Raiders

Mu Zheng was sick, strangely ill.

While having lunch with Qi Feng, he suddenly passed out.

Ai Ji and the little maid who were stunned.

When Mu Zheng opened his eyes, what he saw was the expressionless Qi Feng, the hand on his face exuded a cold temperature.

Mu Zheng took that hand down and wrapped it in his palm.

"I didn't pay attention to the trick, and it's almost over anyway."

Qi Feng is angry, and very angry.

Mu Zheng kissed Qi Feng's hand and analyzed the situation.

"Ah."

There was ice-cold anger in Qi Feng's eyes, a bit of aloofness and aloofness, all turned into a cold chill.

Mu Zheng hadn't gone to court for three days, and he was recuperating from illness.

A lot of medicinal materials were rewarded by Liang Sijin into the General's Mansion as a way of showing his importance.

Mu Zheng's illness became more and more serious, and his limbs began to feel weak. His originally strong physique also tended to become thinner.

Qi Feng's face became more and more ugly day by day, and he stayed by Mu Zheng's side all day long.

"It feels good."

Mu Zheng was lying on the large armchair in the courtyard, and Qi Feng was forced to half embrace him in his arms.

Qi Feng raised his head and looked at Mu Zheng, the corner of his mouth curled up, but his palms grabbed Mu Zheng's neck.

"Does it feel good to want to die?"

His expression was obscure, and the dark flames burned in his eyes, making that face vivid for no reason.

"Mu Linyuan, don't force me."

He jumped out word by word, as if gnashing his teeth, chewing every word.

Qi Feng let go of his hand, and kissed Mu Zheng's cool lips.

"How could I force you?"

"Why are you willing to force you?"

"You won't watch me die."

"We'll be together forever."

The feeling of watching you die is so heart-rending, all hope is lost.

How can you feel this feeling.

Mu Linyuan just thought that if his life was about to end, it would be best if Qi Feng was by his side.

When I am about to go to the abyss of death, I will remember to take you with me.

How lonely a person is, I can't bear to let you be lonely.

This seemed to be something unspoken.

With the total death.

Mu Linyuan smiled and kissed Qi Feng's forehead, stroking his smooth black hair with his fingers.

Qi Feng closed his eyes and lay peacefully in Mu Linyuan's arms.

The spring breeze blows, and a few lingering falls.

On the fourth day, the General's Mansion welcomed a visitor.

"I have an antidote."

Liu Zhiyi cut to the chase, looking greedily at Qi Feng's face.

He has changed, his chin is sharper, and the white clothes that used to fit him now look a bit empty.

Liu Zhiyi felt distressed and jealous.

"so what?"

Qi Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip leisurely, looking in no hurry.

"I can give him the antidote, but you have to go with me."

Liu Zhiyi threw out his own conditions.

Qi Feng laughed lowly, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"I can make an antidote every month to extend Mu Zheng's life, as long as you leave him, as long as you leave him."

"A Yi," Qi Feng called his name, his voice was calm, "I hate being threatened."

The voice suddenly turned cold, Qi Feng looked at Liu Zhiyi with disgust on his face.

"I hate people who touch me even more."

"Do you want him to die!"

Liu Zhiyi's voice raised a little, his heart seemed to be burning at the moment, he knew it would be like this, but when he really faced it, he was still in pain and couldn't restrain himself.

Qi Feng... hates him...

Qi Feng looked at him, then bent his eyes strangely, Liu Zhiyi just wanted to say something, but his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"I will...take him...to die together..."

Qi Feng muttered to himself with a little smile.

Liu Zhiyi was woken up by being splashed with cold water.

When he woke up, it was still in the same hall, Qi Feng was playing with the things in his hands with a careless expression.

The back of the neck is aching, just now someone is behind...

Liu Zhiyi's attention was attracted by the things in Qi Feng's hands, and his spine felt a little chilly.

It was a thin iron bracelet, and the barbs inside the bracelet made people frightened.

Liu Zhiyi's heart sank. What's worse, his body was limp and he had no strength, so he could only fall limply on the ground.

There was still a bitter taste of tea in his mouth, and the cloth on his chest was soaked and stuck to his skin, which made him feel uncomfortable. It seemed that someone had poured something on him just now...

"You made the poison."

Qi Feng squatted down, looked at Liu Zhiyi at the same level, he pulled off the bracelet, and then clasped it on Liu Zhiyi's thin wrist.

Hmm, just right.

Qi Feng's face was filled with satisfaction.

The thin iron ring imprisoned the wrist, and the barb was pierced into the flesh fiercely, as if the wrist was about to be crushed, but with a sharp sting.

Drops of blood overflowed and slid down the white arm.

Liu Zhiyi's painful expression was distorted, his arms were lifted feebly, his face was pale, sweat dripped down, his body was arched, his back was already soaked in sweat, he looked extremely embarrassed.

He used his left hand to pull the iron ring on his right hand, but it was too tight and he couldn't use his fingers to exert strength.

His pride made him not allow him to cry out in pain in front of Qi Feng, he bit his lower lip firmly, and looked at Qi Feng's handsome face, distorted like a ghost at this moment.

Qi Feng stood up and looked down at Liu Zhiyi's embarrassment, his eyes were dark, neither joyful nor sad.

As if numb from the pain, Liu Zhiyi's body was no longer trembling, he looked directly at Qi Feng, with a resentful face, unwillingness, and a hoarse voice.

"What's so good about him?"

Liu Zhiyi knew that Qi Feng really didn't care about the antidote.

He ruined his right hand.

The healer's hand.

What is so good about Mu Zheng?He and Qi Feng belong to two worlds, why...

Why... It's not him that Qi Feng loves!

As long as Mu Zheng is killed, if Mu Zheng is killed, Qi Feng will return to him!

It will definitely be, his will be like before, there is no such thing as Mu Zheng...no...

"He's better than you everywhere."

The corner of Qi Feng's mouth curled into a sarcasm. Why are some people always so self-righteous, thinking that if a person disappears, he can replace it openly?

Is this rushing to be a stand-in, rushing to be cheap?

Qi Feng squatted down again, a few drops of blood splashed on his robe, which belonged to Liu Zhiyi.

"There will never be another person in the world who is more suitable for Qi Feng than Mu Linyuan."

"I can!"

Liu Zhiyi was disturbed by the pain, and had no time to think about why Qi Feng changed his name, saying it was Mu Linyuan instead of Mu Zheng.

Another iron ring was put on his left wrist, and the excruciating pain came again, involving his right hand, which was a bone-piercing pain.

"you?"

Qi Feng smiled very nicely and flamboyantly. Liu Zhiyi had never seen his smile like this, and he didn't think it was beautiful, but only had a deep sense of disobedience.

"You do not deserve."

What everyone falls in love with is Qi Feng's illusion. There will no longer be a Mu Linyuan in this world who knows his past, participates in his present, and occupies his future.

When he needed it most, Mu Linyuan was always by his side.

The cold dagger slid across his chin and reached his throat, Liu Zhiyi's body was stiff, his wrist was strangled by the iron ring for too long, the pain turned into a kind of cold numbness.

"Where did I lose?"

What responded to him was the pain of the dagger piercing his throat, Liu Zhiyi felt the blood flow out of his body, and the touch on his neck turned into a coldness in his heart.

He opened his eyes wide to see the man's face clearly, but he only saw the blood-stained white robe, and the thin back gradually drifted away and turned into a blur.

I never regret hurting someone you love because I love you.

【Ding Dong!Confirm that the target is dead and the task is successful, please ask the host to die by himself and exit the plane. 】

Qi Feng dropped the dagger in his hand and walked towards Mu Zheng's room.

This is his crime, he has nothing to say, but no regrets.

Liu Zhiyi wanted to kill Mu Zheng for his own sake.

There is no pardon for this sin.

"solved?"

Mu Zheng opened his eyes wearily, looking at Qi Feng, there was some light in his eyes.

"Ah."

Qi Feng took off his outer robe and lay down on the bed, Mu Zheng turned sideways and held Qi Feng in his arms.

"Have someone else's taste."

Mu Zheng sniffed Qi Feng's hair, and kissed the top of it.

Qi Feng bit Mu Zheng's chin, leaving water marks on his tongue.

He reached out to open the dark cabinet and took out the small porcelain bottle hidden inside.

He poured out two red pills, put the porcelain bottle back, and handed one to Mu Zheng.

The red pill melted in the mouth and flowed down the throat.

"Go to sleep."

Mu Zheng kissed Qi Feng's face and closed his eyes.

Qi Feng put his arms around Mu Zheng's waist and closed his eyes.

Time seems to be frozen here, and people who love each other lean on each other and sleep together forever.

【Ding Dong!It is confirmed that the host body is dead, and the world is being separated...]