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147. Chapter 147 Burning Feng Yun [8]

The song has a melodious voice and a melodious style, and it conveys a lifetime of loneliness.

After the song was played, Mo Zihan did not express any opinions on the music. He took another wine glass, poured wine into it, and walked towards Yun Sang, who was leaning on the edge of the bed.

"Master Mo!" Miss Ling Yue called out nervously when she saw Mo Zihan walking towards Yun Sang.

"You should be thirsty after sitting for so long. Let's have a drink!" Mo Zihan handed the wine to Yun Sang, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile.

Yun Sang's eyes finally dimmed at this moment, she pursed her lips, turned her head to one side, and never looked at Mo Zihan again indifferently.

"Young Master Mo." Seeing that Mo Zihan ignored her at all, Ling Yue simply stood up, walked to Mo Zihan, walked around and stood between the two of them, and took the initiative to put her arm around her and said: "Sir, Yun Sang is already old.

It's past forty, and this year the slave family is in its twenty-eighth year. If the master doesn't dislike it, the slave family is willing to spend the spring night with the master." After saying that, he lowered his head.

"On the way here, Mo Mou heard that although Miss Ling Yue is in a brothel, she is clean and self-loving and does not sell herself as an artist. May I ask why she is willing to break the precept because of Yunsang today?"

After listening to Mo Zihan's question, Ling Yue immediately leaned forward and knelt down and begged: "Young Master, to be honest, Yun Sang was once kind to Ling Yue, and Ling Yue will never forget it. Today, we are in a brothel together. Seeing that Young Master Mo is not

A man who is a fair-weather man, so he told the truth, hoping that Mr. Mo would let Yun Sang go, and that Ling Yue would be like a cow or a horse in this life, but she only had to be sent around."

Mo Zihan ignored Ling Yue who was kneeling in front of him, raised the wine glass, and continued to say to Yun Sang: "Drink it."

"Master Mo..."

Ling Yue wanted to say something else, but Yun Sang stopped her and said her first words tonight.

"Ling Yue, there is no need to ask him. Today I have fallen into this situation. I no longer ask for anything else, but I want to die with dignity."

Having said that, he was so cruel that he was ready to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

But she was faster, and Mo Zihan was faster than her. He grabbed Yun Sang's jaw, opened his mouth slightly, and poured all the wine in his hand into Yun Sang's throat.

"Master Mo, no! Please let Yun Sang go! You can't kill her!"

"She wants to die, but I don't want to die yet! That's the antidote to Ruanjinsan."

Mo Zihan's words made Ling Yue and Yun Sang stunned at the same time.

"It's already burning." Leng Feng said coldly from the side.

"Damn it! Who did you offend? You actually drove them to death like this!"

The outside of Feng Yun Tower was surrounded by killers. They went out to kill one by one, not even the pimps and the madams.

Ling Yue's face turned pale, while Yun Sang still looked unfazed, just pursed her lips slightly.

"Is there a secret passage here? There is no secret passage in such a big brothel, right?"

"Yes, there is, but the secret passage only leads to the back door. Nowadays, everything is on fire, and the back door is definitely no exception. Moreover, Feng Yun Tower should be surrounded by all sides now. Even if there is a secret passage, there is no way to escape." Ling Yue was a little confused.

despair.

"Feng, go and remove some thicker door panels and get a big bucket of water." After that, he was helped up and recovered a little, but he was still weak. Yun Sang said to Ling Yue: "You, do the four things right away.

Get a thicker towel and take us to the secret passage."

It only took less than half a quarter of an hour for the flames to ignite spontaneously and completely surround Fengyun Tower in the sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, under the command of Mo Zihan, the four people hid in the secret passage in time and used several thick layers of

The door panel blocks most of the smoke.

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