Looking at each other to the end of the world

When Yi Chenfeng came back with Feng Qingqing in her arms, Meng Lan lost her footing and fell to the ground. She hurriedly restrained her inner anxiety, and ran to Feng Qingqing pretending to be sad, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Feeling that Feng Qingqing had lost her breath and was already a dead person, Menglan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted her: "Dusty, I'm sorry, and I'm still here."

Yi Chenfeng's expression was cold: "My condolences, what are you mourning for?"

Menglan took out the silk scarf, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sobbed, "Sister, she..."

Before Menglan could perform, Yichenfeng let out a "hush" and interrupted her, "Qingqing was injured, tired and fell asleep, don't disturb her."

"Boom" Menglan's head exploded.

Feng Qingqing has lost all breath, even her soul is gone, no matter how you look at it, she is a dead person.

Yi dust is crazy.

However, she still has to rely on Yi Chenfeng to obtain the supreme glory through Yi Chenfeng, knowing that he doesn't like to be disobeyed, she hurriedly whispered: "Well, my sister must be too tired and fell asleep, Chenfeng quickly take her to rest .”

Yi Chenfeng walked quickly with Feng Qingqing in his arms, without looking back.

Menglan watched Yi Chenfeng leave, and said viciously: "Feng Qingqing, why didn't you let me go after you died." While she was angry, she didn't forget to think,

Now that Yi Chenfeng regards Feng Qingqing as a treasure, he will naturally investigate her injuries. For the one hundred dollars, she needs a scapegoat.

……

When Menglan came to report, Yichenfeng was wiping Feng Qingqing's body carefully.

Seeing him concentrating, Menglan could only stand and wait for a long time, her waist almost broke.

Fortunately, Yi Chenfeng finally noticed her, "What's the matter?"

"Chenfeng, I found the murderer who hurt my sister, he is..." Meng Lan pointed to the guard kneeling on the ground, "The maid he loved was killed by Feng Qingqing's Phoenix Fire, and she always wanted to take revenge. When you were not around, At once--"

Menglan felt a red light flash in front of her eyes, the guard was already decapitated, and her face was covered with splashed blood.

Yi Chenfeng's eyes were red and he said: "Anyone who hurts her will die!"

What he said was fierce, and Menglan was taken aback. Seeing that he didn't look too fiercely at her, she boldly walked to his side, "Dust, don't be angry, my sister is sick, I will take good care of her." of."

Yi's viciousness faded away, and he returned to normal, "Lan'er is still kind, Lan'er, you just recovered from a serious illness, how is your health?"

Menglan was very happy to see that she had won Yichen's favor, and there was a certain aspect of her body ready to move.

In the past, she lured Yi Chenfeng to bed, but he always refused because of her weakness. At the beginning, it was just to stimulate Feng Qingqing, and deliberately pinched some marks on her body. She was always looking forward to becoming Yi Chenfeng's person. Now When her illness is cured, Yi Chenfeng will naturally not refuse, she can finally use her body to tie him tightly.

Now is the opportunity.

"Dusty, I am in good health now, and I don't have any diseases."

Yi Chenfeng's eyes darkened, and he said, "It's good to be in good health! Then, you can donate blood to Qingqing."

"What?!" Menglan suspected that she had heard wrong.

"Qingqing was injured and a little weak. You have her blood essence in your body. Sending it to her will make her recover sooner. Why? You don't want to?"

In front of him, she is always kind-hearted, beautiful and sensible, so she can only nod her head and say, "Menglan is willing!"

"I knew that Menglan was the kindest."

I don't know why, seeing Yi Chenfeng say this to her with a smile, Meng Lan felt terrified.

In fact, what greeted her was indeed hell.

The first blood transfusion, Menglan was covered by Yichen and poured out a whole basin of blood, she couldn't even stand up.

Two days later, before her energy recovered, Yi Chenfeng pulled her over to give Feng Qingqing a blood transfusion.

"Dust, today I..." Can I rest first?

"Well, I know that you are kind-hearted and willing to donate blood. I hope Qingqing gets better soon."

This pumping was endless again, Menglan was about to go crazy, and yelled: "Dusty, my head hurts, I can't stand anymore, Dust..."

"Menglan, it's okay. You said that you are in good health. Now that Qingqing is so weak, she needs your blood."

The third time, the fourth time, every time, Yichenfeng would cut a lot of wounds on her body, causing her to bleed a lot. The feeling of losing life little by little made Menglan's life worse than death.

She didn't know what was wrong.

I don't know how many blood transfusions, Menglan couldn't bear it anymore, and said hoarsely: "Dust, don't smoke anymore, I can't do it."

"Menglan, hold on, Qingqing is not well yet."

But no matter how much blood was drawn from her, Feng Qingqing would not recover.

Because she is dead!died!