Evil Phoenix

Chapter 175 You Are My Wife (1)

Two equally handsome and powerful men met for the same woman.

A puff of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose in the air, and the soaring internal force faintly resisted.

But they all carefully avoided the weak Bai Luoge, restraining themselves from doing their best.

Bai Luoge was next to Ling Liche, obviously he had to take care of the woman in his arms and resist Feng Nanjin's mental pressure, the situation was not good for him.

After a while, his throat turned fishy and sweet.

She resisted but did not want to let go of Bai Luoge in her arms.

Letting go is tantamount to admitting defeat. He, Ling Liche, doesn't even have the ability to protect his own woman, so why would he have the face to let her marry him?

Feng Nanjin's purpose was to make Ling Liche let go.

Seeing that he had to carefully control the internal force against him so as not to hurt Bai Luoge in his arms, he obviously couldn't resist.

Feng Nanjin not only did not weaken, but strengthened the pressure of internal force.

The muffled sound of explosions echoed faintly in the air, as if the undercurrent from a distant underground suddenly surged...

Pfft... Ling Liche spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the plain carved ground, creating a strange magnificence.

But his hands held Bai Luoge tightly in his arms, which seemed to imply that he would not let go.

"Enough! It's just a useless person, there's nothing to argue about."

Bai Luoge interrupted the silent struggle between the two, and looked at his gauze-wrapped wrist indifferently.

There was a tinge of anger in his tone, as well as strands of sadness...

She is not a person who feels sorry for herself, if she is crippled, she will be crippled, even if she is crippled, she will not let Mo Junhan and Bai Lanying go.

The current Bai Luoge only has hatred in her heart. She doesn't know how much difference there is between marrying and not marrying?

She no longer has the energy to take care of so many things, she just wants to get revenge, and she doesn't think about the things after that...

A flash of pain flashed across Ling Liche's dusty face.

With one hand, he could wrap Bai Luoge tightly into his chest, and with the other hand, he stroked her white hair, and leaned her head against his strong chest.

"You are not useless! Marry me, and I will be your hand. If you want revenge, I will accompany you. If you want freedom, I will let you go. As long as it is what you like, I will accept everything. Let me take care of you, okay?"

Feng and Lin standing aside just watched, Wuyan didn't dare to speak out anymore.

As for Feng Nanjin, it was rare to just watch like this without saying a word.

From the time he heard Bai Luoge's ravings when he was unconscious, he knew that he had lost.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight, but he just can't bear to hurt this woman who is already full of scars.

The embarrassment just now was just a temptation.

Ling Liche didn't hesitate to ask for marriage with the army, and he didn't let go of Bai Luoge despite the pressure just now, presumably with him, that cold woman would be happier, right?

He's not Mo Junhan, it's the first time he cares so much about a woman, if possible, he hopes to protect her by himself.

If not, then he would prefer to see her happy.

At this moment, Feng Nanjin is no longer an evil and seductive evildoer, nor is he a murderous and casual drug valley owner.

He is just an ordinary man, hoping that the woman he likes will be happy.

Bai Luoge closed his eyelids and remained silent.

She wanted to kill Mo Junhan, but she couldn't do it in her current situation.

These hands can no longer hold any weapons, and it is obvious that they will be restrained everywhere if they stay in the east.

What's more, among the six countries, except Tianao's national power surpassing the other five countries, there is no other country that dares to directly challenge Donglin, whose national power is second only to Tianao.

Marrying Tianao might really be the best choice right now.

(End of this chapter)