Chapter 557

Such a thick and powerful voice is not Feng Shaojin's at all, it is clearly another man's.

Mo Lingwei was startled, thinking that Mo Lingyuan took advantage of her to leave, and arranged for someone to come over to secretly kill Feng Shaojin, broke free from Chu Yunyao's arm, and was about to rush into the hut.

Chu Yunyao pulled her back and stepped back.

I saw a shadow flashing in front of my eyes, and a person flew out of the window.

From the hut came Feng Shaojin's low and intermittent coughing sound.

Chu Yunyao took off the cloak, swung it vigorously, wrapped the man's arm, pulled him back, and asked coldly, "Are you from Feng Shaojin?"

In the dark night, you can hardly see your fingers, and you can't see the other person's face at all. You can only judge that the person in front of you is a man based on your figure.

Hearing the words, the man remained silent, as if he had no intention of fighting, and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but he was being pestered by Chu Yunyao, who insisted on not letting him go.

Standing in a sheltered position, Mo Lingwei took out the match in her arms and struck it vigorously. The flame flashed by and she could see the man's face clearly.

"Gu Wei?" Mo Lingwei seemed a little unbelievable, "You didn't even leave?"

Seeing that Mo Lingwei recognized him, Gu Wei stopped fighting, his tall body froze in place, and wanted to explain: "I'm afraid..."

"Needless to say, I understand." The matchstick burned to the end and burned her fingertips. Mo Lingwei didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Should have thought of it."

Seeing this, Chu Yunyao quickly slapped away the matchstick in her hand that had turned into ashes.

"Young Madam..."

Seeing her like this, Gu Wei was flustered.

"Don't call me your young lady, I'm not your young lady." Mo Lingwei closed her cloak, feeling the chill was overwhelming, even the blood in her body seemed to be icy cold, she held onto Chu Yunyao tightly, As if grasping at the last straw, he maintained his remaining rationality: "After tonight, I will never have anything to do with Feng Shaojin again in my life."

Chu Yunyao supported her and asked, "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Look, of course you have to watch." Mo Lingwei's feet seemed to be stepping on driftwood on the river, and her body swayed: "The two shots in him came from my hands. After healed him, I will completely follow him." The two don't owe each other."

After entering the thatched hut, Mo Lingwei took out a match from his pocket, and wanted to strike it, but his hands were shaking badly.

Chu Yunyao took the match from her cold hand, and with a light scrape, the flames rose up.

The flickering flickering candlelight illuminates the simple thatched cottage.

I don't know if she was awake at first, or was awakened by the movement outside just now, Feng Shaojin opened those dark and deep phoenix eyes, staring at Mo Lingwei who was standing by the table and refused to approach for a moment.

"Weiwei." Feng Shaojin's voice was so hoarse and weak, as if a handful of gravel had been stuffed in his throat, he said with difficulty: "I didn't know that Gu Wei was here too, trust me!"

The whereabouts were revealed, and Gu Wei also followed into the thatched cottage.

"Miss Mo, Young Master Feng ordered me to go back to the south. I disobeyed the order and stayed here on my own. It has nothing to do with Young Master Feng." Seeing Feng Shaojin's frail appearance, Gu Wei felt extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Lingwei was wrapped in a black cloak, and under the light, her little face was as pale as snow.

She smiled suddenly, with a sad smile, "I thought it was my brother who came over, I thought if you died, I would pay you this life at worst, I almost forgot that my brother is a promise If he said he would let you go, he really meant to let you go.

And you, you are a man who will always leave a way out for yourself..."