Chapter 105: Resentment and Resolve

Feng Yi silently drew out the dagger, held it in his hand, and said quietly: "I know that I have a bad moral character and unusual behavior. No matter what you say to me, it is right. But if I want to kill you, why wait until now?"

Li Mochou's heart softened, and she secretly blamed herself for treating him like that, but the feud between her, Lu Wushuang, and Cheng Ying involved her family, and she had to put an end to it.

She glanced at Feng Yi, her eyes softened, she sighed secretly, and said with a smile: "What do you mean? For your sake, I can not kill Cheng Ying, and I can not kill Lu Wushuang, but can they not kill me for revenge?"

Although Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang did not speak at this time, they both had a sudden thought that they had never had before from Li Mochou's expression and words: "This devil actually has some special feelings for Feng Yi." The more they thought about it, the more shocked they became.

Cheng Ying was very upset.

Lu Wushuang stared at Li Mochou and said: "You...you..."

Li Mochou smiled and said, "What about me?"

Lu Wushuang bit her lip and said loudly: "You are delusional. My whole family has been killed. I swear I will not coexist with you."

Cheng Ying also said in a hoarse voice: "That's right!" Suddenly, she formed a sword gesture with her hands, swung the jade flute, and made a pretentious stance, saying: "Why do you need to involve others in your hatred with us? Let's do it!"

"Good!" Li Mochou said with a smile, "You are quite courageous, like someone who came from the Huang Laoxie Sect. Well, let me see how much of his teachings you have inherited."

As she spoke, she drew the whisk from her waist. Although she no longer had the strength she once had, it was more than enough to deal with the two men.

Cheng Ying bit her lower lip with her two white teeth, and said sadly, "Li Mochou, today is my sister's revenge, and it has nothing to do with my master. Even if I am not your opponent, it is because I have only just started to learn and cannot comprehend the subtleties of my master's unique skills. Please don't be disrespectful to my master!"

Seeing that she was serious, Li Mochou burst into laughter. She laughed so hard that her body shook. Her laughter was like pearls falling on a jade plate, or like a cool breeze swirling down from the sky.

Cheng Ying frowned and asked, "Is this funny?"

Li Mochou stopped laughing, but the smile was still on her face, and she said, "Huang Lao Xie had six disciples in the past, but they either defected together or were beaten by him and expelled from the sect, and all of them died violent deaths.

What's so great about a master like this that you would want to protect him even at the risk of your life? "

Cheng Ying shook his head and said, "Master's kindness is too great to be repaid even if I die for him. Since I can't bring honor to him, I can't discredit him either!"

Li Mochou saw that she was charming but heroic, and tender but arrogant, and couldn't help thinking: "Huang Lao Xie is a great master, and he is indeed extraordinary. In the past, Mei Chaofeng betrayed her master, but she also blocked the palm of the West Poison for him, which made her heart and lungs shattered, which shows her loyalty and attachment. This little girl is only in her teens, but I didn't expect she would be like this."

Lu Wushuang also smiled and said loudly: "Well said, let us two sisters fight you!" She took a big step with her right foot and moved closer to Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying took another step forward and moved closer.

Seeing the two of them like this, Li Mochou couldn't help but smile and said, "At such a young age, you have a deep sisterly love and loyalty. Well, considering this, I'll let you two have three moves!"

Before the two girls could reply, "Give me three moves?" Feng Yi suddenly sneered, "How generous! The two girls knew they couldn't beat you, but they still kept their composure. You've been famous for many years, calling yourself the best female martial artist, but you don't have a broad mind. What's the point of winning in martial arts but losing as a person?"

Li Mochou turned her head suddenly and stared at Feng Yi who was chopping wood and setting fire with her short sword. A sharp light flashed in her eyes, but it was only for a moment. As her eyes moved, she smiled at Cheng Ying and said softly, "Look at her eyes full of affection and her face like a spring flower. I am moved when I see her. If this girl is bewitched and willing to be your mistress, with your character, how can you not return the favor? Why don't you just give me a quick death? Why are you mocking me here?"

Feng Yi felt a hint of mockery hidden in Li Mochou's laughter, and looked at Cheng Ying again.

Her face flushed with shame, and it seemed as if a faint blush covered her face, like a falling plum blossom under the autumn frost and snow, fresh and elegant, incomparable.

Feng Yi's heart was set, and he said, "You are right, I just like Miss Cheng, there is nothing to hide.

It's just that you and I are too deeply involved, and I can't do anything to kill you. And there is indeed an irreconcilable feud between you two, and I can't resolve it. I can only watch you fight to your heart's content!

But the two of them combined are not as old as you, and you were born in an ancient tomb, so you can see things in the dark easily. Isn't it just a pretense to use these three moves?"

Cheng Ying pursed her lips and stared at Feng Yi, as if in a trance. She didn't expect Feng Yi to say so openly that he liked her? Li Mochou looked at Feng Yi deeply, nodded and said, "Not bad, but what do you think?"

Feng Yi said: "Wouldn't it be better if you wait until tomorrow when the day breaks and compete fairly?"

Li Mochou snorted coldly: "You won't interfere tomorrow?"

Feng Yi said: "How can I intervene? With this hatred between you, either you die or they die. You three are all stubborn people. I can't persuade you. What else can I do except not help either side?"

Li Mochou saw Feng Yi was no longer playful, but had a serious look on his face. She frowned slightly and thought, "What is this kid up to?"

Lu Wushuang said slowly: "Mr. Feng, don't regret it!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Why should I regret it?"

Lu Wushuang said coldly: "What if my cousin dies?"

Cheng Ying said in a hoarse voice: "Cousin, you don't have to say anything. Death is my fate!"

Lu Wushuang was just about to scold Feng Yi to vent her anger when she heard Li Mochou suddenly say, "Gentlemen never joke!"

Feng Yi said: "I am not kidding. No matter who dies among you, I will not let her body lie exposed in the wilderness."

After hearing this, Li Mochou's rosy face flushed and her beautiful eyes sparkled. She smiled and said, "Okay, then let's take a break and fight to the death tomorrow!" She picked up a stone in the temple and sat down slowly.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang also had their own thoughts. They sat down and looked at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi said: "Don't think too much. You two should focus on your own martial arts and study them. You may not lose to Li Mochou."

Cheng Ying looked at Feng Yi and thought of his behavior. She couldn't help but feel that although the person is still the same, the feelings are no longer the same. Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, cousin, the two of us may not be inferior to Li Mochou." Then she whispered to discuss with Lu Wushuang.

Li Mochou treated the two of them as if they were nothing and instead found them funny in her heart. She had drunk the bitter wine of love and loved to see couples part ways. All of a sudden, she had an urge to play a prank.

Li Mochou smiled and said to Feng Yi, "Master Feng, do you want me to talk to Ling Bo and ask her to stop making trouble with you? If Miss Cheng is willing, I will spare her life tomorrow and let her be your wife. What do you think?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "Who I choose as my wife is my business. You don't need to worry about it. It's a pity that you're wasting my efforts."

Li Mochou fell silent immediately.

Feng Yi also closed his eyes.

In fact, he knew that what Li Mochou said was right. She saw through him. He just loved making friends with beautiful women. This was an irrefutable fact.

You say how much I love you, but it’s not necessarily the case.

A nice word to describe this behavior is being amorous, and a blunt word is being a playboy.

But he has been like this in his past and present lives.

Even the evil girl Li Mochou had made his heart flutter.

Since he traveled through time, he has killed countless people, many of whom were innocent people. He really has no right to blame or punish Li Mochou, but he is more skilled in martial arts than her, so he can kill her if he wants to.

Thinking back to the eight disciples under Wan Zhenshan, although he knew they were worthless, they were all good people in the eyes of outsiders, but he still secretly attacked them and killed them all. What did he think at that time? Nothing!

But when facing Li Mochou, why did he find some excuses that seemed to be reasons but were actually not valid at all in his opinion, so as not to kill her?

Feng Yi thought that he and Li Mochou had a relationship beyond that of an ordinary man and woman, but then he thought that it was because she was too beautiful. If it was someone like the Five Ugly Men in Tibet, he would have killed them easily without blinking an eyelid.

And as Li Mochou just said, does she really want to wipe her out?

Feng Yi thought carefully and realized that his feelings towards Li Mochou were only because of her past and her relationship with Hong Lingbo. Even though he was aware of it, he was unwilling to think deeply about it.

And he met Cheng Ying again. Whether it was because of her beauty, her temperament, or the strong possessiveness of men, he was moved again.

But Cheng Ying and Li Mochou have an irreconcilable hatred. Even if he has a shameless spirit and great ability, how can he make them resolve their hatred and live in harmony? This incident is too accidental, continuous and challenging. No matter how high Feng Yi's martial arts skills are, he can only sigh: "Feng Yi, if you are here, you can suppress them from taking action, but how can you stop them from harboring hatred in their hearts? What if you are not here? This matter must be resolved in the end.

Oh, matchmaker, can't you just tie all their red strings on me? Then there won't be anything to worry about, right?"

Unfortunately, this was a delusion. Lu Zhanyuan appeared too early and he also arrived too late.

At the moment, he could only let these three people calm down their impulsive anger, calm down and fight again, and finally decide the next countermeasures based on the situation.

If the two sides started fighting immediately, he was afraid that Li Mochou would kill the two women out of anger, which was absolutely what he wanted.

If we try to stop it by force, it will be meaningless.

It's all in vain.

By the next day, the heavy snow had turned into fine snowflakes.

Li Mochou looked at Feng Yi for a long while, then turned to look out the window. When it was bright, she said, "The wind and snow have stopped now. You two come over!" She waved her whisk a few times and jumped out of the door.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang looked at each other, then they straightened their bodies, their sleeves fluttering, and followed Li Mochou out of the temple gate.

Li Mochou said: "You guys go ahead and make your move."

Suddenly, with a whoosh, a scimitar was stuck in the snow in front of Lu Wushuang.

Looking over, he saw Feng Yi standing quietly by the side and said, "I lost Miss Lu's knife, so you can use this knife!"

Lu Wushuang was not polite either. He reached out and grabbed it, shook it in the wind, and a "woof woof" sound came out.

After a closer look, they found that the knife was actually a Burmese knife.

This kind of soft and sharp weapon is extremely demanding. Lu Wushuang has already put life and death aside, so he didn't think much about it. He waved his Burmese knife and said coldly to Li Mochou: "There's no need for us to be polite!"

As for Li Mochou, she was skilled and daring, so she didn't care. She smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, go ahead!"

Cheng Ying shook her body, a green light flashed between her sleeves, and the jade flute flew out, piercing the important acupoints on Li Mochou's chest.

This sword was a perfect reflection of Yuxiao's sword technique. Li Mochou recognized its power and swung out with her left hand, intending to grab it like she did last night.

Lu Wushuang shouted softly, and the bloody knife swung out, heading straight for her wrist.

Li Mochou did not dare to block the sharp blade and quickly retracted her hand. But Lu Wushuang's martial arts were taught by her, and she knew all the changes, such as speed, advance, retreat, straightness and curvature.

However, Cheng Ying was, after all, a disciple of the East Evil. Li Mochou had suffered a great loss from Huang Yaoshi before, and was afraid that the other party would have some unexpected tricks, so she decided to wait and see first and not rush for victory.

Although Cheng Ying was personally taught many unique skills by Huang Yaoshi, his skills were limited and his skills were not up to par. Although he used the flute with him, his moves were always aimed at the opponent's vital points, attacking the enemy's vital points, so that Lu Wushuang would not be defeated in one move. The three of them quickly defeated more than 30 moves.

But Li Mochou had been through hundreds of battles, and had a solid foundation in the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter" of the Nine Yin Scriptures. Over the past six months, her internal strength had recovered greatly, and her power and intention were in harmony with her moves, her mind and spirit were in harmony, her spirit was perfect and her energy was sufficient. However, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang showed the disadvantages of their insufficient cultivation and gasped slightly.

Li Mochou chuckled and said in a loud voice: "You can fight me for thirty moves, which is enough to be proud of." He waved the whisk, and it was like a puff of silver rain, which was weird and unpredictable. It hit the blood knife with a buzzing sound.

Lu Wushuang's sword was slanted out, and he hurriedly followed the sword, trying to cut off the whisk, but the whisk was a soft object, and Li Mochou used it to perfection, so no sword or knife could hurt it. Instead, the blade was wrapped by Li Mochou's lingering internal energy.

How could Lu Wushuang escape with such great power?

Li Mochou was about to take the knife, but Cheng Ying rushed over like a gust of wind, and with a flash of green light, he went straight to her throat.

Li Mochou turned around, dodged the jade flute, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let go!" Lu Wushuang felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and the bloody knife fell out of his hand.

Cheng Ying's jade flute passed by the whisk and swiped towards Li Mochou's face. This move took advantage of the opportunity and Li Mochou leaned back in a hurry, but the strong wind from the jade flute also caused a dull pain on her cheek.

Li Mochou was shocked and angry. She was afraid that her appearance would be damaged, so she jumped back and shouted, "What a great Jade Flute Sword Technique!"

Since Cheng Ying learned swordsmanship, he has never met a true master. He was extremely nervous, and his whole mind was focused on the essence of "Yuxiao Sword Technique". He had no time to talk. Seeing Li Mochou dodging, it was obvious that the swordsmanship taught by his master was very superb. Thinking of this, he became more confident and stabbed again.

Li Mochou touched her face and found nothing wrong. She laughed dryly and said casually, "Girl, Huang Lao Xie's Jade Flute Swordsmanship is famous all over the world. If he were here in person, how could I dare to challenge him? Now..." As she spoke, she swept her whisk across with a fierce attack that made a sound like tearing silk.

But when he saw Lu Wushuang trying to pick up the blood knife not far away, he sneered, quickly retreated three steps, and swung his whisk towards her back.

Seeing that Lu Wushuang would be killed by this blow, there was a gust of wind beside him and Cheng Ying played the jade flute.

Li Mochou sneered in her heart, and the whisk seemed to be directed towards Lu Wushuang, but suddenly turned to Cheng Ying, bringing up a gust of wind that was wrapped around the jade flute like a spider web. She suddenly stretched out her left hand and tapped lightly.

The two moves were performed in succession at an extremely fast speed, leaving almost no time for Lu Wushuang to think. He felt a chill on his back, lost consciousness, and fell to the ground.

Li Mochou has been famous for many years and has fought hundreds of battles in her life. However, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang are two rookies who have just debuted. Even if their martial arts skills are comparable to hers, they may not be able to win, let alone the gap is huge.

The attack she made against Cheng Ying was a unique move from her whisk skill. Although it was slight, it was just right and could take away the opponent's weapon without missing a single one.

Cheng Ying felt a lingering internal force rushing through his palms and his entire body. He immediately felt a numbness all over and rushed to the right in a staggered manner without even standing firmly on his feet.

Li Mochou's green shadow flashed, and her left hand suddenly raised up like a poisonous snake, stabbing with lightning. Cheng Ying couldn't dodge in time, but felt a chill on her waist, and the jade flute fell out of her hand immediately, and her body did not move.

Li Mochou subdued the two men. From the corner of her eye, she saw Feng Yi drinking with his neck tilted back, as if he was oblivious to everything.

She was secretly shocked. After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure out Feng Yi's intention. She tried to test him. She walked towards Lu Wushuang, kicked him hard twice, leaned down, gritted her teeth and said, "Little bitch, how do you want to die?"

Lu Wushuang knew that he could not escape his fate this time, so he said fiercely: "I want to die with you."

Li Mochou was stunned and spat, "You're dreaming!" Then he walked towards Cheng Ying, put his hand on her chest, and said coldly, "Girl, you're destined to be sad sooner or later. I'd better let you be free!"

Cheng Ying said: "Hurry up and do it!"

Seeing that she showed no fear at all, Li Mochou turned around and looked at Feng Yi, and suddenly said, "Mr. Feng, it's not too late for you to speak now! I will never forget the kindness you have shown me!"

Before Feng Yi could speak, Cheng Ying said, "You don't have to ask him!"

Li Mochou turned around and heard Cheng Ying say woodenly, "How he treats me is his business. Since my parents died, my uncle and aunt are the closest to me. If you kill them, I will take revenge.

I am not saying this just because Mr. Feng is here, or just pretending, because he and I will never be together."

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Feng Yi sighed and said, "Miss Cheng, your words make me particularly sad."

"So what if I'm not heartbroken?" Cheng Ying smiled sadly: "It's our fault that we met too late. We are destined to be apart."

Feng Yi's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying turned her gaze and silently looked into the distance.

"Miss Cheng." Feng Yi said in a hoarse voice: "In my life, fate is not important. What is important is whether I want to or not."

Cheng Ying turned around, stared at him and said, "What right do you have? Are you forcing me?" Then she said, "What about Hong Lingbo? Since you two are husband and wife, you shouldn't be indecisive."

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with a trace of melancholy, and he said: "In fact, I have long known that we are not suitable, but I still want to accompany you on a road without results. Although the time may not be long, it will make us unforgettable for a lifetime!"

The bad man quotes Feng Yi learned in his previous life were almost shameless to Cheng Ying, leaving her speechless. She felt so wronged that she wanted to cry loudly. She sighed and said, "Feng Yi, a real man should keep his word! Otherwise, I will look down on you!"

Then he turned to Li Mochou and said, "Why don't you take action? What are you waiting for?"

Li Mochou said coldly: "You look so timid, but you are a gentle person with a strong character on the inside!"

She paused at this point and continued, "Well, considering your courage, I will no longer pursue the matter of Lu Wushuang betraying me.

You guys stay far away. If one day you think your martial arts skills are good enough and you want to kill me for revenge, spread the word in the martial arts world. As long as I am still alive, I will teach you anytime!" Then he turned and left.

After all, she didn't want to kill the two women and put Feng Yi in a difficult position.

“Wait!”

Feng Yi stepped forward and struck out as fast as lightning, slapping Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang with his palm. The two of them felt a warm current flowing through their bodies, and their sealed acupuncture points were unblocked.

Li Mochou turned away and said word by word: "What?"

Feng Yi said: "You didn't kill them. It was out of your kindness. I didn't stop you. But you still can't offset their hatred for you. Otherwise, how could Lu Wushuang betray you?"

Then he said to Lu Wushuang: "Teach me the secret of the Five Poisons, and I will help you kill Li Mochou!"

All three of them were shocked.

Lu Wushuang stared at him, his face pale, but Li Mochou half-smiled and half-scowled: "It should have been done a long time ago!"

Feng Yi stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!"

Seeing Feng Yi's indifferent expression, Lu Wushuang glanced at Cheng Ying again and saw that she looked strange. However, thinking of the great revenge for her family, she took out a copy from her bosom and handed it to Feng Yi, saying, "This is the Secret Biography of the Five Poisons. You must keep your word."

Feng Yi saw that the cover of the book was as red as blood, and he flipped open two pages. The content was indeed the same as what Li Mochou had written down. He put it in his arms, looked at Li Mochou, and said with a blazing light in his eyes, "Since my debut, I have always killed people to achieve my own goals and pursue benefits. Don't blame me!"

Li Mochou smiled and said, "My life was born from you, and it will end with you. It is only right. Otherwise, I would not know how to treat you. Today, Hero Feng avenged his lover. If I can fulfill your wish, it will be a good thing, and we will no longer owe each other anything!"

After these words were spoken, both women showed strange expressions.

Feng Yi said coldly: "I want to ask you a question."

Li Mochou smiled and said, "It's okay to talk."

Feng Yi asked: "Have you ever regretted what you did in the past?"

Li Mochou stared at Feng Yi, and Feng Yi also stared at him. After staring at each other for a while, Li Mochou smiled and said, "I, Li Mochou, have never regretted anything I have done in my life!"

She couldn't help but sigh and said, "The only thing I regret is meeting Lu Zhanyuan. Otherwise, I might have become a famous female hero in the world!"

Feng Yi looked at him, took a step forward, his clothes and hair moved without wind, and he was already in front of Li Mochou. His eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Li Mochou's neck with his left hand and lifted her up.

Li Mochou's eyes were red from holding her breath, but she still looked at him coldly. Although she was powerless to resist, she didn't have the heart to resist.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang watched Li Mochou's feet dangling in the air, her face flushed red, her feet stretched straight, then turned pale as paper, and her legs became weak.

After a long time, Feng Yi loosened his grip and "plop..."

Li Mochou fell to the ground and collapsed limply.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were so fascinated by what they saw that they could hardly believe their eyes.

The two men rushed to Li Mochou's side, touched her mouth and nose, and found no breath. They then touched her pulse, and found no pulse at all.

The two looked at each other. They never expected that Feng Yi actually killed Li Mochou.

Lu Wushuang took two steps away, stared at Feng Yi and asked, "Did you really kill him? It wasn't some tortoise breathing technique that was a lie?"

Feng Yi said: "You can see if her body will become cold and stiff!" As he said this, he had already walked into the temple.

Lu Wushuang picked up Li Mochou's body and entered the temple. It was cold outside, and she wanted to see if Li Mochou's body would be cold or stiff.

She specially lit a fire in front of Li Mochou's body. However, after she touched it several times, she felt that Li Mochou's body was slowly getting colder and stiffer.

There was a hint of confusion in Lu Wushuang's eyes.

At first she thought Feng Yi was lying to her, but then she realized that her master was really dead.

She had always been obsessed with the revenge for the murder of her entire family, but when she saw that her master was really dead, she did not feel the slightest joy of revenge. She stared blankly at Li Mochou's face, then turned back to look at Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying looked at Feng Yi and said slowly: "Why do you want to kill her?"

Feng Yi said truthfully: "I told you, I did it for you. In fact, the three of you are all infatuated, and she is not a vicious person. It's just fate that made this happen.

If I don't take action, you will live in this hatred every day and will never be able to take revenge with your real ability in your entire life.

So let me do it, and see if you guys will be happy if I get my revenge."

The two women stared at him for a long time, and seeing that he did not seem to be pretending, they looked at each other, thinking that Li Mochou had committed countless sins in her life, and that she deserved to die today. But she was not born cruel, it was just because of love that she went astray, fell deeper and deeper, and finally could not extricate herself. They could not help but feel pity for her when they thought about it.

Cheng Ying said: "Although she has killed countless people, she is still your master after all. Let's bury her properly!"

Lu Wushuang felt a little sad and said, "Yes, although she treated me badly, my uncle betrayed her first. Despite her viciousness in the martial arts world, she didn't kill me and asked me to worship her as my master. Although she didn't teach me first-class martial arts, she should know that my senior sister taught me martial arts, so this can be considered a kindness!"

So he bowed to Li Mochou several times, and touched her face again, only to find it was cold. Suddenly, his eyes became hot and a few tears fell on Li Mochou's face.

Feng Yi said: "She is dead, are you happy?"

Lu Wushuang shook his head silently.

After all, she was raised by Li Mochou from a little girl to a young woman, so how could she be happy? Feng Yi sighed and said, "People are not plants or trees, who can be heartless!" Then he said, "If she were alive, would you still take revenge?"

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were shocked. Lu Wushuang stood up and shouted, "You lied to me?"

Feng Yi laughed and said, "How could I lie to you? She is already dead and cannot be deader. It's just that I have the ability to bring her back to life!"

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were both shocked. They felt Li Mochou's breathing and heartbeat again. Her body began to stiffen. She was indeed dead. Could it be possible to bring the dead back to life? Feng Yi knew what they were thinking and said, "I can revive her if she dies for an hour, but it won't work if she dies for a while. It's up to you to decide whether to save her or not."

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were sometimes surprised, sometimes sad.

Lu Wushuang's face was as pale as death, his hands were clenched tightly into fists, his fingertips were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood was dripping down the cracks between his fists.

Cheng Ying watched from the side, sighed and said, "She just restrained us, but she didn't kill us. Let's give her life back!"

Feng Yi looked at Lu Wushuang, who snorted, "You are such a cunning boy. What if she had tried to kill us?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "If I don't allow her, she can't kill anyone."

The two women looked at each other, and Lu Wushuang's eyes fell on Li Mochou's face again, and said to Feng Yi: "Then let's see your method of resurrection!"

Feng Yi heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that the two would not agree, and was really worried. At this time, he immediately rescued her, activated the Shenzhao Gong, and pressed his hands on Li Mochou's chest.

The two women were shocked, their faces flushed like the setting sun. That was their chest. Lu Wushuang shouted, "You're taking advantage of me!"

Feng Yi looked at the two women's faces. Even though he had been prepared for this, if Li Mochou was strangled to death, if her meridians were severed by the beating, she would have to take off her clothes for treatment.

Now being stared at by two women, he felt really awkward, as if he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He could only say in a low voice: "Doctors don't discriminate between men and women!"

Seeing Feng Yi's embarrassed look, the two girls laughed in their hearts and showed smug looks on their faces.

Feng Yi pressed Li Mochou's chest, releasing and sucking. After half a cup of tea, a hint of blood appeared on Li Mochou's pale face. The two women leaned over to check on her and felt her pulse. Cheng Ying sighed, "She has a pulse."

Lu Wushuang stared at Li Mochou, and many people flashed through her mind, including her parents, servants, and maids, with faces showing joy and sorrow.

Cheng Ying guessed what she was thinking, pulled Lu Wushuang's sleeve, and said softly: "Let's go, don't meet her again in the future."

Lu Wushuang hummed.

The two turned and left.

Feng Yi immediately called out, "Miss Cheng!"

Cheng Ying kept walking.

Feng Yi watched the two of them go away, feeling angry and anxious. However, he had not yet finished rescuing Li Mochou, so he could not chase them out. He thought to himself, "What is this? Can I really only choose one of the two? Is it so difficult to have both?" As he watched her disappear from his sight, he could not help but shout, "Miss Cheng, do you really not like me at all?"

He had thought about this question thousands of times in his mind over the past few days. Now he could no longer care about it and asked it immediately.

Because he knew that Cheng Ying liked Yang Guo in the original plot, and this time he knew her earlier than Yang Guo, so what about himself?

He wants to know the answer!

Even if it's gone, this is a man's competitive spirit! Cheng Ying stopped, looked back at him, and said, "So what if I like you? So what if I don't like you?

Do you really want me to be your concubine?

Or am I, Cheng Ying, just a maid in your eyes?

You say you don’t believe in fate, but I do!

We are just not meant to be together, and I will never see you again."

As he spoke, his face turned as pale as death, and he ran away with Lu Wushuang.

(End of this chapter)