Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Mo Wuchen looked at Feng Jingyou, and before Feng Jingyou could react, he reached out his big hand and gently kissed her on the forehead.

"Okay, I remember."

There was a wicked smile on Mo Wuchen's lips.

"I do need to go draw blood. Does Xiao Youer feel sorry for me?"

Feng Jingyou paused, and said word by word: "Isn't Wei Zhang's blood still there?"

Mo Wuchen covered his chest with a painful expression.

"I am afraid."

He took Feng Jingyou into his arms and let her lean close to his chest.

"I'm not afraid anymore as long as Xiao You'er is sleeping with me."

After saying this, Mo Wuchen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Feng Jingyou felt a little uncomfortable being imprisoned by Mo Wuchen, and moved restlessly, which made Mo Wuchen suffer.

Mo Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, his voice extremely low and hoarse:

"Xiao You'er, sleep well, ok?"

When Feng Jingyou heard this, he was shocked and seemed to realize something.

She stopped moving immediately and closed her eyes hastily.

Mo Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, rubbed the hair of the person in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

..

The next day.

Mo Wuchen changed into a black robe, wore a mysterious silver mask, and arrived at the blood drawing place early.

I thought it was just a formality, but I didn't expect -

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Feng Jingyou tilting his head and giving him a wicked smile.

"come in."

Feng Jingyou leaned lazily in his seat, as if he didn't know Mo Wuchen at all.

"over there."

Feng Jingyou pointed to the place where they met last time and motioned Mo Wuchen to go over.

Mo Wuchen's eyes darkened, and when he confirmed that there was no one more "important" than Feng Jingyou here, he said, "I am stupid, please lead the way."

Feng Jingyou almost couldn't hold back when he heard this.

"How do you talk to our adults?" The little minion next to them didn't know the relationship between the two and thought that Mo Wuchen was contradicting Feng Jingyou, so he immediately stood up to defend her.

"It's okay, back off."

Feng Jingyou's tone returned to its usual coldness.

She will only be different when facing Mo Wuchen and Feng Luohan.

"I can take you there, but how do you prove your sincerity?"

Feng Jingyou looked at Mo Wuchen with amusement.

Mo Wuchen's voice immediately rang in Feng Jingyou's mind: "How about you pledge yourself to me?"

Feng Jingyou's eyes changed color, but his expression remained calm as always.

Mo Wuchen said respectfully: "I can be your little brother."

"it is good."

Feng Jingyou agreed readily and led Mo Wuchen to the place where blood was to be drawn.

When the people here saw Feng Jingyou, they all behaved respectfully and called him "Sir" one by one.

After looking at Mo Wuchen beside Feng Jingyou, they looked at each other for a few times and understood the meaning.

"I faint at the sight of blood, so I'll just drop you off here. Don't forget to keep your promise."

Feng Jingyou glanced at Mo Wuchen indifferently, as if treating a stranger, and left him alone.

This made the subordinates confused, and they didn't know whether to be harsher or gentler on Mo Wuchen.

Feng Jingyou returned to his seat, his face calm and expressionless.

a long time.

Mo Wuchen finally walked out from the inner room, but the way he walked was different from before, and every step was weak.

When he reached the door, Mo Wuchen held onto the wall with one hand and slowly took off his mask, leaving only half of his face covered.

That face, though extremely beautiful, was also pale and sickly.

"Cough cough."

Mo Wuchen coughed a few times, and the black robe on his shoulders slowly dropped a little.

Feng Jingyou was shocked and ran over to support him.

"What's going on? No blood for the weapon?"

She used her spiritual sense to communicate with Mo Wuchen, but there was no response from Mo Wuchen.

The minions on the side were all dumbfounded.

The adults have been here for a day, but I haven’t seen her like this?

"Miss Feng."

Xuan Zheng happened to arrive here at this time. When he saw Feng Jingyou, he also saw the weak Mo Wuchen.

But because Mo Wuchen had his eyes closed, and because of his pale complexion and half-covered face, Xuan Zheng could not see his entire appearance.

But these were enough to amaze him.

I guess this must be Ye Chen.

She was really a perfect match for Feng Jingyou, but it was a pity that she was disfigured.

Xuan Zheng sighed silently in his heart.

"Miss Feng, don't be afraid, Ye Chen is having a normal reaction."

Xuan Zheng comforted Feng Jingyou: "It was the same when we came here. Ye Chen must be very weak during this period. You have to take good care of him."

As soon as Xuan Zheng finished speaking, Mo Wuchen's hands went limp, and his body leaned weakly towards Feng Jingyou.

Due to his height and standing position, Mo Wuchen could not fall accurately into Feng Jingyou's arms.

Mo Wuchen's eyelashes trembled slightly. He bent down slightly and then fell down with the momentum.

Due to the obstruction of the black robe, no one noticed Mo Wuchen's little movement.

Xuan Zheng frowned when he saw that Mo Wuchen was so weak.

He looked at the sky, and then looked at Mo Wuchen, who was weak and unable to take care of himself.

"Send Ye Chen back first. He looks very bad."

"Don't worry, you don't need to worry about things here, I can just help you watch it."

Xuan Zheng is very considerate.

At this moment, Feng Jingyou thought that the death energy in Mo Wuchen's body was raging, so he responded hurriedly, waved his hand, used the teleportation talisman, and took Mo Wuchen away.

Xuan Zheng looked at the backs of the two and sighed.

"How cruel."

He didn't expect that Feng Jingyou didn't even say hello to the people inside in advance, and drew so much blood from Ye Chen in vain.

Xuan Zheng walked into the place where blood was drawn and asked, "Why did you treat that man so cruelly just now?"

The subordinates then realized that something was wrong:

"He didn't say a word, and we thought he was okay, so—"

"Confused," Xuan Zheng shook his head, "Be careful next time you see him."

He could only remind them this much, and leave the rest to these subordinates to figure out on their own.

the other side.

Mo Wuchen was still lying in Feng Jingyou's arms.

Feng Jingyou tried to cover his wrist, but Mo Wuchen restrained him with a backhand. He immediately took off his mask and said weakly:

"It's nothing, it's just a small matter."

Feng Jingyou insisted on checking Mo Wuchen no matter what, but Mo Wuchen shook his head:

"They took some of my blood. I'm just a little weak. It's not the riot of death energy. I'll be fine soon."

Feng Jingyou looked at Mo Wuchen's gradually recovering complexion, but was still a little worried. He took out an extremely bitter pill from the space and handed it to Mo Wuchen.

"It's a bit bitter."

Mo Wuchen's pupils sank, he took the pill, closed his eyes, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After taking the pill, Mo Wuchen had more reason to continue leaning on Feng Jingyou.

He felt that the pill was not bitter at all, but very sweet.

"Is Weizhang's blood running out?"

Feng Jingyou frowned, not knowing why this situation had occurred.

After Mo Wuchen's blood was drawn, would his identity be discovered?

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