C72 (1/2)
Seeing that the crowd was looking at her with a strange expression, Mo Ranran's eyes slightly flashed, and slowly opened his mouth: ”You are not allowed to tell Mo Feiye what has happened today.”
A trace of gloominess flashed past the crown prince's eyes. Even at a time like this, she was still thinking about Mo Feiye.
Military Surgeon Wang looked at Mo Ranran and suddenly thought, as expected of a brother and sister, their treatment methods were so similar.
”Why can't you tell me what you have done, Ranran?” A low voice that carried magnetism came from behind Mo Ranran.
Unknowingly, Mo Feiye had actually walked behind her back.
His eyes, which were as deep as ink, slightly frowned. Why couldn't he tell him anything?
Hearing Mo Feiye's voice, Mo Ranran trembled in fear, and quickly wiped the blood off her face, not daring to let Mo Feiye see.
After she wiped off the blood on her face, she turned her head to look at Mo Feiye.
Mo Feiye's brows slightly knitted, his dark and deep eyes slightly narrowed, and his sharp eyes looked straight at Mo Ranran. That woman was so afraid that she didn't dare look straight at Mo Feiye.
The little soldier that was infected by the plague covered the wound on his lower abdomen as a hint of insanity flashed across his fair face, ”Mo Feiye, your little sister has already dyed my blood. She won't be able to live much longer like you! With the two of you behind me, even if I die, I won't lose anything, hahahaha! ”
The young soldier's crazed voice resounded from all directions. Sensing that Mo Feiye's body was emanating an increasingly dense baleful aura, Mo Ranran silently cursed in his heart.
”Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm not tainted with his blood.”
However, Mo Feiye only glanced at Mo Ranran, and then at Military Surgeon Wang.
He pointed to the little soldier at his side with a distinct finger, and a cold light flashed through his eyes that were as deep as ink. His voice was like a cold winter wind — —
”Military Surgeon Wang, tell me, is what he said true?”
Military Surgeon Wang, who was called out, looked at Mo Ranran, only to see her secretly shake her head behind her back, signalling him not to say anything.
”Military Surgeon Wang, if you dare lie to me, I'll find out. You'll be served by the military and the law.” Mo Feiye's pupils congealed, and Military Surgeon Wang instantly felt like he was pressured by this aura to the point where he was unable to breathe.
Military Surgeon Wang secretly swallowed his saliva, thinking about Mo Feiye's prestige in the army, he looked at Mo Ranran apologetically and said softly: ”What he said is true.”
Mo Feiye was famous for being unreasonable in the army. Even if his subordinates committed a crime, he would still punish them without holding back.
Hearing that, Mo Feiye's deep eyes swept past the young warrior at the side. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he lifted his leg to kick the wound on the young warrior's abdomen.
The soldier's face paled slightly from the pain.
”I can't bear to curse at someone, but you actually dared to touch her.” Looking at the soldier's painful face, Mo Feiye's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty. He stepped down forcefully, and the wound bled and dyed Mo Feiye's boots red.
Ah!” The young soldier cried out in pain as cold sweat ran down his forehead. His face was paler than before.
”Mo Feiye, stop him for me. He can't die yet.” The Crown Prince never thought that Mo Feiye's methods would be so ruthless, in a moment of surprise, the young soldier was already about to be trampled to death by Mo Feiye.
Mo Feiye's eyes faintly flashed, but his feet did not have the slightest intention to stop, and instead, increased the force of his legs.
The crown prince simply did not have enough time to stop him. With a stomp of his feet, Mo Feiye caused him to faint.
”Mo Feiye, you're too presumptuous!” The crown prince who was disregarded felt disgraced, Mo Feiye actually dared to disobey his orders.
Mo Feiye raised his head and looked at the crown prince, his voice cold, ”He's not dead, just unconscious.” If someone were to fall into his hands, they would definitely suffer a fate worse than death.
The Crown Prince was scared to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat with a murderous look on his face.
Mo Feiye moved his feet away indifferently, ”Long Gu, take that person away.”
Long Gu appeared from the darkness and picked up the young soldier who had already fainted. Blood dripped down the little soldier's body and onto the ground.
A strange aura spread out.
Mo Feiye turned around, and his cold gaze fell upon Mo Ranran., who was staring at him, started to panic a little.
”Ranran, follow me.” Mo Feiye did not flare up on the spot, he only said that one sentence, and then headed back to his own tent.
Hearing that, Mo Ranran lowered his head and followed Mo Feiye silently, heading back to the tent.
Along the way, Mo Ranran would glance at Mo Feiye from time to time, a hint of unease flashed across his large eyes. This time, he seemed to really be angry …
Walking out of the camp, Mo Feiye swept his eyes across the soldiers in Long Gu's hands, then coldly said: ”Take him down, you all accompany him to have fun, don't kill him.”
”Yes.” Long Gu then carried her and disappeared.
After Mo Feiye finished speaking, he went into the tent, and looked at the tent. He had been collecting things outside for a long time, but he still did not dare enter.
”Why aren't you coming in? It's very comfortable outside in the sun? ” An extremely cold voice came from the tent.
Mo Ranran took a deep breath and carefully walked in.
Mo Feiye raised his eyes and looked at the person that walked in, and slowly spoke: ”Come here.”
She hesitated, then walked nervously to his side.
Mo Feiye's bland voice sounded beside her ears, ”Where did the blood splatter?”
”Right cheek.” Mo Ranran's brain had yet to react, but the voice was the first to react.