Chapter 362

Mo Fei touched his arm, goosebumps all over his body.

After being drained of blood, how much would that girl have to suffer?

The man stood up, then walked down. He put one of his hands behind his back, and the Tsing Yi on his body also swept calmly at his feet. But not thin, but with the quietness and fortitude of some generals.

"Master," Mo Fei shouted nervously again, "Is this still something to consider?"

Just when he was still anxious at this time, the man said something to the outside.

"Changqing, Changgeng, you go out with me once."

Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief. When they arrived, Mo Fei's little donkey was still tied to the tree obediently.

And Mo Fei can't take care of his little donkey now. Now that human lives can't be saved, who cares about the donkey's life?

"Sir, don't we go through the front door?"

Mo Fei didn't understand why his son had to come here, wouldn't it be better to go through the main entrance, as their son's identity, going through the main entrance of the Marquis of Ningkang's mansion was considered to give them face.

The man replied, and the cold eyes also made Mo Fei lower his head involuntarily. Every time he saw the son's face, there was only one word to describe it, and that was shame.

"Have you heard a word?"

The man asked Mo Fei?

"What?" Mo Fei didn't understand.

"Destroy the corpse."

After the man finished speaking, he looked up at the extremely high courtyard wall in front of him, and then his toes tipped over and jumped over with ease, as did the two guards beside him.

"What about me?" Mo Fei pointed to himself, what should he do?

As a result, after a while, he drilled into the dog hole again. Is it possible that this living person will be suffocated to death by urine? If it is not possible, is it possible that he will not be able to drill a dog hole?

He patted his clothes, and he didn't feel ashamed. The son is not a person who likes to laugh, and he doesn't even look at the son's subordinate.

So no matter how ugly he is, it doesn't matter in their eyes. To put it bluntly, people don't take him seriously at all. Although this kind of cognition really makes him uncomfortable, it is actually the case.

He only had a little place in the young master's heart, and he probably didn't have the weight of the golden eagle called Zhefeng.

"It's here, son."

Mo Fei ran to the dry well, "There are two people in here."

"Little Bamboo, are you there?" He whispered into the room, but of course he didn't dare to be too loud now, for fear of attracting other people.

"We are here, Young Master Mo."

When Bai Mei heard Mo Fei's voice, she almost burst into tears. They had been waiting for a long time, and they were afraid that what they were waiting for was just an empty promise. It doesn't matter if their sisters died. already dead.

But they still want their girl to live, and want her to live in peace. Such a good girl should not suffer these crimes.

And they also need to know the grandfather of the country, what exactly these people have done to their girls, such people can't get away with harming their girls, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.

"Changqing, Changgeng, go down and save people."

The man instructed his two guards, and then asked Mo Fei.

"Where are the people?"

"Master, come with me."

Mo Fei hurriedly went to save people, it was indeed not far, just a few steps away, and it was impossible for Bai Mei and Bai Zhu not to hear Shen Qingci's screams.

Maybe this is someone who deliberately wants them to hear, and who also deliberately wants to torture them, or the person inside.

It's here, Mo Fei pointed to the door in front, that is, he picked up the lock again, son, what should I do if it's locked?

How to open it, they don't have the key, why don't they find something to smash it, but will there be too much movement and attract others, will it be very troublesome, but they can't be let in? ?

Let's smash it open. He turned around and found something like a stone on the ground, but when he heard a click, when he turned around, he found that the noble and innocent son of his family used his The fingers that have always been slender and good-looking have already crushed the lock.

You can't use martial arts like this, right?

Bullying the incompetent.

He hurriedly ran over, and squeaked open the door, and when the door opened, it was the kind of fragrance that almost made him addicted. For him with a keen sense of smell, this kind of fragrance can be said is fatal.

"Sir, it smells so good."

Mo Fei couldn't help closing his eyes, no, he was going to faint.

At this time, the man had already walked over and looked at the woman who was tied up in five ways, and saw that she was almost like a rag doll now, her face was as pale as snow, and the only thing that was a little angry might be her double eyelashes. Very long and beautiful, is a very beautiful child.

Yes, it is a child. Shen Qingci was originally a girl. Although she grew up, she was not much different from other women, but it always made people feel that she was a child.

But at this moment, her two hands were extremely tight, and on her pure white wrists, she dared to be cut with scars.

Mo Fei also ran over, and he couldn't help taking a breath. To be honest, when he looked outside, he just felt cruel, but he didn't expect that there would be so many injuries on her wrist. How ruthless a heart can be cut.

"Young Master..." Mo Fei's hands were always tugging at his master's clothes, "Can you tear off a few pieces of cloth from your clothes?"

"Can't yours be torn?" The man asked Mo Fei in a low voice,

"I'm dirty." It's not that Mo Fei doesn't cut himself off, but he's dirty. He smells of sweat and dirt from when he drilled a dog's hole, but his son is unfair, this kind of weirdness They also have a clean temperament, and only their sons are unique in this world.

Before going to bed, he had to wash it once in the morning and then again in the morning. He had to change into at least three clothes a day, one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and another in the evening. The clothes on his body were probably clean and he could smell the fragrance.

"Tear it," the man stretched out his hand, and generously donated his clothes.

And Mo Fei was also rude. He ripped off his master's clothes and pulled out a few pieces of cloth from the inside. He also tried his best not to ruin his son's heroic image. Anyway, the clothes outside were fine. In addition, it's already midnight, who would be wearing his clothes all the time?

After the cloth strip was in his hand, Mo Fei hurriedly wrapped the cloth strip carefully around Shen Qingci's wrist and used a good hemostatic medicine. Otherwise, if he moved, he would bleed. Afraid that it was going to flow out, he untied the rope while applying the medicine.