Chapter 665

Listen to his words, night Luo Lin facial expression deep a few minutes, the finger clenches tightly.

"When is it that he is still thinking about that man? What's good about him? So you don't even care about your life? " The more he said, the more angry he was. If the man was in his hands, he would immediately kill Feng Mo Chen, so that all his thoughts could be broken.

Yeah?

What time is it?

He still called her name? Say you love her?

Is this another bitter meat play?

Feng Mo Chen also muddled, Zheng in situ, the whole person was stunned.

At that moment, she was so congealed to lie on the soft couch of the night from the brake, the heart is actually painful, say good don't care? But clearly care about the tight.

For a moment, she wanted to jump over and grab his hand.

"Your Highness... Your highness, please forgive me..." night from the brake, lips wriggle, voice is very small, very small.

I hardly listen carefully. I can hardly hear clearly.

But that sentence, your highness, made my heart ache.

"Fengmochen's blood can save him." The night Luo Lin listens to the night to leave the cha all the time to call Feng Mo Chen, suddenly thought of a matter, at the beginning he went to Feng Mo country was bitten by the corpse insect, erosion body of time is Feng Mo Chen take blood to save him.

Originally that time just wanted to use the injured thing to ask them for an explanation, but Feng Mo Chen took his own blood to save him, and it was over.

Hearing the sound of Luo Lin's sudden realization in the night, Feng Mo Chen slowly recovered.

He even thought of saving people with her blood?

She saved his mother, and also saved him. She also saved the night brake many times.

There is this kind of saving blood in her body. Suddenly, she found it terrible.

"The king means to think of a way to save the king?" Asked the doctor at once.

In order to cure the night from the brake disease, but he tried hard, still don't deserve a better antidote to clear his legs.

"I don't know. I just know that Feng Mo Chen's blood can save people. I'll take it now. Even if there's a glimmer of hope, I won't give up. " Night Luo Lin is not clear, can only bet, he turned his head and looked at the silent Feng black minister: "you go with the king."

Hear his words, Feng Mo minister a face surprised however, can she dare not refuse.

Night Luo Lin does not know that she is in front of him, and he wants to go to the dungeon to take the blood that is Ao Ying.

This is good, let them have a white joy.

They leave the post station and go directly to find Shijia Changgong to get the blood of Fengmo minister in Yizhi.

After she and night from the brake to escape, although only design to get the seal from her, finally failed. And she and AO Ying exchange identity, she and night from the brake together, Ao Ying was taken away.

In the dungeon, in a damp and stinky cell, Aoying's hands and feet were all chained, as if he was afraid of running away again.

Shijia Changgong has become so cautious.

When he entered the cell, he saw that Aoying's body was covered with bloodstained wounds, whiplash marks, and only wore a thin white tunic. He sat in the corner, his hair was covered, but the human skin mask on his face was still well attached to his face, and did not fall off at all, just like his own face.

Hearing the sound, as like as two peas, the stiff body moved and looked up and saw the person who came in with his face with the same face as he had seen in the evening.

Your highness is here.

What is she doing here?

Is it a failure?

Ao Ying didn't speak, and his eyes were a little indifferent, glaring at them.

Feng Mo Chen stands behind Luo Lin at night, looking at Ao Ying's injury from a distance. Isn't that acting? If it's acting, why do you get hurt?

Whipped?

If she was him at the moment?

Is it because her identity has long been exposed that night away from the brake will let Ao Ying change her body with her?

He also felt as like as two peas, and her voice was just like her. "What are you doing? What do you think of Prince Ben's downfall

Feng Mo Chen narrowed his eyes.

At night, Luo Lin walks slowly to Ao Ying's face. As soon as he reaches out his hand, he pulls up his collar. Even the whole person is pulled up against the hard wall.

Ao Ying has been locked up for two days in a row, but he hasn't got a drop of rice. He has been beaten and whipped. Although he has martial arts skills, he can't bear hunger, so he has no strength on him for a long time.

The night Luo Lin this pulls to gently lift him to press on the wall.

Two people's eyes meet, one deep, one cold.

"He's dying. I'll take your blood and save him." Night Luo Lin eyes deep lie, word by word to Feng Mo Chen said.

No matter what kind of feelings are there between Ye Li Cha and Feng Mo Chen?

Even if it's a broken sleeve.

That he also wants to see feng Mo Chen in the heart have night leave a temple.

Hear night Luo Lin's words, Ao Ying a face surprised, subconsciously toward the Phoenix Mo Chen who stands behind to see, the eyes are complex, seem to confirm something to her.

But Feng Mo Chen stood quietly in the same place with no expression on his face.

"You mean Li Wang's legs are poisoned?" Ao Ying, I don't know whether to ask night Luo Lin or Feng Mo Chen.

However, no one responded to this remark.

Night Luo Lin direct order: "he is so good to you, for you even own leg and life all don't want, take you a little blood also not too much.". You still pestle where do what, still don't come to take his blood

With such a roar, Feng Mo Chen came slowly, took out the dagger and the blood bottle he had brought, grabbed Ao Ying's finger and scratched mercilessly, dropping the blood left from the cut into the bottle.

Aoying didn't resist.

He knew his blood was useless.

He couldn't tell Feng Mo Chen's intention for a moment.

She should know, with his blood can't save people?

Is there no way?

Do you want to take his blood for a while, and then find a way to replace it with hers?

There are too many doubts in Ao Ying's heart, but he doesn't dare to ask in front of Luo Lin at night. If he asks, everything that Li Wang arranges will be defeated.

Therefore, he can only endure.

Drop by drop, the blood fell into the porcelain bottle. When it was full, it was replaced by a second porcelain bottle. After two porcelain bottles were filled, it was time to let go of Aoying.

Two bottles of blood won't kill him.

After getting the blood, night Luo Lin is no longer embarrassed Ao Ying, just leave a sentence: "you'd better pray that your blood can save him, if he has any weaknesses, I will ask you to bury him."

After they got the blood, they left and went back to the post station.

Holding two bottles of blood, Feng Mo Chen's heart was heavy.

Would she like to change these two bottles of blood?

The idea of changing it had permeated her mind, but she was still rational and determined not to change it.

If it's replaced, she's going to save him?

It's obvious that he should die. All these are what he should bear.

In the room, a sense of lethargy spread throughout the room. The strong smell of the medicine was very uncomfortable. The doctor always stood by the night brake, mixed some alcohol and liquid medicine together, and gently smeared it on the leg of the night brake, hoping to relieve his pain.