Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chapter 505 I'm Serious, Dafenger

Feng Qiwu's eye sockets moved, all the strength in his body was absorbed by the plants, and the new plants that were born were tough and powerful, making him unable to move for a while.

He was still too careless, and actually miscalculated Morun's strength.

I haven't seen him in 20 years, and I can't imagine that the person who was still a bit behind me back then is now enough to suppress me.

20...

Feng Qiwu slowly closed his eyes.

He feels very tired.

A hand slid down Feng Qiwu's chest, with gentle and ambiguous movements, and came to the flexible waist.

His right hand was gently held by a warm hand, and he kept playing with it.

With his back against his chest, this movement made Feng Qiwu feel as if he was lying in Morun's arms.

As if they were the closest lovers.

"No matter how dark and gloomy the place is, there will always be hope. Plants will break out of the rocks, relying on their tenacious vitality to stretch their lives... They break out of their cocoons and become butterflies. Although they are only gorgeous for a moment, they are not in vain."

Sniffing the dark and cool fragrance of hair, Mo Lun whispered in Feng Qiwu's ear: "I really miss you blooming in my arms, your skin, your greenness, your moans, everything about you …Da Feng’er, I’ve been waiting for you to seek revenge every day, why didn’t you come?”

Feng Qiwu's hand held by him was as cold as a dead person.

"Sometimes I feel like you are a cold-blooded animal. Your hands and feet are so cold, but your little mouth is so hot that it melts me... Whether it's above or below."

Morun's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Feng Qiwu found out sadly that he would still have a nauseating reaction to every word and every action of the Chinese.

This trained body, even after 20 years, cannot erase the instructions imprinted into the soul at all.

Simultaneously spawned by the three basic elemental forces, the plants broke out from the cracks in the rocks, wrapping around Feng Qiwu's body like crazy, wrapping him tightly so that he was completely motionless.

The mask was taken off, and Morun leaned over his lips, and kissed that pale and bloodless face that also had no extra expression.

Landis and Yun Tianyi were stunned by all this.

His Great Uncle actually has this kind of relationship with Feng Qiwu? ! !

God, how heavy is this flavor supposed to be? !

Landis's forehead was protruding, and he couldn't help but stay on Feng Qiwu's face for a few more seconds—beautiful is beautiful, but tasteless, like a coffin, with a rotten personality, and it looks like the kind of person who will not please type.

But Morun's preferences are very clear - the body must be soft, the face must be bright and gorgeous, the smile must be sweet and pleasant, even if he is a little pepper, he must be able to please people, and he must be coquettish.

Feng Qiwu really didn't touch it at all!

Landis felt that he didn't know many things, and even his elders deliberately erased many things.

20 years ago, when he was not born or just born, what happened?

He asked himself this countless times, and wanted to investigate countless times, but he was not in the imperial capital, so he couldn't find out for a while.

It's really getting more and more curious, especially at this moment, even if he is not so gossip on weekdays, the burning soul of gossip will also ignite him at this time.

I always thought that because the royal family and God's Domain Alliance were outright enemies, they were constantly entangled in disputes, but now, Landis clearly understood that it was not as simple as pure hostility.

At first it was Feng Qitong and Feng Changmo, but now Mo Lun has something with Feng Qiwu.

As for Yun Tianyi, he could only smile wryly - would he become the one who knew too much?

Feng Qiwu lowered his eyes, all his attention was focused on the hand stroking his lower abdomen.

It was completely different from his callused hand, it was a pampered hand, the skin was as smooth as fine silk, and there was an emerald green ring on the thumb...a very intimate hand.

Unfortunately, Feng Qiwu just wanted to chop off that hand and feed it to the dogs.

With his right hand warmly covering his lower abdomen, Mo Lun whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I know why you asked Xiao Fenger to hand over the South Mirror to you back then...you just wanted to You only want a child, why do you have to find Xiao Feng'er's own son? Are you not afraid that your brother will hate you?"

He felt the body in his arms stiffen, and knew that he had guessed right.

The lower abdomen of his subordinates trembled slightly, Morun's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he was covered up in whispers.

His eyes moved down, looking at Feng Qiwu's lower abdomen, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in his eyes.

"This place used to have our blood. No matter how you say it, other people's children are not as good as your own. We want a child that belongs to us. How about letting Nan Jing go?"

Feng Qiwu kept his eyes open, his eyes were red because of hatred and hatred.

He really wanted to cut this man to pieces - how could anyone be so hateful in this world?

"I'm serious, Dafeng'er."

Moron sighed and murmured, his eyes filled with emptiness and indescribable sadness.

Feng Qiwu's eyes were red and his hands were shaking.

He will never forget the great humiliation and pain brought to him by this heartless man behind him - he pressed him to kneel in front of a grave to make amends for the dead man, and he took the contents of his belly The child was brutally beaten down.

The child was already in shape, with a limp fishtail and seaweed-like hair.

He also thought about stopping, he also fantasized about crawling out from under the darkness and living in the sun, but all of that was ruined by this man.

The existence of Moron tore his heart and mind apart, reminding him of his humble past.

Forced his own voice from between his teeth, Feng Qiwu's face twisted, and his cold skin began to heat up slowly.

His voice was cold like a monster crawling out of the abyss, and he said word by word: "You are wrong, I never want children, especially yours, it makes me sick."

The flames suddenly jumped out from the skin, Mo Lun's eye sockets moved, and he fell three meters away, and those thick vines had been burned into mist and disappeared.

"Damn you!"

Feng Qiwu raised his wrist, and the long sword flew up from the ground, instantly transformed into a thin hidden weapon in the shape of a four-pointed star, pierced through Morun's chest, and came back into Feng Qiwu's hands with another roundabout.

Like a ghost crawling out of hell, Feng Qiwu's lips had been shaken out of blood at some point, which looked shocking on his pale skin.

The sapphire blue costume was gradually stained with blood, forming a dark color.

Mo Lun stared at Feng Qiwu, stretched out his hand to press the wound, mobilized the source of consciousness in his body, and quickly stopped the bleeding.

He stretched out his thumb and licked the corner of his lips, wiping away a trace of blood spilling from his throat.

Instead of being angry, Morun smiled, looked at the man's reddened eyes, and smiled softly: "My heart is on the right side, Dafeng'er, if you are not willing to kill me, I will really think that you are treating me There is no more love."

Seeing Mo Lun's shamelessness, Feng Qiwu was trembling with anger - he just forgot by accident, and was said by this person that he had no more love!

Landis rubbed his forehead, and expressed his embarrassment that his royal uncle started molesting people again.

He didn't understand why Mo Lun didn't dodge, but he was sure that Mo Lun, who would rather kill others than let himself suffer a little bit, was able to do this because he had a deep love for Feng Qiwu in his heart. deep guilt.

Do you feel guilty?

Putting this thing on Morun is really funny and superfluous.

Feng Qiwu is actually not very good at swearing, and it must be even worse when he gets up with Mo Lun, his face is green and pale, and he looks like he has been bullied.

It was almost time to reminisce about the past, Landis was thinking about Nan Jing, and asked Feng Qiwu, "Where is the mirror?"

Feng Qiwu picked up the mask, put it on his face again, and said indifferently: "I only think of him now, you are really a competent lover."

The irony in it is self-evident, Landis reflected for a while, and said: "I naturally miss the mirror all the time, I just believe that as an uncle, you will not hurt your own nephew..."

Before he finished speaking, his Adam's apple felt cold, Landis subconsciously turned his head, a silver thread passed through his neck, and was cut off by Morun.

This cloudy and volatile temper really rivals Morun's!

Landis didn't know which sentence offended Feng Qiwu, it was like stepping on a cat's tail, causing the other party to explode instantly!

Feng Qiwu said gloomyly: "Remember, it's uncle, if you mess with our relationship again, be careful with your head."

Landis: "..."

He no longer knew what to say.

Just because of this?

Just because of this?

Help!

Feng Qiwu was obviously confident in his own territory, and his mood improved a lot after he stabbed Mo Lun.

Well, I believe that if Morun is killed, he will be in a better mood!

Feng Qiwu originally did whatever he wanted, even if the other party was an enemy, he would occasionally show kindness and let the other party survive.

I thought that Landis would come from the way Feng Qitong came in, but I didn't expect that there would be an extra guy who I didn't want to see...

Of course, tormenting slowly is the best choice. He has a better game now, so let Mo Lun let it go for now.