Silly Concubine of the Poison King

Seeing such a shocking situation, Leng Yi also felt as if a thunderbolt had passed over his head, his mind went blank in astonishment, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

That is their proud and lofty master...

He breathed with difficulty, resisting the move to rush up to stop Mu Jinfeng, as if he wanted to bite the fierce pain that came out of his blood, and felt the tension and panic that he had never felt before.

However, no matter how much they couldn't bear it, he was still in pain, the pain seemed to tear his heart and lungs, and the pain seemed to tear his liver and gallbladder.The pain was so severe that he directly slammed his head on the hard ground, trying to knock himself out to escape the piercing pain.

Seeing his self-abuse behavior, Feng Mixian's heart seemed to be pulled hard, his hands clenched tightly uncomfortably, inexplicable pain.The hand that was about to touch the door panel froze in mid-air, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she only felt her throat was astringent, and it was difficult for her to speak.

"My lord..." Leng Yi gritted his teeth and held his breath, closed his hot eyes, and couldn't bear to look directly at him, but in the end he couldn't help but yelled in a low voice.

Upon hearing the sound, Mu Jinfeng immediately looked towards them vigilantly.No figure could be reflected in the deep eyes, and his expression became even colder, with a cold light like a beast, staring at them coldly.The clothes that show weight are already tossed out of shape now.

"My lord, wake up first, wake up..." Leng Yi knew it was futile, but still cried out in mourning, hoping to wake up Mu Jinfeng's sanity for a short time.

It's a pity that Mu Jinfeng didn't hear anything, and looked at the two of them in pain and coldness.

Feng Mixian pondered for a moment, and gradually sorted out some thoughts from a thunderous mind, "Don't shout, let me try."

Her heart trembled slightly, and she wasn't sure she could stop him, so she could only try to get closer to him, and said softly as she walked, "Mu Jinfeng, it's me..."

Before the three words 'Feng Mi Xian' could be uttered, suddenly, the cold wind picked up suddenly, and a palm force struck.

"No!" Leng Yi couldn't help shouting in a low voice.He knew very well that Mu Jinfeng could not recognize anyone at this moment, he would regard all those who approached him as enemies, and he would never show mercy in his attacks.Besides, with Mu Jinfeng's real strength, the people in the entire yard combined might not be his opponent, so one can imagine how dangerous he is at the moment.

If Feng Mixian is hurt, it will be troublesome.

So, he hastily made a move to stop him, but just as he was about to attack, Mu Jinfeng had already raised his breath and attacked him, and then he was thrown to the ground by his palm, his body was throbbing with pain, and a smear of blood dripped from his lips.

Feng Mixian's vigilance has always been strong, and when Mu Jinfeng's palm power hit her, she had easily dodged it.

In an instant, the two figures in the room were entangled together.

Mu Jinfeng is highly skilled in martial arts, with fierce strength, and his movements are fierce and ruthless.Feng Mixian isn't too weak either, his body is nimble and he can barely dodge his stormy head attacks every time.

However, under the contest between the two sides, she still seems to be inferior to Mu Jinfeng's subtlety in martial arts and sharpness in finding weaknesses.After fighting for dozens of rounds, Feng Mixian was already struggling.Whether it was tables, chairs or vase furniture in that room, all became dilapidated under the impact of force.Gradually, she began to find it difficult to resist, and she became more and more defeated under Mu Jinfeng's fierce offensive.

The Poison King deserves to be the Poison King!Feng Mi gritted her teeth and held on.

In a close fight, Mu Jinfeng did not hesitate to kill him, Feng Mixian retreated a few steps, she couldn't dodge it, and was defeated by him.Without warning, he took a step forward and grabbed her by the throat.

There was a sudden suffocation in the throat, and Feng Mixian felt very difficult even to breathe, as if he might suffocate at any time.

She couldn't help being anxious, and shouted loudly with difficulty: "Mu Jinfeng, let go quickly!"

But Mu Jinfeng didn't react at all, instead the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger.

Leng Yi was startled for a while, managed to get up, hurriedly ran over and said to stop: "My lord, can you wake up? She is Miss Feng, Miss Feng, the person you don't want to hurt the most, you let go quickly." Come on, my lord!"

Feng Mixian was really uncomfortable being pinched, and did not react to what Leng Yi said.But no matter what he said, Mu Jinfeng still didn't move at all, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed, presenting a terrifying ferocity that no one had ever seen before.

This was the first time Feng Mixian saw Mu Jinfeng condense such a terrifying expression, his knuckles turned pale under the clenched hands, his eyes became cold, and his handsome face gradually turned into a distorted shape.

Feng Mixian couldn't struggle, her little face became more and more red, and the air she inhaled gradually became thinner. As long as Mu Jinfeng's strength was stronger, she might have to go to the Palace of Hell to report.

She took a deep breath with great effort, and breathed out, "Mu Jinfeng...I'm Feng Mixian..."

She said it several times in succession, just when she thought she was going to fail, however, something surprising happened.

Hearing her shout, Mu Jinfeng seemed to stiffen slightly, with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was trying very hard to recognize the person in front of him, and the hand that ruthlessly strangled her neck suddenly became a little weaker. relaxation.

Sensing his change, Feng Mixian was overjoyed, and continued to shout softly: "Mu Jinfeng, it's me, I'm Feng Mixian, can you recognize me?"

Finally, a beautiful figure seemed to be reflected in Mu Jinfeng's deep eyes, and his affection became slightly dull.

Leng Yi wanted to take advantage of this moment to subdue him, but Feng Mixian secretly signaled to stop him.Leng Yi's eyes were fixed on Mu Jinfeng, as long as there was something wrong with him, he would immediately step forward to protect Feng Mixian, even if it meant sacrificing his life.Because, he knows better than anyone else what his lord thinks about Miss Feng, if he hurts Miss Feng, he will never forgive himself!

"Feng Mixian?" Mu Jinfeng's expression finally became normal, and he shouted with some uncertainty, as if this name had left a deep imprint on his heart.

Feng Mixian hurriedly replied: "Yes, it's me, Feng Mixian is me!"

As soon as the strength decreased, Mu Jinfeng withdrew the hand that was strangling her throat, and the vigilance and killing intent all over his body disappeared immediately, and his tense expression relaxed.

Feng Mixian took a few deep breaths, the cool air poured into her lungs, her breathing became smoother immediately, and even the tightness in her chest seemed to be relieved a lot.

When Mu Jinfeng was not paying attention, she suddenly made a move and quickly inserted the silver needle into his acupuncture point.Then his eyes slowly closed, and he collapsed on her body weakly.