1648 Doctor, I only have this life

Ling Mo finally recovered from his daze, but before he could sit down he was stunned by Feng Qingchen's words again. He stared at Feng Qingchen blankly, unable to understand why Feng Qingchen would ask him such a private question.

This is the first time they meet, are they that familiar with each other?

Feng Qingchen then realized that the other party was not seeking medical treatment, and they were not familiar with each other. While pouring water for Ling Mo, he explained: "Sorry, it's a common problem for doctors, a professional habit."

"It's okay." Ling Mo took the water and said with his head down.

Feng Qingchen then discovered that Ling Mo seemed to like to lower his head very much, which was completely inconsistent with his outward temperament.

Sure enough, his coldness and bloodthirstiness are just appearances. If he was really such a person, how could Xuan Shaoqi and Zuo An take a liking to him.

Feng Qingchen didn't say anything else, but sat down opposite Ling Mo. After Ling Mo finished drinking the water, he put the cup on the table with both hands, his movements were a little stiff. Feng Qingchen found that this person seemed to have a social disorder, completely different from Ling Tian.

Come to think of it, if a person has a normal personality, how could he come to my house in the middle of the night? You know, she is a girl, a girl!

"Miss Feng." Ling Mo's voice was still unpleasant and slow: "I am sorry to bother you. I hope you can help me introduce the Ninth Prince." At this point, Ling Mo secretly glanced at Feng Qingchen, and seeing that Feng Qingchen had no expression, he added: "If it is troublesome, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Why do you think so? You just want an introduction, and you don't want me to say good things for you in front of the Ninth Prince. I don't need any trouble at all." Feng Qingchen had no intention of making things difficult for Ling Mo. He just wanted to know the purpose of Ling Mo's meeting the Ninth Prince.

Is it the same as Ling Tian, ​​or does he have other ideas?

"If, if it's not too much trouble, can you let me meet the Ninth Uncle?" When Ling Mo spoke, his facial expression was a little distorted, making him look even more frightening.

Feng Qingchen knew that it was not Ling Mo's anger that was twisted, but that there was something wrong with Ling Mo's throat. As a doctor, she really wanted to see Ling Mo's throat, or ask him to stop talking. Feng Qingchen was sure that if Ling Mo said one more word now, his throat would hurt more.

He was able to endure the pain of a knife cutting his throat without making a sound. This man is no ordinary man and has excellent endurance skills.

Feng Qingchen didn't want Ling Mo to suffer any more, so he said bluntly: "What do you want Uncle Nine to help you with? What can you give Uncle Nine? Maybe if the conditions are right, we can talk."

Ninth Uncle, please don't blame her for intercepting. It's just that Ling Mo really likes her. She has no power or connections in the martial arts world. She has to go through a lot of twists and turns to find out some information. She needs to cultivate some connections in the martial arts world.

She remembered that the Ninth Uncle said that the Killer Alliance was established by the Fengli Clan. In addition, the Fengli Clan also secretly supported some small sects. But now they have become disloyal and no longer take the Fengli Clan seriously.

From the actions of the Lan family and the Fengli clan, Feng Qingchen knew the importance of having one's own power in the martial arts world. The only thing left for her by the Fengli clan was the Killer Alliance, but the old men in the Killer Alliance were old, and she could no longer count on Zuo An and Dou Dou.

If she wants to gain a stable and powerful position, she must build up her own strength, and Ling Mo, who is a man of the world, is very suitable.

Ling Mo didn't expect Feng Qingchen to be so direct. Thinking of the news he had heard, Ling Mo didn't act pretentiously and said expressionlessly: "I want the lives of everyone in Tianqiong Fort. The only thing I can sacrifice is my life."

How deep must the hatred be to be so calm as to say that the whole family should be exterminated? Feng Qingchen looked deeply at Ling Mo, and Ling Mo did not dodge, allowing Feng Qingchen to look at him. There was no twisted, crazy hatred in his eyes, only dead calmness.

Ling Mo was not blinded by hatred, he really hated it, and he would only do this because he hated it to the extreme.

"Your life is worthless." Feng Qingchen said bluntly and coldly.

She was not a saint, and she would not risk going up against Sky Dome Castle just because she sympathized with Ling Mo. Not to mention her, even if the Ninth Prince wanted to destroy Sky Dome Castle, it would not be a small matter.

"I know." Ling Mo was not angry at being looked down upon. He completely agreed with Feng Qingchen's words: "But I only have this one life. Maybe there will be Sky Dome Castle in the future." He could not learn to make empty promises. Every word he said was the most true.

"You can't hold on to the position of the Lord of Tianqiong Castle." Feng Qingchen pointed out sharply again.

Ling Mo is not good at dealing with people at all. After just a few moments of interaction, Feng Qingchen can conclude that Ling Mo has a fear of communication, and he is simply unable to manage Sky Dome Castle.

"I can be your puppet. I don't care what Sky Dome Castle becomes." Ling Mo was not angry, nor did he think it was shameful to be a puppet.

As soon as Ling Mo said this, Feng Qingchen found that she had no room for bargaining at all, because Ling Mo had retreated to the lowest level and sought their help in the most humble way.

Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed, and just when she decided to let go, Ling Mo spoke again: "I know there is a secret in Tianqiong Castle, which is said to be related to the treasure of the previous dynasty."

"Treasures from the previous dynasty?" Feng Qingchen's interest was piqued.

The Ninth Prince told her about the Kyushu Map. If it was a treasure from the previous dynasty, it might be related to the Kyushu Map.

Ling Mo thought for a moment before nodding heavily: "I don't know much, Ling Tian knows more."

This kid's honesty makes people worry. He knows that Ling Tian and he are competitors, but he still tells Feng Qingchen such an important matter. Isn't this asking Feng Qingchen to contact Ling Tian?

But stupid people also have their own luck. Feng Qingchen would rather deal with Ling Mo, as stubborn children are easier to deceive.

"I will look into this matter. I am very tempted by your suggestion, but I need to think about it." This matter is of great importance. It is not just about Tianqiong Castle, but also involves the disputes in the martial arts world and the upcoming martial arts conference. She must discuss it with the Ninth Uncle.

"Okay, then I'll go first. You have to tell Zuo An the news so he can find me." Ling Mo uttered these words with blood in his mouth, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth as he finished speaking.

As a doctor, Feng Qingchen really couldn't bear to watch: "Open your mouth and let me see."

Ling Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and then he shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

He's used to it.

He just talked too much tonight, otherwise it wouldn't be so serious.

"I'm a doctor. I know better than you whether you are okay or not." Feng Qingchen stood in front of Ling Mo with a serious face. Seeing that Ling Mo was still unmoved, Feng Qingchen spoke again: "Don't forget, your life will not be your own from now on. You'd better listen to me and open your mouth."

There was a flash of struggle in Ling Mo's eyes, but under Feng Qingchen's insistence, he finally opened his mouth...

A foul smell filled his nose. Blood flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and white flesh flakes could be vaguely seen. Through the bloody red blood, Ling Mo's rotten tongue could also be seen.

"Is the injury so serious?" Feng Qingchen swore that in all her years of practicing medicine, she had never seen a mouth so miserable. She couldn't imagine how much pain Ling Mo had to endure to be able to say so many words.

Feng Qingchen admitted that although she was not a kind person, the soft part of her heart was hit by the wound in Ling Mo's mouth. Facing such a Ling Mo, she could not just ignore it...