extreme starvation

Chapter 189: Unspeakable

There was no one else to follow, so the couple came to the pharmacy together like this, standing in the pharmacy full of medicine smell, looking at the man lying on the only wooden bed in the room, whether it was Feng Bujing or Mo Qingyi , with joy on their faces.

Especially the current Mo Qingyi, sometimes crazy, sometimes as calm as ice, sometimes in a trance, it is really rare to have such a normal application now.

And of course this joy came from the pair of eyes that were looking at them, it seemed that they were so awake that they couldn't wake up anymore.

Finally!This blood slave who was determined by Feng Bujing to die if he didn't help him, finally came to his senses after half a year of tossing around.

"Where is this place? Who are you?" After being in a coma for more than half a year, he suddenly spoke, his throat was extremely difficult and uncomfortable, and even his voice was very hoarse and harsh.But this does not affect the people who are lying down to have deep doubts about the environment they are in here and now.

It's not a cold and closed space, it's not a cold and damp secret room, there are windows, there's sunlight penetrating in from the outside, even the air is different, it's not filled with a strong smell of blood, but an invigorating medicinal scent.

Based on his understanding of that person, he would never arrange himself in this kind of environment, so where is this place?Who are the two peerless young men in front of them?

Isn't he going to die!After that person exchanged blood with himself for the last time, what awaited him should not be complete demise and the merciless brilliance of time. If he no longer has that ability, he should not become old, but even a pile of bones.

Why does he have a feeling that he is alive again, although he is not as vigorous as before, but he is still alive, breathing normally, everything becomes so easy, this is since he was locked up by that person , For the first time, I felt extremely happy physically and mentally.

It was precisely because of these things that he was puzzled, even more puzzled, or whether he was actually dead, but God pitied him for years of repentance, which gave him an easy and comfortable way to die, at least his soul was at peace.

If it was what he thought, then the two men standing in front of him should really be gods!It was the immortal who came to set him free.

"Hey, where did Shenyou go? You haven't died yet, so don't show that expression of relief and ease. With me here, it's hard for you to die. Even if you want to die, you have to wait for me to ask you clearly before you go. Die, I will never stop you." With his lover in his arms, Feng Bujing stood on the edge of the wooden bed, condescending, with an arrogance that despises the common people, like standing on the top of the mountain, just looking down and lying on the bed The man, the imposing aloofness.

"Master, is his current situation suitable for answering our questions?" Mo Qingyi, who was like a god of fire descending, had long fiery red hair that had been refined from experience, and an eagerness appeared on his originally cheerful face.

Looking at the blood slave who was rescued by them, Mo Qingyi didn't have the soft-hearted feeling he used to have. Now he just wants to know everything as soon as possible.

The reason why I asked this question was not because I was worried that this person would accept their persecution as soon as he woke up, which would affect his physical recovery, but because he was worried that this person had not woken up for a long time, whether his head was clear enough, and whether he could no longer remember the past.

If you answer their questions indiscriminately, the loss outweighs the gain.

"Yi, don't worry, he is in very good condition now, and he will not make mistakes. If you are still not at ease, you can just hypnotize him directly. It will not be a problem if we want to know." In front of him, he directly threatened to hypnotize him without considering the mood of the person involved.

"Who the hell are you guys? What do you want to know from me?" The man's doubts have not diminished, and after hearing the other party's conversation, he feels that the matter is even more difficult to understand. Who is that person?Where is he now?

He has no use value, and that person has left himself to fend for himself, or does he want to get something from himself?He has nothing left, and even his soul is left with endless sorrow and death.

"You just need to know that you were rescued by this seat. You are no longer in that secret room. You were rescued. As a reward for saving you, this seat wants to know everything about you and why you were imprisoned." In the basement of the palace? Why did you become a blood slave? What is your relationship with Nangong Yinli? The most important thing is that I need to know about the elixir of life." Feng Bujing said so much in one breath, but There is no nonsense, but to ask what you want to know.

As Feng Bujing asked one question after another, the man lying on the bed who was not very mobile became more and more excited and flustered.How could the other party know about his situation...

The man stared at Feng Bujing with wide-eyed eyes in bewilderment, but he quickly calmed down after getting excited.

After all, it was a former emperor, standing on the top of the tower, it is not easy to relax and relax.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand, I don't know anything?" The man categorically denied that even if his family was unlucky and had a bad son, his Nangong family's family affairs would not allow others to interfere.

What's more, it also involves the biggest secret of the entire Moon Spirit Continent, so let's not let the other party succeed. Who knows what kind of big conspiracy and big plan this seemingly unparalleled man in front of him has.

He has already regretted it, and he hopes that Li'er will also realize that this world belongs to the Feng family, and the ruler of this continent is the Feng family. It is God's will. Power, angering God, may bring disaster to the entire continent.

It will be too late to repent at that time.

Therefore, the man who thinks of these things will naturally not tell what he knows, and he just doesn't know.

"My surname is Feng." As if he knew that the man would deny it flatly, Feng Bujing was not angry because of this, but directly said his surname.

When they were in the underground secret room back then, the husband and wife could hear very clearly. The guilt and remorse towards the Feng family in this person's words did not beat around the bush, and he directly reported his surname. We should see how this person reacts .

But Feng Bujing's actions soon paid off.

I saw that the man who was lying on the wooden bed suddenly shook all over, and looked very excited. If he didn't have any strength in his whole body at the moment, he would have fallen to the ground with such a big movement.

How can it be like now, with a pair of eyes that are almost out of the window, just staring at Feng Bujing.

It was because the man's eyes were too focused and serious, Mo Qingyi felt uncomfortable now, why did this man look at his husband like this, he didn't like it.

So Mo Qingyi made a cute move, pulling Feng Bujing behind him, while he stood in front of him, blocking the sight of the person on the bed that was about to burst into a scorching light.

Regarding the actions of his precious lady, Feng Bujing has no opinion at all, because he knows that the unhealed Qingyi has always been in a state of anxiety, that is, he has no sense of security. Protecting Qingyi, but because of her own mistakes, Qingyi wanted to become so fragile, just because she was afraid of losing herself.

No matter what Mo Qingyi wants to do now, Feng Bujing will fully support him. Like now, he will stand quietly behind Qingyi and let Qingyi protect him. Even if there is an overly enthusiastic look from the other party, Qingyi will isolate himself.

But this kind of ease made me cherish him even more, his wife!Always make yourself madly in love with, never-ending.

"You, you, you..." The man, that is, Nangong Yaotian couldn't move his body, so he could only look at Feng Bujing with extremely excited eyes, he couldn't even believe what he heard.

The surname is Feng, the man in front of him said his surname is Feng, he must not be lying to himself... No, it should not be fake, Nangong Yaotian subconsciously thinks that the man in front of him is disdainful of lying, He said that his surname is Feng, so it must be something else.

"Farewell to you, my surname is Feng, and I am the descendant of Feng Lingyue." Standing behind Mo Qingyi, hugging Mo Qingyi's waist from behind, resting his head on Mo Qingyi's shoulder, more directly Identify yourself.

It's true, it's true, he still has a day to meet the descendants of the Feng family. For so many years, he has been looking for an opportunity to confess in front of the Feng family in person, but he has no chance. When there was no future, I actually saw the descendants of the Feng family, and was rescued by the descendants of the Feng family.

How can such a transformation not make Nangong Yaotian surprised, even amazed, the world is impermanent, and often there is a destiny in the dark.

"You are really a descendant of Feng Lingyue." Although I completely believed it in my heart, I still couldn't help asking.

"There's a lot of nonsense. This seat said yes, so it is. Now it's your turn to say it. You can give the answer to the question I asked just now." Quickly know what happened back then.

Sure enough, it was his descendants. This arrogant and unparalleled character was extremely self-confident, and only his descendants, the descendants who inherited his blood, had such an aura.

but……

"What? Since you already know the identity of this seat, you still refuse to say it, or do you say that your words of repentance in the secret room were all nonsense." Seeing Nangong Yaotian's embarrassed expression, Feng Bujing continued to ask .

Chirping, if you don't talk about it, just hypnotize him.

"It's really hard to say!" The events of that year seemed to be still vivid in his mind, tormenting his mind all the time.

Now his descendants want to ask himself what happened, how can Nangong Yaotian, who has always regretted it, open his mouth!

"It's hard to say, but my patience is not very good." When Feng Bujing spoke so forcefully, he quietly pressed Mo Qingyi's hand that was about to strike, and gently shook Mo Qingyi affectionately He shook his head, telling his wife to be calm, and he can handle everything.

It seems that not only is Feng Bujing impatient, Mo Qingyi seems to be even more impatient now, he almost got a slap in the chest by Nangong Yaotian who was speechless.

It's hard for you to say anything, since you don't want to say it, just call until you finish.