The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

Shi Xiaoshuai looked quite normal before, but now he couldn't hold it in anymore and his true colors were revealed.

Master Shi shook his head, his cold eyes fell on Mo Yao's face, he said slowly and firmly, "Xiao Shuai may not like what he said, but we brothers really mean it."

"Lan Qingyu, don't worry. We brothers are very powerful. If they hadn't been deliberately exposed, these bastards would have died countless times." Shi Xiaoshuai said heartlessly, not noticing that the ripples created by Mo Yao's deep eyes were spreading out in circles.

"You want to follow Little Feather?" Mo Yao's eyes were as deep as the abyss, and his voice was as cold as ice to the bone.

"That's right!" the two brothers said in unison without hesitation.

"Is this your master's idea or your own idea?" Mo Yao spoke again.

"All of them!"

"Very good, I hope you won't let me down, otherwise the four major families will become three major families!" Mo Yao looked at them with a warning. If they touched his bottom line, he would not let them go easily no matter what they thought.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You are not ordinary people. Although the four major families are not sure of your identities, they have almost confirmed it through our brothers' reports from time to time." Marshal Shi said calmly, his face still cold. His neither humble nor arrogant voice carried the determination to share life and death with him.

"I hope it's not a conspiracy." Mo Yao didn't care about their promises at all. She would take good care of her woman.

"Guarantee it with your life!" The brothers Shi Dashuai spoke in high and excited voices, and they said these words without hesitation.

Lan Qingze and Lan Qingyu looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Mo Yao looked at the pale Lan Qingyu and sighed, "Little Feather, let's go. I will definitely tell you something."

It was already dark when we returned to Wuming Town.

After returning to the house where they lived before, Mo Yao carried Lan Qingyu back to the room and immediately checked Lan Qingyu's injuries. In fact, along the way, Mo Yao sorted out Lan Qingyu's injuries and gave Lan Qingyu healing pills. Now it seems that the injuries are not as serious as before.

Lan Qingyu lay on the bed, gazing deeply at the handsome and elegant Mo Yao. Her cold, moon-like eyes were filled with a stream of light that was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.

"Mo Yaonie, there is something I have wanted to ask you for a long time." Lan Qingyu's voice was soft, but it gave Mo Yao a refreshing and heartwarming feeling.

"Little Feather, don't worry. I will be absolutely sincere to you. I will tell you the things I have hidden from you, but don't resent me after you know it." Mo Yao's voice was deep, with unspeakable words in it.

"Is it related to me?" Lan Qingyu raised her voice, seeming a little unconvinced. But thinking of the past life she had seen with Su Baichu before, Lan Qingyu's expression became a little solemn. "Then the past life is also true. Who were you in your past life, and who am I?"

Mo Yao sat on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes full of doting and a hint of nostalgia, "In my previous life, I was your husband and you were my beloved wife, and we loved each other very much."

"And then?" Lan Qingyu asked with a pout.

Mo Yao's slender jade fingers with distinct joints moved the hair on Lan Qingyu's forehead, and his magnetic voice was full of affection, "In your previous life, you were the Goddess of Feathers, the Saint of the Divine Realm, noble, cold and unattainable. When I met you, you were as cold as the moon in the sky, and I could never enter your heart."