Chapter 700 He wants her to admit it with his own mouth!
The silver needle was about to sink into Feng Yexuan's body.
Feng Yexuan, however, seemed to have eyes on his back. He just raised his sleeves slightly and those silver needles were instantly knocked out.
Xiaoyao was stunned for a while!
Yes! She had forgotten that she was facing the omnipotent Prince Xuan now!
How could Prince Xuan be injured!
She was actually afraid that her silver needle would hurt him. Is she crazy?
"What are you going to do?" Seeing Feng Yexuan walking up to Ye Qingying and raising the hand holding the short knife, Xiao Yao was frightened.
"don't want!"
But, with a click, Feng Yexuan's knife fell.
As soon as Ye Qingying stood up, a scar suddenly opened on his chest.
Blood surged out suddenly, instantly staining his clothes red.
It looked so frightening!
Xiaoyao was so scared that her soul flew away!
"No! Don't hurt him! Master!"
She rushed over and hugged the fallen Ye Qingying.
But Ye Qingying's figure was too tall, at least 1.88 meters tall, which was completely unbearable for the petite Xiao Yao.
The two of them fell to the ground together, in an unspeakable embarrassment!
Ye Qingying opened her mouth and spit out another mouthful of blood.
Xiaoyao looked at the blood marks on his chest and was so anxious that she almost burst into tears.
"Are you Li'er?" Feng Yexuan stood in front of the two of them with a calm look.
"If you are Li'er, the soul of the Qiankun Chain will definitely fall on you. There are surgical tools you need in it. You still have a chance to save him."
"I'm not! I'm nothing! I'm just Xiaoyao!"
Xiaoyao raised her head and stared at him, her eyes full of hatred: "Why are you forcing me! I'm not!"
"It doesn't matter. If you weren't, then just watch him bleed to death. To me, it's just like killing a killer who has caused trouble for thousands of years. His life is insignificant in my eyes."
"You! Feng Yexuan! You are too cold-blooded!"
Xiaoyao bit her lip, clenched her palms, and looked at Ye Qingying who was still bleeding.
Everything in Ye Qingying's eyes gradually began to blur, but he still raised his hand with great effort and took her cold little hand.
Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes and could hardly bear it, and knocked his hand away with a palm.
Ye Qingying said hoarsely: "I...can't die."
It's just a flesh wound!
Feng Yexuan's attack was measured and did not hurt the internal organs. He would not die for a while.
Xiaoyao took his pulse and checked the wound, and naturally knew that this injury would not kill him in a short time.
But his injury caused him to bleed too much. If he didn't quickly stop the bleeding and perform surgery to bandage the wound, he would die!
But if she wants to operate on him, the secret of the Qiankun Chain will inevitably be lost.
Master said that no one should know the secret of the Qiankun Chain...
"Prince Xuan, please...please let me take him to the doctor, please."
She climbed up to Feng Yexuan and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Your Majesty, please."
"You never ask for help." Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, his expression even colder.
"I'm not the person you're looking for, I'm not your Li'er, I really am not!"
She really isn't, she doesn't even know who she is.
But she was not his Li'er! Her face was real, and she knew in her heart that she had not tampered with it in any way.
How could she be his son?
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but I have already recognized you."
In fact, he had already decided that he just didn't dare to make a decision!
It's because he knows that once he makes the wrong decision, it will inevitably hurt everyone.
In his heart, he still needed one last bit of proof.
He wants her to admit it herself!
"I will not let you leave. If you want to watch him die in front of you, you can deny your identity! Otherwise, take out your first aid kit and take out the items in your Qiankun Chain! Personally.
