Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

"It's nothing special, I just want to borrow the Palace Guarding Bead."

Feng Jingyou spoke sincerely.

"no problem."

Xu Yuanji readily agreed and handed the palace-guarding beads to Feng Jingyou.

"Miss Wuyou, if you need my help in the future, just let me know."

Feng Jingyou smiled politely: "Thank you in advance. Of course, if you need my help with anything, feel free to ask."

"Wan Yi, you go back with him first. I have some things to do. I will come back to you in a few days."

She was worried about Mo Wuchen's condition and wanted to go over to check on him first.

"Okay, then be careful."

Mu Wanyi knew that Feng Jingyou had his own things to do.

"Ah."

After saying that, Feng Jingyou turned around and left.

"puff."

After leaving Mu Wanyi and Xu Yuanji's sight, Feng Jingyou covered his chest and violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her face was extremely pale and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

I just consumed too much energy.

She adjusted her breath to make herself look less embarrassed.

She didn't want to make Mo Wuchen worry.

Gods.

Feng Jingyou came to this familiar place again.

With the token, she entered smoothly, but Mo Yi refused to let her see Mo Wuchen.

"Miss Feng, we really can't let you see the Son of God."

Feng Jingyou's eyes were cold.

"take me."

Mo Yi tried to persuade him, but Mo Er stood up.

"Miss Feng, I'll take you there."

"Mo Er!"

Mo Yi didn't know why Mo Er did this.

Feng Jingyou passed Mo Yi and came to Mo Er's side: "Let's go."

Mo Erer said nothing and brought Feng Jingyou to where Mo Wuchen was.

This time, he was in a dark and cold cave.

"Miss Feng, the Son of God is inside."

After he brought Feng Jingyou to the entrance of the cave, he stopped moving forward.

Feng Jingyou entered the cave without thinking.

Mo Yi clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging, and swung them directly at Mo Er's face.

"You're a bastard. The Son of God said he didn't want Miss Feng to see him in his current state. What are you doing now?"

Mo Er didn't dodge either, but just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Yi, I promised the Son of God not to tell Miss Feng about that, but I didn't promise him not to bring Miss Feng to see him."

"Now only Miss Feng can save the Son of God. Shouldn't she see how much the Son of God has sacrificed for her? If the Son of God didn't want to forget her, why would he hurt himself like that every day?"

Mo Er's eyes were a little red.

"We have followed the Son of God since we were young. I don't want to see the Son of God suffer."

When Mo Yi heard this, he felt extremely upset.

"You shouldn't think like that. Miss Feng is not wrong."

He lowered his head, and the veins on his hands became more obvious.

"I know Miss Feng did nothing wrong. I did it on purpose. I just wanted to provoke her. If Miss Feng could really save the Son of God—"

Mo Er didn't continue talking.

He was also very confused.

If he really had the heart to exchange Feng Jingyou's life for Mo Wuchen's life, he would choose to tell Feng Jingyou.

But he didn't.

"Mo Er," Mo Yi's voice was a little hoarse, "If Miss Feng really did that, the Son of God would be even more painful."

"The Son of God considers Miss Feng much more important than himself. I think you know it very well."

"Even if Miss Feng really saved the Son of God, do you think the Son of God would be happy? The Son of God would only choose--"

Mo Yi did not continue speaking. There was no solution to the current situation.

They were both silent.

This was the first time they had such a big conflict in all these years.

They were also worried about Mo Wuchen, but Mo Yi always stood on Mo Wuchen's side and didn't want Feng Jingyou to know all this; while Mo Er was too worried about Mo Wuchen and wanted to try every way to save him.

..

Inside the cave.

Mo Wuchen was covered in wounds and leaned against the wall, dying.

Obviously, all these injuries were caused by himself.

Feng Jingyou felt as if there was a sharp blade stabbing her heart again and again.

She ran over and hugged Mo Wuchen carefully, afraid of tearing his wound.

"Xiao You'er..."

Mo Wuchen's voice was extremely hoarse.

"Why don't you take care of your body?"

Feng Jingyou was clearly questioning, but her tone was indescribably gentle. Her hand gently covered Mo Wuchen's cheek, and tears slipped down her cheeks without her noticing.

She took out the best medicine and fed it to Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen opened his mouth obediently and swallowed it.

But no matter what, Mo Wuchen's body did not change at all.

At this moment, Feng Jingyou only hated her poor medical skills. If she were more skilled, could she have saved Mo Wuchen?

"The Son of God doesn't want to forget you."

Mo Er walked in slowly, forcing himself not to look at Mo Wuchen's appearance.

"The Son of God's memory is slowly fading. In order not to forget you, whenever the power in his body begins to invade his memory, he begins to fight against that power."

Mo Er continued to stimulate Feng Jingyou.

How he wanted to tell Feng Jingyou that if he could remove the seal, he could use his own blood to feed the Son of God.

But he couldn't be so selfish.

He couldn't even tell Feng Jingyou that one life could be exchanged for another.

"Mo Er."

Mo Yi interrupted Mo Er's words.

"Miss Feng, let me take you out. The Son of God needs to rest."

He didn't want Feng Jingyou to stay here any longer.

He knew that Mo Wuchen didn't want Feng Jingyou to see him in such a miserable state.

"If we can get the Temple Guardian Pearl and the Magic Box as soon as possible, we can alleviate the suffering of the Son of God."

Feng Jingyou hugged Mo Wuchen without saying a word.

a long time.

"I understand. I will leave tomorrow. You guys can go out now."

After Feng Jingyou said this, she stopped looking at them and focused all her attention on Mo Wuchen.

At this moment, there was no other person or thing in her world except Mo Wuchen.

Mo Yi and Mo Er looked at each other, and finally, Mo Yi was pulled away by Mo Er.

Feng Jingyou tried various methods, but to no avail.

She even wanted to find the old man who taught her pupil techniques.

As long as she can save Mo Wuchen, she is willing to do anything.

..

human race.

Xu Yuanji led everyone to surround the entire human palace.

Without the palace-guarding beads, it would be easy to capture the Human King.

At this moment, Dong Wenya was still immersed in the hot spring of love, and had no idea that her good days were over.

"I know that you have all been suppressed by the current Human King for a long time. Now that the Human King is doomed, if you are willing to give up resistance, I will spare your lives."

As soon as Xu Yuanji opened his mouth, he exuded the majesty of an emperor.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to make up their minds.

"Be bold!"

The Human King plucked up his courage and came here.

"How dare you to act wildly here, my king."

He acted superior.

.. ..