Concubine training the night king

Chapter 219 [End] Mother-in-law, do you want to kill me? 3
"Go away! Otherwise, don't blame Ben... I'm ruthless!" Mochizuki Wuyin's eyes turned red, and he could feel that the people on his body were breathing more and more rapidly.

Can't delay any longer.

"Lord Ye, if you don't put her down again, just wait to prepare for her funeral! The knife just now hurt the internal organs. If you don't put her down and let me treat her, I promise, you will never see her again Already!" Lianji said, feeling a little agitated.

After Tang Ye heard what he said, suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Liu Ziye?" Yes, that voice is that voice.

No wonder, he always felt that Lianzhi looked like a person before!

"You are right! So, don't doubt my medical skills, put her down quickly!"

Lianzhi even boldly admitted the fact that he was pretending to be Liu Ziye, but he didn't care about that. What he was worried about now was the heartless woman on Mochizuki Wuyin's back.

Hearing this, Mochizuki Wuyin's eyes crinkled, as if he was beginning to waver.

Even if they take Fang Xiaoxiao out now to find a doctor, it will take a lot of time...

There is a ready-made doctor in front of him, but Mochizuki Wuyin doesn't know whether he should trust him or not.

"Keep her, she will live! Take her away, she will die! You choose!" Lianzhi's voice came again.

Disturbed Mochizuki Silence's mind...

She died... No, absolutely not.

"Ahem..." Fang Xiaoxiao, who was on the back of Wangyue Wuyin, frowned tightly, closed her eyes, and looked very uncomfortable.

"Okay!" Mochizuki Wuyin suddenly nodded in agreement.

The three entered the room together, Fang Xiaoxiao was turned over and placed on the bed.

Lianzhi frowned, took a dagger, and cut open the fabric on her back, revealing her fair skin.

The wound on the back was very deep, and blood stains smeared from the wound.

It looks like a coquettish peony flower.

Mochizuki silently frowned, clenched his hands into fists, and stared at Lianzhi's movements with his eyes, every move he made.

I completely forgot about my current situation.

He and Tang Ye were still wearing night clothes. If Lian Zhi called for someone to come right now...they would not be able to escape.

However, Lianzhi didn't seem to be in the mood to think about that either, he just helped Fang Xiaoxiao clean up the wound carefully, and then stopped the bleeding.

He raised his red sleeve, casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then began to help her stitch up the wound.

The wound was too big, and it would be difficult to stop the bleeding without suturing, and even if it stopped, it would still split open in a short time.

"Eh..." Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help moaning from the pain in her back. Her forehead was already covered with thick thin sweat.

In a daze, she was dreaming again.

In the dream, Mochizuki Wuyin was tied up all over his body, while Lianzhi, who was dressed in red, was standing beside him laughing, holding a dagger in his hand, about to stab him.

Fang Xiaoxiao was shocked, so she rushed forward...

However, when she rushed forward, Mochizuki Wuyin disappeared, and when she turned her head, Lianzhi also disappeared.

The surrounding environment began to transform into a white world.

When Fang Xiaoxiao lowered her head, it was endless white, and when she raised her head, it was still endless white.

She could see nothing but her own body.

"Girl..." Beside him, an old but somewhat familiar voice came.

(End of this chapter)