Xiao An found Xia Qi and Mo Yan in the noisy crowd. These two people could always be seen in the crowd at a glance because they were too conspicuous. No matter how they were dressed, they still couldn't hide their domineering aura. Xiao An stepped forward and said,
He nodded towards Mo Yan, "The master is back and wants you to go back."
Mo Yan didn't say anything. He led Xia Qi to the plane silently and left Xiao An aside. Xiao An gritted his teeth. This Mo Yan was really a peacock turtle many times hairier than his master. Therefore, Fu Siyang's words were unfounded.
!
That’s called cowardice!
Xia Qi and Mo Yan returned to Ancross Island. The man who looked like an immortal was already waiting in the lobby. Fu Siyang was lying on the sofa, looking around comfortably, and sf was also sitting with a mixed expression, maybe he was interested in him.
Generally speaking, no matter what he says, a bastard like Fu Siyang cannot be heard. It is better to be out of sight because of his words that offend others. A bastard like Fu Siyang will become extinct in time and it is not something that ordinary people cannot deal with.
Mo Yan walked up to SF and looked at SF, "SF, can you save Xia Qi?" His eyes looked eager to see SF nod.
SF looked at Mo Yan unhurriedly, with one gold and one red eyes, looking particularly evil, with no fluctuation in his expression, "I can't save her, I don't know how to lower her head!"
Fu Siyang stood up from the sofa in a hurry and glared at sf angrily, "Why did you ask us to come over and waste your time? sf, what are you worried about? You are just a bastard."
"Shut up!" SF looked at Fu Siyang coldly and gave a brief warning.
Fu Siyang jumped when he heard this, and looked at the overly handsome man in front of him with great dissatisfaction. Isn't he just a man with silver hair? Just to pull a thread, you have one more beauty mark than others. Are you proud of Mo Bian?
SF this bastard.
Mo Yan glanced over with cold eyes and stopped Fu Siyang from going off-line. Fu Siyang leaned angrily on the sofa, his chest rising and falling violently. This was a sign of suppressing his anger, so he was very unhappy. Mo Yan absolutely believed that, sf
The evil tricks they know will definitely make them unable to leave this island.
But Mo Yan was still not satisfied with sf's answer, "sf, since you don't know, why do you have to waste our time?"
SF raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Yan, "It's not that I wasted your time, but that you regarded me as your savior and put your hope in me. If that's the case, why do you blame me?"
What sf said was not unreasonable. Xia Qi knew it, but Mo Yan found it very ironic. Xia Qi knew that sf had always been moody and could even pretend to deceive everyone about the things he liked, so sf
She wasn't surprised if he didn't save her.
What's more, he really can't be saved.
Fu Siyang smiled coldly, his twisted face looked joyful, "Miracle doctor, curser, sf, if you don't want to save people, just say it in advance, we will spend a few days waiting for you like fools,
Wait until you say I can't save her?"
SF didn't say anything. Xia Qi turned his head and looked at Fu Siyang, "Fu Siyang, stop talking, let's go."
"Mo Yan, your son and daughter are beyond the limits of blood sacrifice, so I can't save her."
It was rare for sf to explain the reason why he did not save people, but Mo Yan was shocked. Is there a limit to blood sacrifice? sf's eyes were slightly cold, with a complicated expression. Xia Qi looked at sf, and then at Mo Yan.
He suddenly spoke, "What is the limit of blood sacrifice?"
Mo Yan said "I understand" to sf and pulled Xia Qi out of the hall.
The words "Blood Sacrifice Boundary" were printed in Fu Siyang's mind as if they were gold-plated. "Blood Sacrifice Boundary"? He seems to have seen it before. Where is it? Where is it? Fu Siyang was troubled by not being able to remember for a moment.
He had a terrible headache and didn't know where he had seen it, but he was sure that he had definitely seen it.
"Don't think about it."
Above the head, a voice as cold as frost rose.
Fu Siyang raised his head and turned his head awkwardly, "SF, Xia Qi and Mo Yan love each other so much. I don't believe you can't see it. Since you can see it, why don't you save Xia Qi?"
sf half-closed his demonic eyes, "It's good that I can tamper with fate, but why should I sacrifice my life for someone who has nothing to do with it?"
"You''"
Fu Siyang stood up, but couldn't say a word. There was no grammatical error in sf's sentence. What he said was correct. Why should he be asked to shorten his life for someone who has nothing to do with him?
Fu Siyang crossed the SF and wanted to go back to his room, but was stopped by the SF, "Don't you want to know the limits of blood sacrifice?"
"If you want to tell me, you will naturally tell me. Otherwise, no matter how I ask, it will be meaningless? Just like you, you can save Xia Qi, but it is meaningless if you don't let go." Fu Siyang's words were calm, without any meaning.
There is no slight dissatisfaction and accusation, because there is nothing wrong with what sf has done from beginning to end. If he loses his temper because Mo Yan is his friend and sf fails to save people, that is what a bastard does, and sf does not owe him anything.
They, they have no right to blame others.
"The blood sacrifice boundary refers to the son or daughter of a person who has been cursed, especially the blood curse of Mo Yan. If there is an orthodox witchcraft person in the family, the blood sacrifice boundary will become more obvious. In other words, unless
In exchange for the price of my life, otherwise I won’t be able to tamper with my destiny.”
Fu Siyang's body was shaken, and he was indescribably shocked.
"At the cost of life, what do you mean?"
"That's right, it's what you think!"
If the twins live, Mo Yan must die. If Mo Yan lives, the twins must die.
This is the limit of blood sacrifice, but there is another thing he did not tell Fu Siyang. This Fu Fu technique is added to the death drop technique in the head-lowering technique. Although the head-lowering technique is being studied, it is not his specialty. Unless they can hire
Ye Jia had to be called on to help, otherwise everything would be in vain. But Ye Jia killed Sili, so there was a contradiction.
Mo Yan pulled Xia Qi to the beach. The sea breeze was strong. Xia Qi held her in his arms. Mo Yan turned around and hugged her, "It's very cold!"
Xia Qing nestled in his arms and nodded, "Mo Yan, what does the blood sacrifice limit mean?"
"have no idea!"
Mo Yan didn't want to say anything, but Xia Qi didn't ask. They sat side by side on the beach, listening to the flowers rolling, feeling very peaceful and a little sad. Along the way, there was really very little time for the two of them to sit down quietly.
, but there are countless moments of domineering confrontation. Every time she and Mo Yan meet again, they must be sentimental.
In fact, emotional release is not suitable for her and Mo Yan, but now, she just wants to enjoy the warmth given by this embrace, because this embrace means the world!
Xia Qi leaned in his arms and put her arms around Mo Yan's waist, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, besides being sorry, I'm still sorry"
Her eyes were sore and her heart was so clogged.
Mo Yan raised his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky with half-closed eyes. He sighed slightly and said with an unprecedented firmness in his tone, "There's no need to be sorry, because I don't need your apology."
Xia Qin was startled, struggled to push away Mo Yan's arms that were as hard as iron, looked at his twinkling purple eyes, and came face to face with him, her voice choked with anger, "Mo Yan, what do you mean?
?Want to die with me?"
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