Evil Phoenix

Chapter 170 It's Too Late (2)

The sharp blade met her chest, but Feng Nanjin didn't dodge it.

Folding the fan with one hand, the left hand raised, bringing out a wisp of odorless smoke.

Mo Junhan, who was pressing in front of him, had no time to avoid it, and the tip of the arrow pierced Feng Nanjin's chest half an inch, but he completely inhaled the white smoke.

Mo Junhan, who fell to the ground, obviously had disbelief on his face, even Feng Nanjin found it inconceivable that he would use such a despicable method.

Even at the expense of using himself as bait.

Just a little bit of miscalculation, and Mo Junhan's blade would pierce his heart.

This method was really risky, but if it wasn't so dangerous, how could it have fooled Mo Junhan who was not inferior to him.

Mo Junhan, you lost because you miscalculated how much I care about Bai Luoge...

Ignoring Mo Junhan who was fainted by the mist, he hurried towards the silent bed.

Lifting off the bed curtain in front of her eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Bai Luoge on the bed who had lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

But when his eyes touched her wrist with the brocade quilt exposed, the pain flashed through the demon pupils.

The location and depth of this wound...

Her tendon is probably broken.

Feng Nanjin, who planned to take Bai Luoge away, lifted a corner of the brocade quilt, only to find that Bai Luoge under the quilt was seriously injured.

This is only what you can see, I'm afraid there are more invisible parts!

He was really late.

The treasure he cared about was humiliated by Mo Junhan, killing intent appeared in the amber demon pupils...

Looking at Mo Junhan who was lying on the ground, his gaze was frozen, and he opened the folding fan...

"Um……"

Bai Luoge, who slowly regained consciousness, turned his wrist and groaned in pain as he pulled his wound, which instantly awakened Feng Nanjin, who was full of killing intent.

He almost couldn't control himself and killed Mo Junhan recklessly!

Although he wanted to, but the master was kind to him, he could ignore anyone, except the master.

But he promises that there will be no next time, and he will guard her every step of the way in the future.

He took off the fiery red robe, wrapped it around Bai Luoge's body, and picked up the man whose consciousness was still a little hazy.

"Woman, be good, go to sleep, I will take you out of here."

Whispering softly next to her ear, Bai Luoge felt relieved when he heard his voice, and fell into a coma no longer.

After Feng Helin, who was guarding the door, saw the person in Feng Nanjin's hands, his bloodshot, swollen eyes shone with excitement.

He hurried forward to check on Bai Luoge's safety, but was stopped by Feng Nanjin.

"Leave here first."

With a signal, the group of four quickly left the palace surrounded by walls without disturbing anyone.

The four people who had just returned to Dingguo General's Mansion entered Bai Luoge's Zhuxin Garden, and met Ling Liche who had just rushed to Tianmo City.

After seeing the woman in Feng Nanjin's arms, the tense nerves and Gao Ti's heart calmed down a little, as long as she is fine.

However, the injury on her wrist...

Feng Nanjin was not surprised by Ling Liche's appearance. He had always suspected that Bai Luoge's identity was not that simple, but he never had a chance to prove it.

He kept all the interaction between the two at the Six Nations Conference in his heart.

But, Ling Liche, where were you when she was being tortured?

Do you think I will rest assured that she will be handed over to you with scars?
Ignoring Ling Liche, he made a sideways detour and entered the house.

"Find someone to boil hot water, ask a maid to wash her body, and grind this herbal medicine..."

(End of this chapter)