Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 365 Fiancee?
The playful look on Zi Mu's face dissipated little by little, and he narrowed his purple pupils somewhat uncertainly.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

He suddenly understood something, hissed for a long time, and slapped Mo Fenglin on the head furiously.

"You don't suspect that I am in the same group as the person who chased and killed you? You, you, you, I am so mad!"

The clothes on Zi Mu's body were wrinkled even more by his tossing, and he just dragged the clothes that looked like they were about to fall apart at any time, and walked around the room with an angry expression on his face.

Fan Qingxian tried to smooth things over, "Little Master Uncle, that's not what Feng Lin meant."

Mo Fenglin silently looked at the frantic young man in front of him, then suddenly turned his head and stretched out a hand towards Fan Qingxian, "The journey has not stopped, Ah Qing, pour me a cup of tea."

Fan Qingxian shook his head as if he couldn't help it, and picked up the teacup.

Unexpectedly, before the tea cup reached Mo Fenglin's hands, Zi Mu snatched it up and drank it all in one go.

"Little uncle, you have to fight me for a cup of tea!"

Looking at the gnashing of teeth on Mo Fenglin's face, Zi Mu felt in a daze that the man in front of him who was already as tall as him was still the little kid he took behind him back then.

He sighed suddenly as if giving up, and cast a sideways glance at Mo Fenglin, "You have been missing for three years, and there is no news at all. Even if it was due to serious injuries at first, there should be a way to get in touch with us later."

Mo Fenglin sneered casually, "Uncle, three years ago, do you know why I was seriously injured and escaped into the Taixu Continent?"

There was a smile on his face, but his pupils were pitch black, deep with shadow and resentment.

"I was betrayed."

The cynicism on Zi Mu's face suddenly disappeared, and his expression became serious.

Mo Fenglin raised a hand and pressed it between his brows, as if the memories made him extremely painful.

The battlefield for fighting is like Shura's hell. The reinforcements who were waiting for help did not arrive, but they were lured into a deadly trap by others.

"If Ah Qing hadn't come here, maybe I would have fulfilled those people's wish now." He chuckled lightly, but the murderous intent and blood in his pupils were not lacking at all, instead, the hatred buried in his heart was aroused.

"But you see, Ah Qing and I have left permanent marks of pain." He tilted his head slightly, revealing his bloody face clearly.

Fan Qingxian's hand trembled and knocked down the teacup on the table.

The clear sound of broken porcelain could not conceal the ferocious anger that suddenly erupted from Zi Mu's body.

"They told me that you are because of..."

"Because I overestimated myself and wanted to subdue Fenjing Tianhuo, so one is blind and the other is unknown!" Mo Feng laughed sinisterly, and the bloodstains on his face became more ghostly and terrifying under the smile.

"Fenglin..." Fan Qingxian said, as if he wanted to interrupt him.

However, as if the anger in his heart had been aroused, he continued to sneer and said, "Are there still people who say that I, the young city lord of Tianyan City, killed hundreds of clansmen for my own selfish desire? I don't deserve to sit in this position at all. ?”

Zi Mu put his hand on his shoulder, as if a little starlight escaped from his palm into Mo Fenglin's body, soothing the somewhat violent soul.

"No one thinks that way. People in Tianyan are very worried about you."

"Are you worried that I'm not dead? One day I will go back and take the position of the city lord, and then take them under the knife?" The man smiled self-deprecatingly.

Zi Mu unceremoniously slapped him on the head again, with a bit of resentment on his face, "How much effort did I waste to turn your eccentric temper into a cute one, just for a while, don't you Return it to me again."

Mo Fenglin's eyes were a little empty, as if unconsciously caught in memories.

"Three years ago, I went to suppress the remnants of the Desolate Race, and discovered some interesting things related to my life experience."

Before he finished speaking, Zi Mu raised his hand suddenly, and the door opened without wind.

Ye Lanyi stood at the door in embarrassment, "I just wanted to come and take a look, did I bother you?"

The hostility on Mo Fenglin's face dissipated without a trace in an instant, and he said courteously in an almost nasty voice: "My lady came just in time, let me introduce you, this is..."

"We've met." The voices rang out in unison.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fan Qingxian's lips: "I heard that my uncle intends to take Lan Yi as his apprentice?"

Mo Fenglin immediately jumped up like a furry cat, and instantly took Ye Lanyi into his arms, announcing his ownership as if afraid of being snatched away.

"Little uncle, you run around all day, and if you really want to take in an apprentice, you'll just throw it aside and ignore it, so don't harm your niece and daughter-in-law."

Zi Mu glanced at him and sneered, "Excellent!"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and coughed twice with some malicious intent.

"When I came out this time, that girl Shengxiang also followed me shamelessly. I managed to send her to Beiliu, maybe she will find her someday."

Mo Fenglin's brows were slightly wrinkled.

Ye Lanyi keenly saw his little movements, and squinted at him, "Who is Shengxiang?"

The man rubbed the hair of the girl in his arms, and smiled very naturally, "It's Ah Qing's fiancee."

"Pfft." Zi Mu, who had just drank a cup of tea, choked out.

A trace of anger flashed across Fan Qingxian's face, "Mo Fenglin! What do you mean!"

"But Ah Qing doesn't like her." Mo Fenglin added kindly, "We are usually not allowed to mention it, but when we mention it, it's like this——I'm going crazy."

The usually gentle and elegant man seemed to be really angry. He unconsciously squeezed the teacup in his hand to pieces with his fingers.

"Ah Qing, it's okay, I won't mention it." Mo Fenglin comforted his friend with a smile.

There was no expression on Fan Qingxian's face, his eyes seemed to be frozen with broken ice.

He stood up suddenly and walked out the door without saying a word.

The smile on Mo Fenglin's face slowly dissipated, and he looked at his back thoughtfully, without saying a word.

Zi Mu gloated and poured tea to himself, and said with a chuckle, "Xiao Lin'er, you're going too far. Tsk tsk, Xiao Qingxian has such a good temper that I can't stand you anymore."

Ye Lanyi broke free from Mo Fenglin's arms and motioned for him to chase him out.

She intuitively felt that Mo Fenglin was talking nonsense.

But it was rare to see Fan Qingxian so angry.

What is the relationship between this mentioned person and them?
Mo Fenglin floated out without making a sound, and saw the man in white standing by the lake with no expression on his face.

He walked up to his friend naturally, and leaned over like a boneless one, "Ah Qing, you didn't tell me that she was here too. I just said it casually, why are you so angry."

Fan Qingxian sideways avoided, his clear eyes shone with an unknown light.

Mo Fenglin suddenly straightened his body, his face gradually became silent.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly said in an unprecedentedly serious tone: "Ah Qing, I owe you my life."

He didn't look at the expression of the man in white, and continued: "You are my only and best friend. I can give up this life for you, just like you did when you came to save me regardless of the danger of your life."

Fan Qingxian finally tilted his head slightly, and a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Whatever you want. If I don't have it, you can find it for me. If I have it, you can take it as you like. There is only one person who I can't give up."

After Mo Fenglin's words fell, the expression on the white-clothed man's face suddenly froze like ice and snow.

(End of this chapter)