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The silver needle in Feng Sujin's hand and the gun quickly moved, and suddenly controlled Qiu Wenyu, "It's me, don't move!"

Qiu Wenzhen looked at such a stunned Feng Sujin, but felt that he hadn't seen it for months, and Feng Sujin had changed too much.

She was gentle and gentle before Jun Mohan.

Now she has a chilly chill all over her body, and she has an overwhelming killing power that surpasses everyone else.

Qiu Wenmao felt that Feng Sujin's momentum was more and more similar to Jun Mohan.

He is incredible, a woman can change so much.

The cold light under her eyes was so intense.

Qiu Wenmao could feel that if he betrayed Jun Mohan, Feng Sujin would kill him without hesitation, because he saw murderous power in Feng Sujin's eyes.

Qiu Wenxi sighed inwardly.

He really didn't know how Jun Mohan was willing to give up his heart.

Qiu Wendi did not understand Feng Sujin's true identity, so he did not know why Jun Mohan wanted to make Feng Sujin stronger.

In fact, for Qiu Wenhuan, Jun Mohan can also protect Feng Sujin.

This was his previous thought, but since he knew what happened to the emperor, he knew that Jun Mohan might be doing it right.

Some people, when they cannot protect one day, must let her learn to be strong and learn to protect herself.

Feng Sujin stared at Qiu Wenxuan tightly.

But Qiu Wenmao's expression was erratic, and his eyes fell on another small curtain in the tent, where there seemed to be someone.

Qiu Wenzheng's expression flickered. Feng Sujin only thought he was in a trance and did not see his strangeness.

Qiu Wenming was in silence, feeling some chills on his back.

He knew that he was staring at him, but he still took good care of him.

He smiled slightly before Feng Sujin spoke, and he took the lead in explaining: "You can rest assured that I have not betrayed Jun Mohan. I followed him from childhood to age. He deliberately arranged me to come here, maybe He made plans from the beginning, and let me come here, maybe to pave the way for you, maybe something else ... "

Hearing Qiu Wenzhen's sudden automatic explanation, Feng Sujin's hand holding the gun was slightly stiffened.

Did Jun Mohan plan from the beginning?

Feng Sujin took a deep breath. "He ... where is he? How is it?"

When saying this, Feng Sujin felt as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Because of the extreme love, she really couldn't calm down, even if she only mentioned it, her heart was shaking.

Looking at Feng Sujin's expression, Qiu Wenzhen couldn't help thinking of someone's look. He looked aside, and then said, "I don't know where he is or how."

"You bullshit, you must know."

Qiu Wen's mouth had a bitter radian, "Feng Sujin, you don't know where he is, you are his wife, you don't know, how do I know as a brother? He sees you more than us. "

"Why don't you know, you know, you must know ..."

Feng Sujin's voice was sharpened, and she asked with hope, but Qiu Wenyu told her that he didn't know. Feng Sujin couldn't stand it, and she felt that she was on the verge of madness every time.

Tell yourself not to cry, but your eyes are still sore.

Feng Sujin whispered: "You tell me, even if you let me know that he is still alive, he is fine, really, you tell me ..."