Lengao Sword Spirit, Husband, are you good or bad?

Chapter 46

The audience fell silent, all looking at the man who suddenly appeared in the ring.

Standing tall in black clothes, his tall and straight figure is like a long sword, his black hair is neatly tied up, and his expression is cold and arrogant without a trace of emotion.

The clothes fluttered like a god, and everyone in that room became the background.

Yun Se looked surprised, why did he come in.

mock her?To see her jokes?

"Who are you? No one else can interfere in the Sword Spirit Competition. What's the purpose of you coming in!" Mo Cheng said frantically.

Mo Fei didn't even give him a glimpse from the corner of the eye, she looked sideways at Yun Se, her long and narrow eyes were deep and steady: "Can you still hold on?"

"I can't die." Yun Se had a stubborn face, her eyes were firm, "I can fight, I don't need you to get me out."

Hearing her words, Mo Fei raised her eyes slightly, and her thin lips parted slightly as if smiling: "When did I say I would let you out."

"Then what are you doing here?" Yunse braced herself, breathing tremblingly, her arms were limp, and she couldn't even lift a branch.

The two violent attacks just now were the limit, and she could no longer mobilize the spiritual power of the branches.

Damn it!Yunse shook her head.

Vision began to blur.

Mo Fei looked at the blood all over her body, and his cold and arrogant expression softened a little, and he put his hand on her head: "You did a good job."

Yun Se paused for breath, and immediately took a step back and patted his hand away: "Don't touch me!"

Mo Fei was a little annoyed, she had the same attitude yesterday, her temper was inexplicable.

"Hey, hey! It's almost enough. This is the sword spirit competition, not a place for you to flirt." Mo Cheng smiled mockingly, and swung his big knife to the ground.

"Little sister, let your little lover go down, I don't have eyes with a big knife, if you two are wiped out, you will be ashamed and lose your face!"

Yun Se was furious, and as soon as she raised her hand, there was a piercing attack, and the black branch in her hand shone with a more eye-catching light.

In the next second, all of Mo Cheng's clothes were chopped off, and he could only hide his shame.

Fierce laughter broke out from the audience.

Yun Se stabilized her body, her breathing was rapid, she clutched the branch hard, her face was ugly.

The attack just now was not her spiritual power.

"I don't need your help!"

Mo Fei didn't move, watching with cold eyes, his whole body exuded an extremely displeased breath, and his face was gloomy.

This Yun Se is getting more and more outrageous, he's a dignified ancient sword spirit who comes to help, but she despises her so much!

"The shady scene of the Sword Spirit Competition is too obvious! The judges cheated in public..."

"Snapped!"

Seeing Yun Se raising his hand wantonly, Mo Cheng was knocked to the ground by an invisible force, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and several ribs were already broken!

Mo Cheng looked at Yun Se in panic: "You're blatantly cheating! This is... ah!"

Yunse snapped all five fingers together!

Mo Cheng's limbs twisted in an extremely strange state, and then there were four sounds of fractures.

Yunse's arm slowly lowered, and she felt her scalp go numb when she heard the voice, and she panicked.

She glanced at Mo Fei who was still standing aside, these powers belonged to Mo Fei.

"Cheating... Ah! Let go of me... Help me!" In less than a minute, Mo Cheng became a useless person.

Mo Fei looked at Yun Se coldly and arrogantly, stern and deep.

"Go, take down the ring with your own hands."

Yun Se looked coldly at the person lying on the ground, and then at the audience looking up and worshiping. At this moment, she seemed to be standing on the highest point.

This is what it feels like to be strong.

"Yunse! Do you have the face to do this!" Mo Cheng struggled on the ground, the pain of broken bones almost killed him.

Yunse sneered, the branch suddenly pierced into his palm, listening to his wailing, Yunse said: "You have the face to deal with the seriously injured me, why can't I deal with the seriously injured you."

"I'm challenging you... what is he! If you have the ability to fight with dignity!"

"boom!"

Mo Cheng was kicked off the ring by Yunse.

"Yun Se wins!"

The support from the audience was very enthusiastic, obviously Yunse had already won the hearts of the people.

"It's too much! The three-yearly Sword Spirit Competition is such a fool!" The abuse in the master area became louder and louder.

It was originally a competition, but now it has become a joke.

"It seems that you really don't know who he is." Su Yu looked proudly at the bunch of ants in the master area.

Mo Fei was not grateful for his kindness: "Why do you need to explain to the mouse?"

"That's what I said, but it's not good for little Thurse. Didn't you see that everyone has an opinion?" Su Yu propped his chin.

Mo Fei frowned slightly, her cold and arrogant eyes narrowed, and she looked towards the expert area like thorns.

With just one look, more than a dozen people on the opposite side were silenced.

"Who has an opinion on the use of sword spirits in the sword spirit competition?"

Swish!
Everyone looked at Mo Fei in unison, dumbfounded!Shocked and stunned!
There is nothing wrong with using the sword spirit in the sword spirit competition!Reasonable!
But as we all know, the sword spirit that Yunse has always wanted is Mo Fei!

Mo Fei is an ancient sword spirit, transformed from a wood spirit, the sword spirit standing at the top!
And now standing here is Yunse!
Then isn't her sword spirit just...

The ancient sword spirit - Mo Fei!
"Impossible! Although we haven't met Mo Fei! But we also know that Mo Fei doesn't want Yun Se to control him! Yun Se is a waste of the Yun family... ah!"

Before the man finished speaking, Mo Fei threw him into the ring out of thin air, creating a deep hole.

Mo Fei was angry.

Just because of two words——

waste.

Mo Fei looked down at him, exuding a murderous and bloodthirsty aura around him.

"It seems that you have an opinion."

Every word, with a strong chill.

The man quickly shook his head begging for mercy!His body was already wet: "No! I have no objection!"

Mo Fei smiled wickedly, it was just a shallow smile, but it made people feel chills behind.Then he slapped his palm directly to shatter his heart.

"Who has an opinion?"

Not to mention the challenge, no one dared to speak in the master area.

Yun Se looked at the person in front of her, pursing her thin lips lightly.

This is the second time Mo Fei stood in front of her.

Her sword spirit...

She chased for so long and never got his answer.

Now he says yes, so is it?

Mo Fei, you must be thinking too well.

If she wants to be her sword spirit, it also depends on whether she is willing to have it.

Just as Yun Se raised her hand to push him away, the breath in her body suddenly churned, and the spirit veins were impacted as if they were about to explode in the next moment!

"Uh..." Yunse's legs gave way and she fell forward.

The raised arm was grabbed by Mo Fei.

Mo Fei sensed something was wrong with her breath, turned around and embraced her, and took her into his arms.

"Yunse!" Mo Fei felt for her pulse, his face darkened instantly.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Se and Mo Fei disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Mo Fei threw Yun Se onto the bed, and became even more angry. He watched Yun Se hit her spiritual veins with spiritual power, and wished he could slap her to death!

"I said that you can't use other people's spiritual power to impact your spiritual veins, you don't want to die!"

Yun Se frowned, she could no longer hear Mo Fei's voice.

In this sword spirit competition, she deliberately provoked Yunyin, just wanting to get some palms from Yunyin, so that she could use Yunyin's spiritual power to disrupt her own spiritual veins.

Mo Fei saw that Yunse's spiritual veins were out of control and started to run away. The spiritual power was rushing through her body, so she had to help her.

This method is indeed effective, but her disabled body can't bear it.

"Pfft!" Yunse spat out a mouthful of blood, all the bones in her body were aching, and the surge of spiritual power caused her unbearable pain!
Mo Fei placed her palm on top of her head, and her spiritual power became stronger in an instant, stabilizing her spiritual veins.

"Ah! It hurts...it hurts!"

Yunse couldn't move, her facial features were tightly wrinkled, the blood in her body seemed to be torn, every inch seemed to be cut by a knife, and even breathing hurt.

It took a long time for Mo Fei to control her runaway spirit veins and support her limp and fallen body.

Yun Se's eyelids were half-closed, and she could only see Mo Fei's indifferent expression.

he is very angry.

why are you mad……

What she does has nothing to do with him, even if her spirit veins go berserk and kill her, that's her business.

Yunse has a lot to say, she doesn't want to owe him anything...but she can't make a sound.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came from the finger, it was numb, like something cool and slippery was being licked.

What is it?
Yun Se struggled to look up, and vaguely saw Mo Fei lowering her head.

What is he doing……

Yun Se had a dream, an extremely hot dream. In the dream, she was touched by something cold, and the originally scorching and painful wound gradually became cold and comfortable.

She couldn't help humming softly, her body was limp due to the pain, but after the cold, it was hot and hot, and the fever was severe.

Mo Fei half-kneeled beside the bed, her fingers lightly brushed across her body, a red light lit up at the fingertips, wherever the fingers touched, Yun Se's injuries were healed.

Sword spirits are the easiest to heal injuries caused by sword spirits.

There were hundreds of wounds, large and small, on Yunse's body. They looked brand new, and it was completely impossible to see that there had been any injuries.

Mo Fei's fingers touched Yunse's neck, and the wound on her neck was very serious, and it would have killed her if it was a hair's breadth away.

His fingers rested next to the wound, stained with blood.

To him, her blood was very hot, even burning.

"I said that the spirit-controlling blood can't be wasted, it's always disobedient."

Mo Fei lowered her head slowly as she spoke, there seemed to be a gleam of red light in her pitch-black eyes.

He kissed the wound, and the cold tip of his tongue ran across her wound. This temperature made him feel very warm.

Mo Fei's hand holding Yunse's shoulder was even tighter, the boiling blood made it hard for him to hold back!
The hotter the boiling blood, the more potential it can stimulate the sword spirit.

There is no upper limit to the ability of the sword spirit, and a large part of the reason for determining the ability of the sword spirit is the control of the spirit blood.

It's the master's mood!

"Hmm... don't..." Yun Se shook her head. In her dream, she felt her body was itchy, as if a breeze was blowing in her bones, like someone was holding a feather across her palm...

Mo Fei got up, blood was still on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were deeper, he put his hands next to her face, looked at her rosy cheeks, the slightly open mouth was very attractive.

Not a single drop of Spirit Controlling Blood should be wasted.

Mo Fei's eyes were deep and dark, and she licked away the last wound on her cheek.

Then he looked at her lips, for some reason... really wanted to touch them.

His eyes drooped slightly, and the long eyelashes cast beautiful arcs under his eyes. He looked at the woman under him. Although she was only 16 years old, she already looked very delicate, and her skin was whiter than ordinary people.

Mo Fei's lips moved down slowly, and when she smelled the sweet smell in her mouth, just as she was about to stick it on, her heart suddenly ached!
Mo Fei pressed down hard, her five fingers gripping her clothes tightly, why was there an inexplicable heat flowing through her.

(End of this chapter)