Liao Chan held on, not wanting to be seen by the secret guards, so he tried his best to hide it while talking.
Being too eager to cover up, Liao Chan panicked and did not choose any method. He quickly mobilized his internal power without thinking too much, trying to use his internal power to suppress the surge of Qi and blood caused by the backlash of the demonic barrier in his body. But Liao Chan
The internal injuries in his body had just improved and stabilized. Under this forced exercise, almost without any surprise, he hurt himself again, and suddenly he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Master Liao Chan?" The secret guard was frightened. While helping Chan back to his room, he asked another secret guard to quickly report to Xin Moge.
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In Xin Moge and Feng Yu's room, the door was closed tightly, the candlelight was still on, and the feeling of spring was still lingering in the room.
Under Xin Moge's repeated "demands", Feng Yu couldn't help but want to beg for mercy and beg Xin Moge to let her go.
The "dong dong dong" knock on the door suddenly sounded at an inappropriate time, which was especially clear in the silent night.
In the room, Feng Yu's body suddenly stiffened on the bed.
Xin Moge's face suddenly turned ugly.
After a while.
Xin Moge's voice came from the room, with a hint of displeasure in his deep voice, "What's the matter?"
"Young master, Master Liaochan suddenly vomited blood." The secret guard immediately reported to the closed door. How could he not hear the displeasure in Xin Moge's voice.
Feng Yu was startled. After these days of treatment, Liao Chan's body was obviously much better and had stabilized. How could he vomit blood? Could something have happened? Thinking of this, Feng Yu felt worried and at the same time,
I couldn't help but become a little anxious. I just wanted to get up and go over to take a look. I quickly pushed Xin Moge on me, blushing and whispered: "Let me go."
Xin Moge frowned deeply, why did he always have so many things to do, and why did he always do it at this time?
"Let go, do you hear me..." Seeing that Xin Moge didn't move, Feng Yu whispered again.
Xin Moge said angrily in Feng Yu's ear: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have looked for him. So what if I didn't resume my martial arts? My husband is absolutely sure to protect you and will never let you suffer any harm again."
Liao Chan tried to find a way to make Feng Yu recover her martial arts, but he just wanted to make Feng Yu happy, because he knew she wanted to recover. But now, before her martial arts could be restored, a lot of things had happened.
When Feng Yu heard this, she couldn't help but want to laugh. Just because someone was disturbing her at the moment, he actually said such angry words.
The next moment, Feng Yu coaxed Xin Moge with a coaxing tone like a child: "Okay, okay, if I had known we wouldn't have looked for him, but it's useless to regret now. He helped us first, so why not?"
It can put him in trouble. Besides, your father is already here. Let me go quickly and let’s go and take a look together.”
Xin Moge sighed and kissed Feng Yu hard again before letting go.
Feng Yu sat up under the quilt, her whole body was sore. God knew she was feeling extremely upset at the moment, and just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep motionless.
Xin Moge went down to the ground first, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, handed Feng Yu's to her, and then quickly put them on himself.
After Feng Yu endured the pain and put it on, she stood up and got off the ground. When one of her feet hit the ground, her feet felt sore and she almost collapsed and fell.
Xin Moge reached out his hand to help Feng Yu in time, and personally took Feng Yu's cloak and put it on Feng Yu.
