Suddenly heard this voice, Feng Sujin was shocked, and the whole person was on guard.
I don't know why, this voice, let her feel that powerful pressure.
As if the sound pierced through the air, it came from a distant place.
She guessed that the dominant force of the voice should be very strong.
And she could feel the sound as if it was a wave of anger.
Feng Sujin is on guard all over, and her lips are tightly pursed.
At this moment, Feng Sujin's face is very condensed, her body is stiff, holding the piano in her hand, slightly shaking.
In fact, she was also hit by the power of the voice. Now her body is almost exhausted. She feels that her whole body is in hot pain, as if there are too many injuries.
But she didn't care about her injuries at all. She seemed to forget about her injuries.
She is worried about Jun Mohan now.
Feng Sujin looks back at Jun Mohan, who is placed between the branches. She can't control her mood and almost cries.
Her Mohan, the one she loves, the one she wants to protect, can't she protect him now?
At this time, Feng Sujin felt her weakness. She really felt powerless.
She was afraid, but hated her weakness.
Feng Sujin's hand tightly grasped the Qin, and her eyes were as red as blood, as if to drip blood.
If at this time Jun Mohan opens his eyes and sees Feng Sujin, he will surely feel sorry.
How can he give up the appearance of fengsujin.
Feng Sujin holds the piano tightly with her fingers. What she thinks is that in the wooden house before, Jun Mohan accompanies her and teaches her how to play the piano.
Thinking of such a scene, Feng Sujin's eyes are slightly moist, with deep thoughts.
How she thought about it. She was so carefree with her husband.
Even if Jun Mohan was by her side, she still thought about him.
Feng Sujin kept reading in her heart, "ink cold, ink cold..."
As if reading in her heart like this, her whole body can have strength and recover strength again.
Jun Mohan is always sensitive to Feng Sujin.
At the moment, he was sleeping, as if he could feel the danger around him, as if he could feel the state of Feng Sujin.
He wanted to force him to wake up, but this time, he couldn't wake up.
Before that, he forced to wake up twice, and once pulled out the power of soul.
With all the power he has used, it will be impossible to force him to wake up.
There was a blood mist in his mind.
He seems to feel that Feng Sujin has been shouting at him.
"Ink cold, ink cold..."
Jun Mohan's constant response in his heart, constantly shouting the name of Feng Sujin, "a Jin, I'm here, don't be afraid..."
But he was sleeping, thinking that Feng Sujin could not hear it.
So even if Jun Mo is cold and unconscious at this time, he is not sleeping at ease.
His brows and heart were all frowning.
If someone is looking at Jun Mohan at this time, he will naturally see that his whole person is tense.
Feng Sujin takes a deep breath and looks up at the direction of the voice. She is ready.
Even if she sacrifices herself, she will not let people take away the cold.
At this moment, Feng Sujin didn't think of anything in her mind, only her husband.
It took a while for the master of the voice to fall from the void.
With a whirlpool of storm on his body, he hasn't appeared yet. All the people in the blood palace around him knelt down and said respectfully, "Lord of the palace!"