Evil Emperor Loves the Crap Consort

Tongye

reaches for the bottle stopper, and Fengyu pours all the white powder on yuelingyan impolitely.

Speaking of the white powder, Beiming snow had tasted it before.

However, at that time, she did not have high-level medicinal materials, so after refining, the efficacy was limited.

This bottle of medicine is refined from the high-level herbs she collected in the place of trial. I don't know how many times better the effect is.

Yuelingyan's last hope is completely shattered. Her eyes are empty and almost numb, looking at Fengyu. Her whole body is tight, but she is expressing her hatred for Fengyu.

No one can understand the deep hatred.

Fengyu doesn't seem to realize how much she hates her. She coolly puts away the medicine bottle in her hand, and then looks at her with her arms around her chest.

But more than ten seconds later, the effect came into play immediately.

The moon spirit smoke feels the whole body breed up a burst of itching feeling, at first only slight, not how obvious.

But that feeling, more and more intense, as if to invade the bone marrow in general.

She couldn't help groaning in pain. She reached out and grabbed hard. Soon, her white skin was bleeding and her white face was immediately full of scratches.

However, the itching of that kind of bone erosion has not been alleviated. Instead, the more she grasps, the more itching she gets. She can't help running.

Fengyu coldly looked at the ground and kept holding her own woman. For such a little time, on her arm and face, she had already been caught.

Because this kind of medicine is special, the scratches on her face and body can never be removed, no matter what method she uses.

After that, yuelingyan, who was as beautiful as an immortal, could only live as an ugly man.

A woman like her suddenly becomes ugly. I don't know if she can accept the blow.

Fengyu suddenly can't help but begin to look forward to the moon spirit smoke, see oneself become ugly eight strange, what reaction will have.

"It's so hard. I can't stand it. Yunfengyu, you bitch, give me a good time, give me a pain, Wuwu..."

Being tortured by this kind of pain, yuelingyan couldn't bear it any more and cried for mercy.

But how could Fengyu kill her? Beimingchen let go. If she killed this woman, then he would not give her God's blood.

Compared with the blood of God Emperor, this woman's life is not worth mentioning.

With her ability now, you can kill her whenever you want, why do you want to fight against beimingchen at this moment.

Everything will wait until she gets the blood of the emperor.

Besides, she wants to wait and see this woman become ugly.

"Yuelingyan, don't worry. I won't let you die. I don't want your life yet."

With that, he turned and left.

Looking at the suffering of yuelingyan, although it was really cool, she screamed too loud, and her ears were noisy.

*

yuelingyan finally fainted after being tortured.

When beimingchen came to find her, he saw that her body was covered with blood, and no part of her body was intact. In short, she was seriously injured.

It can be seen that she must have suffered a lot.

Seeing the smoke of the moon spirit, there was something unspeakable in beimingchen's heart. He suddenly began to doubt whether it was wrong to stand by this time.

He really didn't expect that Fengyu would make yuelingyan so miserable.

He thought that there was resentment in her heart, as long as the resentment was good, but he didn't expect that she lost most of yuelingyan's life.

I'm afraid, if he didn't explain that sentence, she would kill yuelingyan.

Beimingchen brow tightly tightened up, Lingyan ate such a loss, wake up, presumably also won't be good for bad, the hatred between them, really is more and more deep.

He picked up yuelingyan impatiently and sent her back to her room. Then he ordered someone to go to the palace and ask the imperial doctor to treat her.

The wound on her body must be handled carefully, otherwise, I'm afraid it will leave a scar.

At this time, beimingchen didn't know that the scar on yuelingyan's body, no matter how to deal with it, could never be removed. After these things scabbed, they would be with her forever.

*

Fengyu left the palace after leaving the courtyard of beimingchen.

As for the follow-up development, she doesn't care at all, but she knows that beimingchen won't let yuelingyan die.

And these days, all the thoughts of beimingchen may be used in yuelingyan, and she has no time to take care of her, so she still leaves for a few days when he doesn't pay attention.

She worried that if she had been in the Chen palace, she would not stop tossing the moon spirit smoke, and accidentally kill her.

Xiaohua street.

Fengyu walked aimlessly in the street, with a veil on her face. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her thoughts fell into meditation.Now it's four or five days since the end of the trial. I just don't know if anyone has come out of the trial place except Haoyuan college.

If anyone comes out, I'm afraid the leader of the twenty sects will soon take action.

Although she asked Dean Xiao to send a letter to long Zixuan, it is still unknown whether long Zixuan can resist the pressure of twenty sect leaders.

If he can, then, Nan Shuyuan is bound to be OK.

But if he can't, then she has to make an arrangement. She can't watch Nan Shuyuan be killed by those people as a future trouble.

If those people are destined to come, she hopes that they can deal with the things here and leave at beimingchen.

In this way, she will be able to see nanshuyuan with her own eyes, and it won't delay her searching for materials.

The front road is stopped suddenly by the person, Feng feather immediately feels two familiar breath, raise head, then see two teenagers block in front of her.

The boy on the left was wearing a dark red robe. His long black hair hung down, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Under his thick eyebrows, there were a pair of dark blue eyes, mysterious and charming like stars.

His left cheek, there is a pale scar, even so, also handsome arrogant.

The boy on the right is dressed in a black brocade robe, with magnificent patterns embroidered with gold thread on the hem, revealing a mysterious color.

He a pair of amber eyes slightly squint, gorgeous lip shallow hook up, look at the phoenix feather.

After seeing his face, Feng Yu immediately froze, this face is very beautiful, but this is not the reason for her to froze.

, as like as two peas, the face of her face is exactly alike to the best brother in the past.

How could that be?

Is the person in front of you Tongye?

Is Tongye here?

Tongye is not a member of her organization. He is the most powerful hypnotist in the world. When her power was encircled, he buried with her in the sea of fire in order to save her.

Fengyu suddenly raised a glimmer of hope. Since she can cross here, why can't Tongye?

Wu Xiang looks at her stunned appearance and raises her lips in a good mood. As expected, does this little woman like herself better than Nero's face?

The smile on his lips is deeper, and he looks at Fengyu with satisfaction. He has to say that the little woman's appearance is even more amazing.

Niro frowned, dissatisfied with Feng Yu staring at Wu xiangkan, and seemed to be fascinated.

He felt that he should look the same as he did. When she first saw her, how could she not be so fascinated?

Niro felt from the bottom of his heart that Fengyu must be fascinated by Wuxiang's appearance, so he would stare at him tightly and couldn't move his sight for a long time.

He looked at Fengyu and said in a low voice, "yunfengyu, come back."

In the heart silently added a, flower crazy.

Fengyu didn't hear Niro's words at all. Of course, even if she heard it, she would not pay attention to it. Now all her thoughts are on the face in front of her.

She suppresses to let her shake of excitement, tremble of voice tentatively way, "Tong night?"

After calling out the name, the pain of bone erosion came from her body immediately. Her face turned pale immediately, and she opened her lips to gasp.

But a pair of eyes, but has been staring at such a handsome face in front of, do not want to stagger half expression.

Wuxiang was slightly stunned, and then frowned, because he suddenly realized that the reason why Fengyu would stare at him was not that he was fascinated by his appearance.

But because she recognized the wrong person, recognized him as the Tongye in her mouth.

He had a sense of frustration. They had known each other for a short time. Did this woman really not recognize him as Wu Xiang, not as a ghost night?

Who is that Tung night? Do you really look like him? It's like it's so confusing?

"Yun Fengyu, what's the matter with you?"

Niro, however, found the abnormality on Feng Yu's face. Her expression was obviously suffering.

This woman gave him the impression that she was always indifferent, cold as snow, just like an ice sculpture. He had never seen her so fragile at this time.

That pale face, as if the next moment will faint.

In his cognition, Yun Fengyu is powerful, very powerful. Even compared with Wu Xiang, she is not much weaker. Therefore, how can she have such a weak side?

At this time see her appearance, he can't help some worry.

With his voice, Wuxiang also found something unusual, but the girl in front of him was still looking at him so dejected that she didn't seem to be sure of anything and would not give up.

Wu Xiang's brow moved for a moment, and suddenly pulled Feng Yu's wrist to feel her pulse. He knew some medical skills, so he helped her by the way.

She must be very sick. She looks so bad.When Nero saw his action, he just moved his brow and didn't say anything.

Even if he doesn't like it, who can make Wuxiang's medical skills better than him?

And Fengyu, even now, is looking at Wuxiang, even he reached out to grab her hand, she did not resist.