Su Dai then looked at Furong and couldn't help but be startled.
The veil on Furong's face has disappeared. That face is pure and delicate. Even though Furong's face is full of panic, there is no trace of flaw! It is really beautiful! No wonder that man wants to take Furong as his own
!
After the man named Dongliu finished speaking, he showed no mercy and slapped Su Dai on the body. Su Dai only felt an internal force passing through her body. Before she could realize what was going on,
Suddenly she felt a cool liquid sticking to her cheek. She stretched out her hand numbly and saw that her hand was covered with bright red blood!
It was the blood spit out by Wen Yimo! How could this happen...
That palm obviously hit her, so why did nothing happen to her, but Wen Yimo vomited blood?
That Dongliu in black shirt is really unfathomable, who is he?!
At this time, Wen Yimo had already passed out, but he still held Su Dai's clothes tightly, still feeling a little concerned in his heart.
"Yimo!" Furong screamed. She stood up but fell down again. Her eyes were full of despair. The world in her heart seemed to have collapsed and could no longer be built up.
Dongliu turned around, saw Furong's frightened face, and frowned slightly.
"Dongliu! You're crazy!" Fu Rong slowly crawled over, her white clothes stained with dust, and she looked extremely embarrassed.
"Then don't kill him, just gouge out his eyes." Dongliu said calmly.
"What?!" Su Dai's eyes widened and she quickly protected Wen Yimo behind her, fearing that Dongliu would take action at the next moment.
"Over the years, as long as you see a man who has seen my appearance, you have either killed that man or gouged out his eyes. You are too cruel!" Furong shook her head repeatedly, and big tears fell down her face.
, she has been dragged along like this all her life.
"Because you are mine." Dongliu said. At this time, the moonlight dimmed, and the expression on his face was blurred. "Nine years ago, you made a vow."
"I hate that oath!" Fu Rong suddenly shouted as if she was going crazy, "I would rather die after these nine years of lonely life! I can't leave the Yin Yue Palace for even half a step! I don't have any freedom! I am just trapped.
You pull the puppet of control!”
Su Dai watched Furong's tears falling non-stop. She seemed to feel Furong's sadness. She raised her head and looked at Dongliu again. Could a person with such power be the palace master of Yin Yue Palace?
"So what?" Dongliu said again, "Fu Rong, you only belong to me. I can tolerate you taking care of his injuries, but if he sees your appearance, he must pay the price."
Someone once saw Furong's appearance, and the saying spread that the most beautiful woman in the martial arts was in the Yin Yue Palace.
He just wants to protect her, does she know it or not?
Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed in Dongliu's eyes. He must kill everyone who has seen Furong!
He turned around and forced his inner strength into his palm. As long as this palm fell, Wen Yimo would definitely die.
"Dongliu! Wait! Wait!" Fu Rong shouted, crawling over to stop Dongliu.
Su Dai's beauty turned pale, but she just stood in front of Dongliu. She didn't know what to do. This man was really terrifying!
Seeing that the palm was about to fall, Furong clenched her hands and shouted without hesitation: "He is my brother! He is my biological brother! Are you going to kill him now?!"
Dongliu's body suddenly froze, and he quickly withdrew his inner strength and stared at Wen Yimo in shock.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. Su Dai could still hear Furong's cry. She had heard it very clearly just now. Furong was Wen Yimo's sister? How could this happen...
"Fu Rong, I..." Dong Liu was at a loss at this time. He turned around and walked over, trying to help Fu Rong up, but Fu Rong avoided it coldly and staggered to Wen Yimo's side.
He looked beside him and checked his injuries.
Furong originally didn't intend to say it, but she didn't expect that it would harm Wen Yimo. Now that Wen Yimo has been hit by Dongliu's palm, he has been poisoned and must go to the Moon Palace immediately, but... she never wants to go back.
that place!
Su Dai looked surprised and stared at Furong for a long time. Even in the dark, Furong who took off her veil did look somewhat similar to Wen Yimo. She asked slowly: "Are you...his sister?"
Furong smiled and said, "Yes, my original name is Wen Yanfu."
Su Dai was about to ask Fu Rong why she didn't recognize Wen Yimo, but Fu Rong said again: "Don't tell Yi Mo, I don't want him to know that I am still alive."
Su Dai's eyes were stunned. Su Dai had guessed what Furong had just said. She was afraid that Furong had been controlled by someone. She pursed her lips and had no choice but to stop asking.
Returning to the Yin and Moon Palace again, Furong hurriedly went to heal Wen Yimo's injuries. Even though she looked miserable, she couldn't care less. Until a coat was draped on her shoulders. She turned around and saw Dongliu standing beside her.
behind.
"Fu Rong, I didn't know he was your brother." Dongliu said stiffly.
"I didn't tell you, so of course you don't know either." Furong's face was pale, and she could no longer look away from her anger.
"You should have told me earlier."
"So what if I tell you? Will you let me follow him?" Furong's tone was cold, and the smile on her face was gone.
"Impossible." Dongliu said it without thinking.
Fu Rong chuckled lightly and said: "That's it, Yi Mo took the medicine given by Yan Zhuang, and she left a strange fragrance on my body to lure Yi Mo to poison. Palace Master, how should I deal with this?"
Wen Yimo left Yin Yue Palace for no reason, which had already puzzled Furong, but Yan Zhuang told her where Wen Yimo was going. Furong was thinking about Wen Yimo's injury at the time, so naturally she didn't think too much about it, but she didn't expect that she was caught by Yan Zhuang.
This is the makeup.
"Is it her?" Dongliu's face darkened, he snorted coldly, then turned and left.
Furong sighed, looked at Su Dai sitting beside her, and said with a smile: "Su Dai, I surprised you."
Su Dai was stunned and quickly shook her head: "No, I'm not hurt. I can't say I'm scared."
"The palm just now was the palace master's unique move. Fortunately, you were not injured, otherwise you would have had to lie down for a while." Fu Rong said softly, her eyes moved to Wen Yimo, even if Wen Yimo put it
The injury has healed, but Wen Yimo is not going to die soon, so what should we do?
"Don't tell anyone what happened tonight." Fu Rong slowly closed her eyes, "Don't let Yi Mo know that I am his sister."