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Furthermore, after Mo Qingfeng was threatened, his heart was in turmoil, and it would be easy to protect himself, so it would not be difficult to knock him out or beat him to death. However, after this matter, not only would he have to implicate his elder brother, even his grandfather's family would be implicated. However, even if he died, he could not give it to him. He stuck out his tongue and was about to bite down on it.

”If something were to happen to Qingfeng, who shall we find to be buried for you?”

Mo Qingfeng felt a stifling sensation in his chest. He felt dizzy, supporting himself on the corner of the table with his hands, his eyes wishing that he could pierce a hole in his body. Nangong Kai Ran laughed and raised his hand to pick up his chin, seeing his wronged and angry look, he was happy all over, he could not help but feel like his fat lips were going to land on Mo Qingfeng's mouth.

Mo Qingfeng pushed him away and leaned forward, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. In the darkness before him, he sat on a chair, unable to topple over. The blood dripped onto the snow-white front lapel and dripped off the top of his head, causing Nangong KaiRan to suddenly have an erection. He could no longer control himself and rushed over to hug him, rubbing his back as he tried to untie his belt, ”My darling, I missed you so much.”

Mo Qingfeng's body stiffened, he did not struggle at all and coldly replied, ”Your Majesty wants me? Or do you want to rape a corpse? ”

Nangong Kai Ran who was still unbuckling his belt suddenly stopped, looking at his pale white face he laughed: ”Qing Feng, what do you mean by that?”

Mo Qingfeng stood up and slowly walked to the bedside to sit down. He took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips and laughed coldly: ”Your Majesty, have you not seen me vomit blood? This subject has yet to recover from his internal injuries. If I do not circulate my power to recuperate at this time, I am afraid that I will not be able to serve His Majesty in the future. ”

Although there was not the slightest trace of emotion in his words, but in the end, he still gave in. In his heart, Nangong Kai Ran was comforted. Mo Qingfeng wasn't lying when he was injured. At this moment, seeing him spitting out blood, Mo Qingfeng didn't dare to rashly make a move against him. If he were to accidentally kill Mo Qingfeng, it would truly be a loss. He could only walk over and take a look. Although he didn't know any martial arts, he had heard that those who practiced martial arts could heal themselves if they had deep cultivation. However, he didn't dare to touch Qin Lie as he was afraid that Qin Lie would hurt him with his inner force.

In fact, Mo Qingfeng didn't really know how to use his own techniques to heal his injuries. Back then, when he was young, he was very good at roaming the Jianghu, and everyone in the Jianghu knew of his Master's reputation and family background. Mo Qingfeng hadn't received any injuries before he had met Qin Xiaoliu. When his master wanted to teach him how to treat his injuries, he found it annoying to not have learned how to live with Dan Rong. At this moment, he could only circulate his zhenqi for a few days to suppress the anger and frustration in his heart. He could only hope that the old pervert would lose his excitement and become impatient as long as he could delay.

At this point, Nangong Kai Ran had no choice but to shoot, but did not dare to touch him, and probed: ”Do you want to find a doctor to treat Qingfeng?”

”This official was injured by Iron Palm, the imperial physician will not treat me.”

”So it's like that — why don't we call the top martial artists among the guards over for you to take a look?”

Mo Qingfeng knew that he wouldn't give up so easily, so he nodded his head after thinking for a moment, ”Alright, let the Emperor investigate and see who in this palace knows how to use Iron Palm.”

Nangong Kai Ran called for Chen Deng and after giving him some instructions, Chen Deng agreed to leave. In a short while, he brought a young eunuch with a delicate and pretty face. The young eunuch was carried to the soft couch, his obscene voice ringing incessantly in his ears. Mo Qingfeng felt his entire body heat up when he heard this. He used both hands to cover his ears, not wanting to listen. His heart pounded and he felt as though it was about to jump out of his chest. Fortunately, after the time it took to make two cups of tea, the sound of a dead pig panting could be heard. After a while, the young eunuch staggered out unsteadily.

He can't even live anymore, yet he's still so lustful. I hope that he doesn't have any interest in me after this. Mo Qingfeng had a sliver of hope in his heart.

Nangong Kai Ran put on his clothes and slowly walked in front of Mo Qingfeng. He took out a paper package from under the mattress, poured the powder into a teacup and took a sip. Mo Qingfeng didn't know what he was drinking, and hoped that he would taste the wrong poison to be poisoned to death. Yet, he was afraid of being implicated. He looked at Nangong Kairen with a conflicted expression.

After all, Nangong Kai Ran was not young, sitting on a stool, he asked seriously: ”Qing Feng, do you hate me?”

”This official dares not.” Mo Qingfeng didn't know what the other party was up to.