Waste material stupid concubine crazy world

Chapter 8
That night, gunshots rang out in the lonely night, corpses littered the field, and batches of their people died.

And she, as a mythical existence in the army, finally found the right target and fired a fatal shot at the god-like figure——Bronze Mask...

At that time, she was seriously injured, covered in blood, and the copper face also fell to the ground with the sound of her firing gun.

Ah!
She looked at this scene wearily, even though she had been shot several times, she still smiled as gorgeously and beautifully as a rose.

That's great, after completing this task, she can marry Mo Chen!
She thought to herself, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and hooked the corners of her lips.

"Wind, be careful..."

It's just that the arc of the lips lasted for just three seconds, and her wish was shattered by another gunshot. From then on, she could never see Mo Chen who was thinking about her in her heart—the one who was so gentle to her... A man like a breeze.

"Ah... Mo Chen..." At the last moment, Copper Face aimed at her heart and fired the last shot of his life.

And Mo Chen, with his life and his broad chest, protected the most important woman in his life - Feng Kuang who was about to become his wife.

"Feng, I'm sorry, I can't...I can't fulfill my...promise." It was still a gentle voice in the past, but it pierced into Feng Kuang's heart like a thorn, and since then, it has turned into her permanent wound.

Mo Chen went on that mission, and their marriage was shattered. After that, Feng Kuang never fell in love with any man again.

But Mo Chen's face in memory has never faded...

A few tears fell from the corners of Feng Kuang's eyes, and his clear pupils were even more watery because of the tears.

"Mo Chen, is that you Mo Chen?" The man in front of her, even though his voice was a bit different from the Mo Chen in her previous life, but his face and figure were exactly the same as the Mo Chen in her heart in the previous life.

The only difference is that Mo Chen usually wears a black shirt, while the man in front of him is dressed in a white robe like silver snow.

In the previous life, Mo Chen had short hair that was simple yet heroic, but the frowning man in front of him had long black hair and a high bun, dressed like an ancient man.

Could it be that her Mo Chen also passed through?Could it be that after Mo Chen was shot and died, he came to this world as a corpse?
The man in front of me is Mo Chen from another dimension?
Feng Kuang gradually regained some composure, but, facing that face that resembled Mo Chen, she couldn't stop the excitement in her heart—even though she was as indifferent as her.

"Girl, you have mistaken me. I am not the Mo Chen you said. My name is Sheng Yin."

Seeing Qingyu staring at him in a daze, and hearing her calling other men's names, Shengyin felt suspicious and displeased.

Mo Chen, who is it?
"That's right, Miss Fifth, you have mistaken the person. Our young master is the medical sage Sheng Yin, who is respected by everyone in the world. You just fainted on the road, and our young master saved you. However, he is not what you said. Mo Shen." Seeing Qingyu waking up, Yincao hurriedly walked to the side and said.

"Sorry, I just saw that your son's face is similar to that of an old friend of mine, I'm rude." Feng Kuang was in a trance, and he was not surprised that Yincao knew her identity as the fifth lady of An Guohou's Mansion. Seeing Sheng Yin's indifferent expression, he understood the man in front of him. It's really not her Mo Chen, it's just that his gaze stayed on him all the time: "Is my poison, young master, can you cure it?"

With a flash of bitterness in his heart, Feng Kuang turned the topic to the poisoning incident, thinking about the secret of the original owner of this body - he was poisoned since childhood, but was suppressed by a mysterious force for 15 years. Qing Ye is so ordinary, how could she encounter such an adventure?

"This... not necessarily! Forgive Shengyin's incompetence, I have never seen this poison, but can you leave a few drops of your blood, after I study carefully, I may be able to prepare an antidote." Shengyin replied.

"Then if you can't match this antidote, how long can I live?" After listening to Yin Cao's introduction to Sheng Yin, although Feng Kuang didn't know the deeds of this medical sage, Mr. Yu Yin, but he saw Jin Hua and Yincao had a proud look on his face, and he could guess that the man in front of him must have superb medical skills.

"I used my own strength to strengthen the suppressing power in your body. If there is no antidote, your poison will not be suppressed for long."

"How long can I live without an antidote?"

"One year!" Sheng Yin said the truth, but when he said this, there was a strange look in his eyes, as if he was regretful: "Girl, don't worry, Sheng Yin will definitely do his best to prepare an antidote for you."

"Oh, then Qing'er is here to thank Mr. Sheng Yin first. If there is such a day, I will repay this kindness. If Mr. Sheng Yin is really helpless, there is no need to force it. Life and death are up to fate. Qing'er still has one more thing to do." I have been grateful to God for a few years." This is true, she was originally a dead person, but now she was reborn in another world, speaking of it, this is already a favor bestowed on her by God.

It's just a pity that her other three sisters are no longer by her side.

"Miss Fifth, don't worry, a strange person like Miss will be blessed in the future. There is still one year left. Our son's medical skills are very good, and within this year, we will definitely develop an antidote for you, Miss." Jin Hua stood aside. Looking at Feng Kuang secretly, seeing her indifferent attitude towards life and death, he admired her a little bit.

In this world, who can be so calm after knowing that his life span is not long?What's more, this fifth young lady has only passed the ceremony of Ji.

What a wonder!

"Thank you." Feng Kuang nodded towards Jin Hua, his expression returned to his previous coldness when he learned that Sheng Yin was not Mo Chen.

Then Shengyin took a few drops of her blood and put them in a medicine bottle, presumably for developing an antidote.

"Thank you for today, Young Master. Qing'er will take my leave first, and I will repay your kindness to Young Master when I have time someday." Feng Kuang thanked him, looking at the picturesque scenery around him for a while, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Of course, what she was most reluctant to part with was that face that resembled Mo Shen - even though she knew that Sheng Yin was not him.

"Girl, acquaintance is fate, you don't have to be so unfamiliar, just call me Shengyin." Shengyin said lightly, seeing Feng Kuang about to leave, he didn't stay much.Moreover, he had no reason to let her stay.

"Since this is the case, Shengyin doesn't need girls to call me. Qingye, Mo Qingye, my name." After saying that, Feng Kuang turned around, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and walked through the garden where falling flowers were flying. In the middle, gradually going away, the sleeves of the clothes are floating, flying brightly like flowers.

And Sheng Yin, who was behind him, was speechless for a long time, looking at the red shadow that was fading away.

After a long time, when the figure finally couldn't see a trace, he looked back and said to Jinhua Yincao: "Go and find out, the more detailed the story of Mo Qingye in An Guohou's mansion, the better. This woman is definitely not Simple."

(End of this chapter)