Ye Tang quietly came to Feng Moyu's room, and the curtains were tightened, but Ye Tang still saw it clearly, and the person on the bed fell asleep on his side.

This face is indeed very beautiful.

Seeing him asleep Ye Tang thought he would come back later, but when he touched his slightly trembling eyelashes, Ye Tang stopped, thought for a while, and went to bed and lay on the other side.

"Feng Moyu, what did you do without me?"

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, pretending to be unable to sleep anymore. He opened his dark eyes. In the darkness, Ye Tang's red eyes could see clearly.

He didn't have a trace of fear, but instead felt that these eyes were so beautiful.

Her ability to ask this means she should have known it, so Feng Moyu confessed directly.

"Because I heard what I said to let him be my blood servant?"

"almost."

"What else?"

"You are very special to him."

She is very special to Mu Chen? Ye Tang really can't remember it at all. Where is she special to Mu Chen?

"Can I be special to him or you?"

Feng Moyu stopped talking. He was not so special to Mu Chen since he appeared. Anyway, this was Mu Chen’s fault. He just needed to solve him.

"What I said that day was just teasing him, and I didn't expect to let him be my blood servant." Ye Tang explained, "I kept him for exchange of wind chimes. Didn't this be agreed at that time?"

"Your blood is indeed a great tonic for me, but you are weak after losing blood. I don't want to suck your blood unless necessary, do you know?"

Feng Moyu was stunned by these words.

"So you just took a bite at that time?"

"What about that?"

The haze and suffocation in his heart seemed to be blown away by the wind, and his eyebrows and eyes were much more relaxed.

"But your purpose is to kill Feng Ling'er and take revenge? Why did you attack Mu Chen?" Ye Tang looked at him curiously.

Feng Moyu: "..."

I don’t know what to say when I say it, and I can’t say it.

He changed the subject, "How is he now?"

It must have been brought back.

"It doesn't matter. Look at you like this, hurry up and go to bed, otherwise you will die suddenly!"

Then we will go backtracking again.

Feng Moyu pinched Ye Tang's clothes when he was about to leave, "Hot, sleep with me for a while."

Ye Tang glared, "Treat me like ice, right?"

Feng Moyu pursed his lips and lowered his eyes without saying anything. Ye Tang thought about it and lay down, "Okay, let's go to bed quickly."

"Yes!" There was a little smile in Feng Moyu's eyes.

She is the only special thing to him, and he does not allow others to separate this special thing!

...

Spirit Hunting Society.

After hearing the words of Elder Qi'an and another team of people transporting fake holy weapons, the president was so angry that he threw the cup on the table to the ground and split into pieces.

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly stagnated.

"Damn Yan Luo, he actually dared to steal the real holy weapon! Now, the holy weapon fell into Feng Moyu's hands, and maybe it had already reached the hands of the blood clan!"

Elder Qi An comforted in a deep voice, "President, don't worry too much. Even if the blood clan gets it, he doesn't know how to unblock it. Then the holy weapon will be like a dead object."

"What we need to think about now is whether to exchange Mu Chen with Feng Chime."

"President, you also know the hatred between Feng Linger and Feng Moyu. Once Feng Linger is handed over to the blood clan, she should..."

Feng Ling'er is Feng Moyu's father who saw her poor adoptive daughter, and in the end he was the adopted daughter and the others who could defeat him and take the position of president.

It’s just a pity that the holy artifact was still sealed.

What I didn't expect was that Feng Moyu was showing weakness before, making them think that he was a puppy with teeth and sharp claws, but who knew it was a dormant wolf, who had finally revealed his fangs.

The president said angrily: "Is this necessary to think about it? Mu Chen is a rare talent, and being able to exchange Mu Chen is also Feng Ling'er's blessing."

"At that time, you can bring Feng Linger and Situ Yue back to Mu Chen. You should bring more people to avoid the blood clan's words from not keeping your word."

"Yes, I know President." Elder Qi An responded.

A surprised voice came from outside the door, "Windlinger, why are you here?"

Feng Linger was panicked and was about to run away. The president and Elder Qi'an's expression suddenly changed and rushed out quickly to order the person to stop Feng Linger.

Feng Ling'er was not their opponent, and he was caught in just a few seconds.

Only Elder Qi'an, President and Feng Ling'er were left in the room.

Feng Ling'er knelt on the ground and was in a mess, "President, don't send me to the blood clan, don't give me to Feng Moyu, he will definitely kill me! President, I don't want to die!"

The president was unmoved.

"I remember you like Mu Chen. You came to me and wanted me to betroth you to Mu Chen."

"Now there is such a good chance to save him. If you agree, Mu Chen will definitely feel guilty towards you and keep you in mind in the future, and your wish will be fulfilled."

"No! I don't like him anymore! I don't want it!" Feng Ling'er shouted in dismay.

She likes Mu Chen, she likes him as the prodigal son of heaven and the president. They want to appoint him as the next president.

If she stood beside him, she would be looked up to by more people and would become as dazzling as him! She didn't want him to remember him, she didn't care about his guilt!

She didn't even have time to mock Situ Yue for being sent to the Vampire? She was unwilling to accept it!

"Don't Situ Yue like him very much? Let Situ Yue go!"

Elder Qi An sighed, "Situ Yue was there at that time, and Feng Moyu called you to call me. He seemed to be in love with that pure blood species."

"For the sake of the overall situation, Ling'er can only sacrifice you."

Feng Ling'er had a pale face and shook her head vigorously, she didn't want it. If it were Feng Moyu, she would definitely feel more uncomfortable than death when it fell into his hands!

"President, I helped you back then and you were able to become the president so quickly. Do you want to repay your kindness and revenge?!"

The president frowned in dissatisfaction and said all the good things. He gave her face, but she was still not satisfied.

"Who knows if you could betray him in the future? Fenglinger, don't go crazy, this is your best result."

"I'm not willing to give up! I hate you!"

The president didn't want to hear all kinds of unpleasant words from her mouth anymore, so he just blocked her mouth and locked her in the room to look carefully, so that she couldn't let her run away.

Feng Linger knew that she could not escape, so she clenched her fists fiercely.

"Feng Moyu, how could you be so cruel? After all, I am your sister. You want to treat me so cruelly. Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are not kind!"

Feng Linger wrote Feng Moyu's special physique on paper and tied it to the pigeon's legs and let it fly.

Hope it can be seen by the blood clan.

At that time, you will become the blood bag of all the blood clans!

She wanted to see if the pure blood seed he colluded with could protect him!
Chapter completed!