Chapter 70 Do You Know Your Guilt?

At this time, night fell quietly. Feng Yi reached out and touched Li Mochou's arms, but there was only a medicine bottle. He reached into his pocket again, but found nothing.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be slightly distracted, staring at Li Mochou's body, thinking: "In the original plot, the Five Poisons Secret Book was stolen by Lu Wushuang. Could it be now?"

But he asked, "Is your master's Five Poisons Secret Book hidden at home?"

Hong Lingbo's mind is now filled with love for his master. Although Li Mochou is a female devil in the eyes of the world, she is the best person in the world to him. He couldn't help but shout, "I don't know, I know nothing." He couldn't help sobbing.

Feng Yi was a man after all. Dealing with two women was somewhat embarrassing. But he hadn't gotten what he wanted yet. He felt disappointed. Then he heard the woman crying. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. He said angrily, "Why are you crying? Your master has always been obsessed with the Jade Girl Heart Sutra. I will send her to see the master and the ancestor so that she can ask for advice. This will also fulfill her dream. If you have a deep relationship as a master and disciple, I can also send you to see her!"

Feng Yi's words made Hong Lingbo, who was already grief-stricken, even more angry. He glared and shouted, "Who are you trying to scare? Just kill me!"

Feng Yi turned around in response. Hong Lingbo's face turned pale and her eyes showed panic. But she shouted at Feng Yi: "Kill me if you want. Even though I am a woman, I will not beg for mercy!"

Feng Yi saw that she was afraid but still pretended to be tough. However, he still valued the affection she showed.

After all, Li Mochou committed so many evil things that even a hundred deaths would not be enough to atone for her guilt. It is truly commendable that Hong Lingbo was able to maintain his loyalty to the evil woman despite being influenced by her.

It seems that Lu Wushuang was able to survive because of Li Mochou's kindness, but it was all thanks to Hong Lingbo that she was able to become a disciple and learn martial arts.

In the original plot, she died at the hands of Li Mochou. Lu Wushuang cried bitterly for this senior sister who went to her home to kill people. She couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, "Okay, seeing your loyalty, I won't force you to talk about the Qinggong of the Ancient Tomb School. Just take me to where you live and I'll find it myself. That should be fine, right?"

Hong Lingbo had been living in Chixia Manor with his master since he became his disciple. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but tremble all over and felt extremely nervous. He thought to himself, "My junior sister is in the manor now, and she is also a cripple..." He stared at Feng Yi with pursed lips, as if he was stupid and didn't say a word.

Feng Yi looked at her expression, not knowing what she was thinking, and was about to pull her up.

Suddenly, Hong Lingbo shouted, "Wait!"

Hong Lingbo said loudly: "Feng Yi, my skills as a master and disciple are not as good as others, you can kill me, but if you want me to take you to where we live, forget it.

Besides, I don’t know where the master’s martial arts secrets are kept. As for what you want to do to me, as long as you can feel at ease, you can do whatever you want!”

Feng Yi was speechless. He couldn't threaten Hong Lingbo as he did with Li Mochou. He looked up at the waning moon in the sky and felt a little upset.

After finally being a bad guy, it seems like he got nothing. If he waited for Lu Wushuang to steal the secret book and run away, where could he find her? Could he also have a chance encounter with her like Yang Guo did? But where did Yang Guo meet her? The world is so big, how could Feng Yi know this place?

When Feng Yi was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a moan from Li Mochou who was lying on the ground.

Hong Lingbo was surprised and happy. He didn't have time to think about it. He quickly helped Li Mochou up and shouted, "Master, you're okay. You're okay."

After all, Li Mochou was a rare master in the world with profound internal strength. She was not killed instantly by Feng Yi's punch, but was only knocked to death.

Then Feng Yi said calmly: "If he is not dead now, he will die soon!"

Li Mochou suddenly felt nauseous and her whole body was burning with pain. It was as if her blood and energy were being pulled and running wildly, out of control. She knew that all her meridians were broken. Even though her master's internal strength was unique, she would inevitably die at the hands of a vulgar disciple. She would truly die with her reputation ruined.

She was extremely proud. When she thought of this, she lay in Hong Lingbo's arms, coughing repeatedly. Her internal organs seemed to be frying in a frying pan, and her blood was bubbling. Even though she had been proud all her life and never showed weakness to others, she could not bear this kind of severe pain and could not help but shouting, "It hurts so much, save me quickly."

Feng Yi said calmly: "It's easy for me to kill you, but it's very difficult to save you. I can't do it."

Hong Lingbo originally thought that his master was going to die, but after hearing these words, he felt like he had been saved. He put his master down, fell to his knees, and stared at Feng Yi infatuatedly, stammering, "You, save my master, save my life..."

Feng Yi frowned slightly, stepped forward to help her up, and said: "What are you doing? Your master has done many evil things and has no gratitude in her heart. She wanted to kill you just now, why did you do this!"

Hong Lingbo's face was full of tears, and he said, "Young Master, my master is not born cruel. She was very good to me. She saved my life and taught me martial arts. I also have a junior sister, a girl from the Lu family. My master didn't kill her. She is really not a very evil person. Please save her." He kowtowed repeatedly as he spoke.

Li Mochou felt pain all over her body, but when she heard her disciple say this, she was so angry that she wanted to shout to stop him. However, when she opened her mouth, she suddenly found that she could not make a sound. She wanted to take action, but she could not even lift a finger.

Feng Yi naturally knew that Li Mochou also had a kind side, which was reflected in Lu Wushuang and Guo Xiang, but since they were already beaten, it would be a waste for him to put in any effort to treat them.

Li Mochou groaned, her face showing great pain. Hong Lingbo saw it, his heart ached, but he was helpless. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He just said with tears in his eyes: "As long as you save my master, I will teach you all the Qinggong of the Ancient Tomb School that I know."

Feng Yi's heart was moved when he heard this. After all, if it weren't for this Qinggong, how could he deal with a woman like this.

He immediately looked at Hong Lingbo, then at Li Mochou. The color on her fair face gradually turned from white to black. He knew in his heart that if the situation was allowed to develop, the consequences would be disastrous. If he waited until she died before saving her, it would be even more time-consuming and laborious.

Besides, Li Mochou is full of hatred. Even if we save her today, her martial arts skills will not be as good as they are now, and she will die at the hands of others sooner or later.

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, then it's a deal. If you lie to me, humph, you know it yourself!"

Li Mochou's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of color slowly returned to his pupils.

Hong Lingbo stopped crying and said, "Okay, I won't lie to you, save her quickly!"

Feng Yi was about to bend over and pick up Li Mochou, but suddenly sweat broke out on his forehead. He suddenly realized that saving people was not difficult, but the process and consequences were difficult. He immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it, you should take your master away. I won't save this person."

Hong Lingbo said bitterly: "A man cannot stand without credibility, how can you not keep your word?"

Feng Yi's face was gloomy and ugly, and he said: "It's not that my words are not counted, but your internal energy is purely yin, and your body is extremely cold. I used my internal energy to save her, and the heat was agitated. I had to take off her clothes to let it dissipate, especially my hands had to massage her chest.

How could you not know who she is? She will definitely try every means to deal with me in the future. It would be better for her to just die!"

Feng Yi was a time traveler, so as to save people and touch their bodies, it was a doctor-patient relationship, so he didn't mind.

But in this era, one has to be responsible if one looks at a woman's body, let alone touch it, especially for a madman like Li Mochou.

Hong Lingbo's heart was pounding and her face flushed red. When she thought about the operation of her sect's internal energy meridians, she knew that Feng Yi was right.

Especially since Master had killed countless people, he would not say a word to any man, and would kill him with his palm if he showed any lustful thoughts. If a man really touched her body, it would be a fight to the death, so she looked at Li Mochou in embarrassment.

The master's face turned from white to black, revealing a terrible deathly grayness. It was obvious that she was about to die, and perhaps she didn't even hear these words.

Hong Lingbo couldn't help but said, "After you rescue her, she will definitely not be able to recover in a short time. I taught you Qinggong, and you just left. Isn't that okay?"

Feng Yi heard this and thought, "How can it be that simple?" But he also thought that once he got the Qinggong, he could just leave. If she wanted to seek revenge on him, she might not be able to meet him. Even if she came to his house, it would not be difficult to beat her to death again.

Feng Yi was sure in his heart and said, "Carry her in!" and went into the house first.

Hong Lingbo picked up his master and followed him in.

Feng Yi said: "Put her on the bed, take off her clothes, and stand guard outside the door. Don't let anyone come in, otherwise she will be dead!"

Hong Lingbo put the person on the bed and took off Li Mochou's dress, his hands were shaking violently!

There was a bloody fist mark on Li Mochou's fair chest, as if it had been branded by an iron. Her right arm was broken, and she didn't know whether to set the bone first.

Feng Yi saw Li Mochou's beautiful body lying on the ground, with her curves exposed and every detail in sight. He thought it was a masterpiece of nature. However, her eyes were closed, a dark aura emanated from her face, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, destroying the beauty.

Hong Lingbo asked hurriedly: "Sir, how is it?"

Feng Yi let out a long breath and said, "Get out!"

At this point, there was no other way, so Hong Lingbo stepped back and closed the door.

Feng Yi calmed his mind, cleared his mind of distractions, and carefully examined Li Mochou's body. He already had a rough idea of ​​her injuries.

Her meridians and bones are all broken now. She has no idea that the divine light function cannot save her.

After all, Feng Yi has never saved anyone!

Feng Yi looked at the unconscious Li Mochou, and had to admit that her body was extremely beautiful, which made people unable to look away.

Feng Yifang couldn't help nodding as he looked at it. Combining his memories from two lifetimes, he commented on it and felt that it was a perfect figure. Perhaps it was the unique beauty of people who practiced martial arts.

"Zhan Yuan, Zhan Yuan..."

Li Mochou's expression suddenly showed worry, her brows were furrowed with sorrow, and she murmured in sorrow.

Feng Yi's mind suddenly frightened, and he cursed in his heart: "Feng Yi, Feng Yi, you are also a pervert!

No matter how beautiful she is, she is a psychopath and is poisoned by love. Now she is still thinking about Lu Zhanyuan. Is it worth watching?

You must remember, no matter how urgent it is, you must not get stuck with her! Just use her to exchange for some benefits, that's all."

When Feng Yi thought of this, he closed his eyes, focused his mind, activated the "Shen Zhao Gong", and placed his palms on Li Mochou's chest.

The unconscious Li Mochou suddenly felt as if he had been electrocuted. His whole body convulsed for a while, then he calmed down. However, the two bulges were still fluctuating.

Fortunately, Feng Yi closed his eyes, otherwise his heart would have been in turmoil just at this moment.

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Slowly, hot steam rose from Li Mochou's head, and finally turned into a wisp of faint white mist. Her face gradually turned red.

Li Mochou felt that her body was becoming lighter and lighter. She was floating slowly in the endless darkness. Her whole body was like a dead tree or a stone, and she no longer had a trace of consciousness.

Suddenly, a vibration surged from the heart, and Li Mochou woke up from the emptiness. She felt her heart start beating, and a warm air surged from the heart to her limbs. Where the heat flowed, her hands and feet became sensitive, and a sore and numb feeling surged from her bone marrow, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, the numbness subsided, but the feeling of suffocation came back. It was as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest, which sank and loosened. She felt a burst of cool air coming into her nose. She moved her limbs and felt that she had strength. It was as if the sun was shining on her body, and it was getting warmer and warmer. Her body was getting heavier and heavier...

In a daze, she opened her eyes and saw a handsome young man in front of her. She actually saw her beloved Lu Zhanyuan, and she immediately blurted out, "Zhanyuan, you are so cruel. How dare you come to see me at this time?"

The hoarse and gloomy voice was terrifying, but Feng Yi was like a piece of wood and ignored it completely.

Hong Lingbo, who was outside the door, heard the sound and could not resist his curiosity. He tiptoed through the window paper and looked inside. He saw a white mist on Feng Yi's head and his master's body was bright red.

Although her martial arts skills were not high, she knew a lot about the stories of the martial arts world. Only then did she realize that Feng Yi's internal strength was so high that it was probably difficult for anyone in the world to match it. Considering his age, how could he have cultivated to such a high level? She couldn't help but feel worried for her master.

Li Mochou's mind was blurred at first, but gradually became clear. She felt the pain disappear and her blood circulation returned to normal. The face in front of her was as handsome as Lu Zhanyuan, but it was not Lu Zhanyuan.

Suddenly, my face was filled with fear, my eyes widened. It was the thief who hit me. Why was his hand on my chest? I looked down and found that I was naked.

Li Mochou had a vicious heart but was extremely devoted in love. All the evil in her life was caused by the word "love". Exposing herself naked in front of a man was the greatest humiliation in her life. Even when she was most passionate with Lu Zhanyuan, they only held hands a few times.

In a rage, her eyes flashed with cold light, and frost appeared on her pretty face. Her palm came out like the wind and slapped Feng Yi on the cheek.

Even though Feng Yi had extraordinary internal strength and skills, he was treating the other party's internal injuries at this moment and could not let go. It was also difficult for him to dodge this sudden palm strike. With a "pa" sound, he was hit hard on the face.

But Li Mochou also let out a soft groan, because she originally wanted to use both palms, but her right arm was broken, so she felt the pain when she exerted force.

When she moved her arms, the two bulges on her white jade body surged violently. Feng Yi felt it very clearly, which made his blood boil and his eyes burn like fire. However, it was only the clear mind in his heart that stopped his instinctive impulse as a man.

Feng Yi looked at Li Mochou, clenched his teeth, and said, "I punched you, and you hit me back, we owe each other nothing. Now I am saving your life at the request of your disciple, so don't be ungrateful!"

When he said this, all the new and old hatreds came to Li Mochou's heart: "You are shameless! Who asked you to save me?"

Feng Yi didn't say anything, but he had a smiling face, as if to say, if I don't let you die, you won't die.

Seeing his smug look, Li Mochou's face was filled with murderous intent. She suddenly raised her hand and was about to strike Feng Yi in the chest, but she failed to strike him halfway.

Because she saw Feng Yi had a half-smile on his face and was staring at her chest, she suddenly realized the reason. He was angry and furious. She wanted to get up and fight him, but she was too weak and couldn't do it.

Moreover, Feng Yi's face was flushed, and there were large wet marks on his clothes.

Since Li Mochou knew him, she had never seen him struggling so much. Moreover, this was the first time in her life that she was so frank with a man. Facing the extremely strong masculine aura emanating from Feng Yi, she was actually a little intoxicated.

She had met Feng Yi for a long time, but she had never looked him in the eye, even though he was a master of martial arts.

But although Li Mochou committed many evil things, she was not vicious by nature. She just became cynical after failing in love, and became eccentric out of resentment and pain, and even more cruel and brutal.

After all, Feng Yi was saving her life now, and he had no intention of being frivolous. He was different from those scoundrels in the martial arts world. Until this moment, she was willing to see what this thief looked like: his features were delicate, but he also had a sense of toughness and agility. This handsome and bright face made Li Mochou feel like a flame was burning in her heart.

Gradually, tears welled up in her eyes, and a handsome shadow overlapped with them. Feng Yi saw her looking at him with affection, like crazy, and knew that she was not looking at him, but thinking of Lu Zhanyuan. He snorted and said coldly: "I am not Lu Zhanyuan, I am saving you, if you die, don't feel wronged!!

After hearing this, Li Mochou was furious, but she felt as if her body was soaked in warm water. She knew her own injuries, but she didn't expect Feng Yi to have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Such magical powers seemed to be comparable only to the time when Huang Rong was saved by Master Yideng!

But Master Yideng has been famous for decades and is a senior in the martial arts world. Feng Yi is now at most 20 years old. With this kind of progress, I am afraid that even the world-famous hero Guo could not compare with him back then! Any martial artist who encounters a magical skill will be extremely curious, and Li Mochou is no exception. She just stared at Feng Yi, but her body was circulated by the Shenzhao Zhenqi, and she felt sore all over, her mind was confused, and countless thoughts intertwined, like a thousand arrows, floating to who knows where.

After a stick of incense had passed, Feng Yi had finished his practice and let out a long breath.

Li Mochou's mind was blurry at first, but gradually it became clearer, and she suddenly realized that she was being healed. She hurriedly practiced her mental skills, and felt a warm current coming out of her dantian and slowly flowing through her meridians.

She was delighted and activated her internal energy, but the energy was still as stagnant and weak as before, with no improvement at all.

Feng Yi broke her meridians with a punch. Although they have been repaired, it is definitely not the work of one person to restore her strength.

Back then, Ouyang Feng hit Hong Qigong's meridians in the back so hard that they were shattered and he lost all his power. It took him two years to recover by relying on the outline of the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Li Mochou's internal strength is not as strong as Hong Qigong's, and the skills she practices are not as good as the Nine Yin Divine Art. It will be impossible for her to recover without ten or eight years.

Li Mochou also understood that it would take her an unknown amount of time to reach her previous level, and she felt extremely exhausted all of a sudden.

Feng Yi closed his Dantian, without even looking at Li Mochou, he picked up his walking stick, supported himself to open the door, and walked out.

This scene reminded Li Mochou of the day when Lu Zhanyuan abandoned her. She was so angry that she was injured and vomited blood. He threw her in the inn and left. She suddenly felt so sad that she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her sudden cry of grief was beyond Hong Lingbo's expectation. She usually only saw her master being stern and murderous, but had never heard such a sorrowful and tragic sound. She couldn't help but feel sad.

Feng Yi leaned against the pillar in the hall and looked up at the sky. He saw stars and the moon all over the sky, which were particularly bright under the night sky.

Regarding today's action, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong, he had no answer.

But Feng Yi only does what he thinks is right, and he doesn't care even if it seems a little silly in the eyes of others.

Without thinking too much, he quietly gathered his energy and recovered his inner strength while calling out to Hong Lingbo, "Don't look here anymore. Go inside and make me a pot of tea."

Hong Lingbo responded angrily and walked into the room to find some tea leaves, only to see Li Mochou wrapped in a quilt, crying.

The candlelight was soft, and the beauty was crying. It was indeed very beautiful. Hong Lingbo, a woman, felt her heart beating like a deer. She lowered her head and whispered, "Master, I..."

Li Mochou turned around, looking at her with a face full of sorrow and resentment, and looked at her with a hint of anger and resentment. She sighed, looked up at the roof, wiped away her tears, and suddenly said, "Lingbo, do you know your guilt?"

(End of this chapter)