Chapter 405

Yuelingyan's body has a little strength. She holds her arm and sits up from the ground. Her eyes look at the bone china bottle in Fengyu's hand, and a faint fear emerges at the bottom of her eyes.

Phoenix feather clearly incomparable see her fundus of fear, mood unexpectedly can't control of good up, originally, this woman also know fear.

She thought that she was really calm enough to be fearless, or that she had already given up. Otherwise, how could she have the courage to put her hand on her head?

Didn't she know she was vicious? I dare to provoke her.

"You say, where should I pour it on you? Face? Or on the head? "

Fengyu reaches out and pulls out the cork of the bone porcelain bottle. A light blue smoke comes out of the mouth of the bottle. Fengyu's eyebrows move. Can the corrosive water still smoke?

She maliciously shakes the bottle of smoking in front of yuelingyan for two circles. Then, she sees yuelingyan's face turns white again.

She was very haggard recently. After being scared by her, her face was even more ugly, which made people can't bear to look directly at her.

"You can kill me."

She a pair of eyes son icy cold of looking at Feng Yu, the mouth hard finish saying a words, the shell tooth then tightly clenched the teeth, the whole body all can't help but lightly tremble.

Feng Yu sneered and said with disdain, "what's the fun of killing you? Don't you think it's more fun for me to keep you tossing slowly?"

Clearly so afraid, but still unknowingly provocative her, this is sure she won't kill her?

Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, and a sneer hung on her lips. She couldn't help but be excited. Yue Lingyan deliberately excited her. Maybe she couldn't control herself and killed her with a slip of her hand.

I just don't know if her grandfather will turn against her after she "accidentally" killed her.

Yuelingyan is biting her teeth, and her eyes are afraid to look at the bottle with smoke in her hand. She is not talking. I don't know if she is afraid of really irritating Fengyu, and Fengyu will pour it directly on her head.

Feng Yu's lips started to sneer. She was so afraid of it. At the beginning, she dealt with it like this. Was she not afraid of it?

The more she thought about it, the colder her heart was, and there was a sense of bitterness in it. Suddenly, she didn't continue to tease her. With a wave of her hand, she poured the corrosive water in the bottle on her arm mercilessly.

She must let her pain, only her pain to the extreme, will long memory, later will not easily to provoke her.

She promised her grandfather that she would save her life no matter what, but it would be too much trouble for her to come and provoke her all the time.

As soon as the corrosive water fell on the arm, it immediately made a slight crackle, and the bright red blood immediately flowed out and wet the clothes.

The moon spirit smoke painful tears all flowed out, but she didn't dare to hide, she was afraid if really irritated Feng feather, she would pour down to her head.

In that case, her life is really over.

She sobbed, tears down her chin, drop by drop hit the ground; in the air, blood mixed with the smell of corrosive water, smelling a little nauseous, Fengyu quickly put out his hand to cover his mouth, his head to one side, violently retching.

Chest as if row River pour sea same, disgusting feeling torments her, she wants to vomit but can't vomit out, can only continuously retch, tears all flowed out, no longer have the mind to pay attention to month spirit smoke.

Hearing her retching voice, outside the iron prison, long Zixuan quickly got up from the chair and strode into the dungeon with his slender and straight body. He didn't even sweep the remaining light to yuelingyan. With a pair of gentle eyes, he looked at Fengyu anxiously.

"Little feather..."

He was beside her. His slender fingers gathered her disordered hair behind her ears. Looking at her pale face, his pretty brows were tightly wrinkled together.

After he came in, yuelingyan's eyes fell on him. She seemed to forget the pain and looked at him greedily and heartlessly. But soon, deep jealousy and hatred appeared at the bottom of her eyes.

Her fists were clenched tightly and her red eyes were red. She wanted to kill Fengyu and longzixuan. She completely forgot that her arms were still bleeding and almost abandoned.

Long Zixuan's mind is all on Feng Yu. Naturally, he doesn't notice the jealousy and hatred of the woman behind him.

When Fengyu was a little better and retching was not so severe, he stretched out his hand, picked her up and strode out of the dungeon.

Feng Yu closed her eyes, with a pale face, leaned against long Zixuan's arms, and her long hair hung down. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "master a Zi..."

"Well."

Long Zixuan's steps didn't stop, and his voice didn't sound very happy. Although his voice was very low, Fengyu still clearly heard a melancholy knot.

She bit her lip, her voice was weak, but she was determined, "let people cure the wound on yuelingyan's arm, and then send it back to Haoyuan college."

Long Zixuan's eyebrows moved and twisted deeply. He pursed his lips and didn't speak.Feng Yu doesn't care whether he hears it or not, but the weak voice continues to say, "I mean, it's as good as my arm."

After a pause, she sighed and said, "master a Zi, I've already been tortured. My grandfather made a special trip in the evening. We can't let yuelingyan go back with the wound. My grandfather will be distressed."

Although the grandfather said that he would not recognize yuelingyan back to the cloud family, he has tacitly admitted that yuelingyan is his granddaughter's business. If yuelingyan is hurt by her, the grandfather will be very unhappy.

Long Zixuan's throat moved. Demon's voice said in a low voice, "OK, I'll listen to you."

He stopped, turned his head and looked at the Luocha and XueYue not far behind him. His voice rang dominantly, "Luocha, XueYue, you can cure the injury on the woman's arm until there is no trace, and then send her back to Haoyuan college."

"Yes, Lord."

After Luocha and XueYue's respectful voice fell, longzixuan raised his pace and walked out of the dungeon.

The night was very dark, and the lights of the chief executive's house were bright.

He went into his room with Fengyu in his arms, put the little woman with her eyes closed and breathing lightly on the bed, and then pulled the quilt to cover her.

The Mou son distressed of looking at her pale facial expression, his voice low low rang up, "small feather, now have feel better some?"

When he heard her retching voice just now, he could only listen to it with his ears, and then he could tell how uncomfortable she was. At that moment, he just wanted to replace her.

Fengyu opened his eyes to see him, gently shook his head, said, "I'm ok, just a little uncomfortable, now there is no feeling."

When she got out of the dungeon, there was a cold wind, and she didn't feel at all; it was just a little uncomfortable when she was in the dungeon.