Chapter 1095

"Early death and late death are all deaths." Mo Wushang brings up the pale and bloody lips with a faint smile. It's hard to be a self poisonous tongue.

He looked at the void with deep eyes and said, "I wish time could come again, so that I could go back to the time when I just met emperor Fuyao. At that time, I would treat her well, no longer be angry with her, and everything would be all right with her."

"You said that." A cold female voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

Both of them were in a daze. They looked at the entrance of the cave rigidly, and saw emperor Fuyao, who was dressed in red like fire, walking slowly in.

"Ghost As soon as Dongfang Ji saw her familiar and gorgeous appearance, he jumped up subconsciously.

Mo Wushang was frozen all over and looked at her stupidly.

"You..."

"I just came out of hell to ask for your lives." Emperor Fu Yao said darkly.

I don't want to cheat you, but I don't want to cry

Emperor Fu Yao's face was gloomy and ferocious. He said with a vicious smile, "no, I'm too lonely in hell alone. You must accompany me."

"I'll be with you." Mo Wushang suddenly opens his mouth.

Emperor Fu Yao looked at him and saw that his eyes were already crystal clear.

"Is it too late to be with you now?" She said with a smile.

Dongfang Ji reacted later, shocked and said, "are you not dead?"

"The Oriental Pavilion master seems very disappointed?"

"No, no, no! I, I have no such intention! I just feel so happy! "

It's so good that little Fuyao didn't die!

Dongfang Ji doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When the first night Chongyuan asked for someone from him, he also said that emperor Fuyao was dead. He was so angry that he tied him up and threw him into the mainland of death, which made him feel helpless every day and despair for three months.

I didn't expect that emperor Fuyao didn't die at all. In that case, he suffered in vain in the mainland of death?

"I'm sorry." Mo Wushang looked at her and finally said these three words to her.

He thought he would never be able to tell her his apology.

Fortunately, she is still alive, and he can give her this apology.

Emperor fuliao looked indifferent and rolled up his sleeve as he said, "if an apology is useful, why use force?"

"Ah?" Dongfang Ji was puzzled, "little fuliao, what are you doing?"

"Why? Kill you Emperor Fuyao roared and smashed his fist.

After a violent social beating, the bruised Dongfang Ji completely lost his temper. He grabbed his earlobe, held his head in his arms, squatted in the corner and looked up at her pitifully.

Emperor Fu shook a smile, "how, still unconvinced?"

Dongfang Ji immediately wanted to cry and cried, "little fuliao, I'm wrong. I shouldn't count on you! You're right, I should be! "

Mo Wushang was stunned. His impression of Dongfang Ji was always majestic. Even if he was down and died in the mainland, he was indomitable. But he didn't expect that the emperor's beating made Dongfang Ji from rebellious and unruly. So proud of him, he became the most pitiful, the weakest and the most helpless one.

"Give me a beating, too."

"My hands are sore, but don't worry. I'll settle with you sooner or later." Emperor fuliao looked at him, "what's the matter with legs?"

Dongfang Ji volunteered to raise his hand and said, "after brother Mo and I fell into the death continent, he was still unconscious when Warcraft attacked and bit his legs away."

He still remembers the terrible situation when he found Mo Wushang. It was a nightmare that he couldn't wake up.

Looking at brother Mo's bloody broken leg, he felt pain on his body, but brother Mo didn't even shout a word of pain. He tore his robe and wrapped his broken leg to stop bleeding.

Later, in order to save brother Mo's life, he went to find many herbs. Fortunately, the mainland of death is extremely rich in resources, so it's not a problem to find a herb to continue his life.

After pondering for a moment, Emperor Fuyao took out a pill from his personal space and threw it to Mo Wushang.

Mo Wushang is stunned. He can see that this pill is the holy medicine for healing. Although it can't grow new limbs, it can completely save his life and treat his internal injuries.

"I've done so much to you. Why don't you kill me?" Mo Wushang's hoarse voice choked.

Whether she killed him or beat him, it always made him feel better.

But she didn't, and she gave herself the healing medicine.

"It's too cheap to kill you." Emperor Fuyao said faintly: "I want you."

Mo Wu Shang Leng Leng, pale as snow on Jun's face emerged a blush.

Emperor Fu Yao kept on saying: "I want you and your heaven, only for me in the future."

Dongfang Ji whispered: "it's cruel."

"Huh?" Emperor Fu Yao said with a smile: "cruel? Are you cruel, Lord of Oriental pavilion? ""I just want his forces. I just want him to contribute. But you want your life. Who is cruel?"

Although Dongfang Ji and Mo Wushang calculated on her, she also agreed to give up the power of her faith. If she insisted on not making friends, even if all the people around her were infected with the plague, she would still not make friends, and they would not do anything to her.

So, in fact, there is no right or wrong between the two sides, just different positions.

The reason why she is upset is that she regards them as friends, but the fire calculated by friends can't be put down.

She can let Mo Wushang go, but in the future, Mo Wushang and his wushangtian will be used by her to make up for her.

Dongfang Ji choked so much that he could not refute.

Mo Wu Shang finally a smile, nodded, "good, I promise you."

"You take the pills, I'll take you out." Emperor Fu Yao said.

When Dongfang Ji heard the speech, he suddenly came forward with a light and said, "little fuliao, you have a way to go out. Can you take me with you?"

Emperor Fu Yao said with a sneer, "take you? You're the worst. You've got all the bad ideas, right? You stay here and reflect on yourself

Dongfang Ji reluctantly hugged Mo Wushang and said, "I don't care! Brother Mo and I were thrown in together. We should go out together! Live and die together

Emperor Fu Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and swept his sleeve. The eastern sacrifice was locked there.

"When I was exiled in the Western Chu state, you saved my life. Although there was a purpose, I never owed you." She threw him a heaven and earth bag and said indifferently, "it's time to return it. I've already returned it."

Dongfang Ji was so anxious that he cried, "little fuliao! I really know I'm wrong. Please take me out with you

Emperor Fu shook his lips and said with a smile, "if you want to go out, you can. As long as you live to the next time I come back, I will take you out."

Dongfang Ji said pitifully, "you can't be so eccentric."

"Mo Wushang gave me the fruit of life and helped me a lot. How about you? You've only given me a whole body of poison, haven't you

"I..." He was ashamed and speechless.