dreaming. As long as you are alive, there will be no end between us!"

He won't let her go.

Never.

Don't force her!

don't want!

Feng Lingxue suddenly had a phoenix feather hairpin in her hand, and she pierced the tip of the hairpin into Xuan Ying's chest.

hiss.

Xuan Ying felt pain immediately. He lowered his eyes and saw that the phoenix feather hairpin in her hand was really pierced deeply.

Blood flowed down and soaked his shirt.

The dark eyes were stained with a layer of red blood, and he stretched out his palm and waved the phoenix feather hairpin from her hand.

Feng Lingxue crawled out on her hands and knees. When she got out of bed, she knocked over the vase on the bedside table. The vase fell on the carpet and broke into pieces with a "clang".

"Master, what happened?"

At this time, Ah Zhou rushed in and saw Xuan Ying was injured. He was shocked, "Master, you are injured!"

Ah Zhou took out the medical kit and bandaged Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying sat by the bed, his handsome face was so cold that he looked down at Feng Lingxue. She hurriedly put on her clothes and was huddled in a corner, far away from him.

She actually hurt him!

In order to prevent him from touching her, she actually stabbed Feng Lingchai into his chest.

The atmosphere in the room has dropped to the extreme.

It was cold, depressing, and exuded the pungent smell of blood.

Suddenly Xuan Ying stretched out his hand and brushed Ah Zhou away, "Get out of the way!"

Ah Zhou was shocked and quickly stepped aside.

Xuan Ying stared at Feng Lingxue in the corner and scolded in a cold voice, "Why are you still standing there, come here and bandage me!"

Feng Lingxue quickly climbed up from the carpet and came to his side.

She looked at the wound on his chest with her hand hanging like a small fan, and whispered, "I'll go get some water from the shower room and wipe it for you."

Xuan Ying pursed her thin lips into a sharp white arc, "Get out!"

"yes."

Feng Lingxue ran into the shower room.

Soon, there was the sound of water flowing inside, as if fetching water, but one minute, two minutes, three minutes... passed, and Feng Lingxue had not come out yet.

Xuan Ying slowly frowned, having lost all his patience, "Did you die inside?"

There was no sound inside.

"Feng Lingxue!" Xuan Ying shouted.

Still no response from inside.

Xuan Ying stood up suddenly. He stretched out his long legs and walked to the door of the shower room. He kicked the door open and said, "Damn it, are you looking for death for me?"

The next second, Xuan Ying froze because there was no one in the shower room.

Feng Lingxue disappeared.

Xuan Ying's glazed eyes immediately glowed with a sharp light like a falcon. He glanced around the bathing room and saw that the window of the bathing room was open.

He walked over and looked down. This was the second floor, at least four meters tall. She should have jumped from here and escaped.

Dead woman!

There were thick turf and bushes underneath. If it were concrete, she wouldn't be afraid of jumping to her death.

She actually escaped from under his eyes.

She cheated on him again!

Xuan Ying's strong chest began to rise and fall. She really gave him too many surprises tonight.

Where did she escape to?

Did she think she could escape?

"Somebody come!"

Ah Zhou quickly walked over and said, "Master."

Xuan Ying looked at the black scene outside and whispered, "Listen to my order, seal off the whole city from now on, and do your best to investigate Feng Lingxue's whereabouts. Even if the world is turned upside down, I must capture her!"

"yes."

…

In the hospital.

Feng Lingxue hurriedly opened the door of the hospital and limped in. She took the elevator upstairs.

After Bei Wangjue vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground that day, he has been receiving treatment in the hospital. I heard that he suffered from hemiplegia.

Beixing Palace has been occupied by Feng Lihen, and now Bei Wangjue is an abandoned old man.

Feng Lingxue opened the ward door and walked in. Bei Wangjue was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on his face.

"Bei Wangjue." Feng Lingxue said.

Prince Bei slowly turned his face, "Is it you?"

"It's me, tell me, where is my daughter Mou Mou?"

Prince Bei shook his head, "I won't tell you. It was you and... Xuan Ying who harmed me!"

Feng Lingxue reached out and took off the oxygen mask from Bei Wangjue's face.

Without the oxygen mask, Bei Wangjue immediately felt that he couldn't breathe. He breathed heavily and tried to reach out to grab the oxygen mask, "Give it back to me."

Feng Lingxue looked at him coldly, "Tell me, where is Mou Mou?"