The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 262 Is there a way

Fengxuan's arrogance is that he will never admit that he is weak, let alone allow others to say that he is weak.

Now Fengxuan understands what is wrong with the feeling of sleeping, sleeping together with the space, etc., and returning to Moli's again.

"Mochen, is there a way to get out?"

"Get out!" Mo Chen shouted in a hoarse voice, his face was covered with tears.

"What are you going out for, do you know what my sister did for you!" After speaking, he slapped Feng Xuan's face with a clear and crisp voice, and asked sharply, which knocked Feng Xuan into a daze, and he also woke up.

My sister has already achieved this step, why don't I understand my sister's painstaking efforts, my sister is just too kind.

If that's the case, then don't let him down, what problems can he solve when he goes out, and will expose all the trump cards he guarded. Then what is the purpose of my sister's sacrifice, what is my sister guarding, what is she caring about, and I can't lose everything.

It is rare for Mo Chen to lose his composure like this, and now he has no choice but to feel extremely powerless and anxious.

When Mo Li was in a daze, he saw a black figure rushing in, his spiritual power was mixed, his life was overwhelming, and he screamed endlessly. A little fluctuation of spiritual power aggravated the injuries in his body, which was bad enough Well, there's nothing to mind.

Is it Mo Wushang? Mo Li recognized it in a daze, but it didn't matter. He knew that the oil lamp had already dried up, but why he didn't die might be because of his strange blood. It was a matter of time.

If it weren't for those familiar eyes, Mo Wushang wouldn't have recognized Mo Li at all, and the injury was even worse than the punishment of heaven.

If you come a little later, it may be lost forever.

Moli's aura was chilling. Mo Wushang stood in front of Moli after killing the monster, but he didn't know what to do. He walked in slowly step by step, his eyes were empty.

I don't know why my mind is so clear now, and my whole body feels relaxed.

"Mo Wushang," Mo Li sighed slowly, and called out softly, don't say this name too often these days.

"It's the best outcome for whoever it is," he said.

He didn't have to pester himself for Mo Youyue, and he didn't want to bear everything about Mo Youyue.

When he is dead, it is what everyone expects. Mo Wushang can also completely get rid of himself, relying on his status and strength, and live a carefree life.

And Mo Youyue can also come back, live with her lover, and do everything she should do, instead of throwing it to someone illusory.

It's good for everyone, I'm exhausted to the extreme, I don't want to bear all this anymore.

Maybe it's not bad to leave quietly, with no memory, no identity, no fate, starting over, without Mo Youyue, and without Mo Li.

"No, you'll be fine,"

No matter how stupid Mo Wushang was, he knew that Mo Li was seriously injured. If he moved even a little bit, he might die on the spot. He was more fragile than a porcelain doll.

"I have no future,"

Mo Li lightly shook his head and smiled, knowing that he had come to the end, and even had the feeling that his soul had left his body, maybe it was the last step.

Looking at Mo Wushang's face, Mo Li was even a little disgusted, but it was really hypocritical.

"Then let me tell you that Mo Youyue is still alive," Mo Li changed the subject, with a bewitching tone.

It's better to tell Mo Wushang about the matter, and let her completely give up on herself.

After all, what he likes is Mo Youyue, so he won't take care of himself, and he can leave with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)