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Mo Ling Wei's eyes moved, and her face flashed with surprises. Her brother could make time to move south, which means that the North has been calmed down, Jincheng is stable, and everything has settled down.
As long as the Mohist army and the Fengjia army join hands, it is just around the corner for the south to thoroughly clean up the meticulous and troubling warriors left by the Oriental people.
How could Mo Lingwei be unhappy.
This joy falls in the eyes of cloud six and Feng Shaojin, but it changes the meaning.
Feng Shaojin's face sank a little coldly.
The bodyguard who followed Feng Shaojin was not happy. The foreigners had been driven out of the border, and the victory or defeat was almost certain.
Only the civil strife in Yuncheng is left. Once it is settled, it is only a matter of time before the fengjiajun wants to succeed.
Now the Mohist army is in full swing. What do you want to do now?
Steal the fruits of victory?
Even the palace family has been driven out of power by Mo Lingyuan. If Mo Lingyuan's ambition is inflated and wants to annex the whole fengjiajun in the south, it's just around the corner.
Now, although the young commander married Mo Lingyuan's own sister, another sister of Mo Lingyuan died here. Maybe Mo Lingyuan could use this reason to find fault with Feng Jiajun.
The more the guard thought about it, the more worried he was. He said to Feng Shaojin, "young commander, let's...
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and stopped the rest of what the guard wanted to say," I know. You go down first. We'll discuss this matter tomorrow. "
The guard reluctantly withdrew from the hall.
Feng Shaojin looked down at her ankle and asked, "is the sprain serious again?"
"Well." Mo Lingwei nodded.
Voice just fell, the body soared up, she was Feng Shaojin horizontal embrace, strode upstairs.
Mo Lingwei looked at his bloody arm: "your injury...
" it's not in the way. " Feng Shaojin kicked open the door of the bedroom: "the bullet just grazed."
He put Mo Lingwei on the edge of the bed and sat down. He twisted the medicine bag and knelt down on one knee, reaching for her ankle.
Mo Ling Wei pulls his sleeve: "I help you clean the wound first, you go to ear room to comb clean again."
Feng Shaojin didn't move and insisted on giving her the medicine first.
Mo Lingwei added: "the weather is too hot, and you have a strong smell of blood..."
it turns out that you dislike his bad smell. Feng Shaojin stands up decisively, turns around and goes to the direction of the ear room, "then you should apply the medicine yourself first."
Steam is dense and steaming.
Feng Shaojin is soaking in a bucket filled with warm water, holding her eyebrows between her fingers, as if to see the future results.
The most powerful new weapon is the Mohist army. Mo Lingyuan is bound to take Mo Lingwei away. Once the war starts, the exhausted Fengjia army, which is already fighting with the Japanese, has no advantage.
What's more, peace is not easy to come, and it is impossible for him to have any direct conflict with the Mohist army.
He has no position and no reason to keep Mo Lingwei by his side.
I recall that when Mo Lingwei heard the news that Mo Lingyuan's army was going south in the hall just now, the joy and joy floating on her face could not deceive people.
She used to be reluctant to stay with him and always wanted to run away.
Now that I have the chance to leave, how can I stay willingly.
Feng Shaojin's heart is astringent, as if she is choked by the heavy stones.
He stood up, looking at the bleeding wound on his arm, stood up from the water, threw on his coat and went back to his bedroom.
Mo Lingwei is still sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring at a place in a daze. Even Feng Shaojin walks up to her, but she doesn't realize it....
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Mo Ling Wei's eyes moved, and her face flashed with surprises. Her brother could make time to move south, which means that the North has been calmed down, Jincheng is stable, and everything has settled down.
As long as the Mohist army and the Fengjia army join hands, it is just around the corner for the south to thoroughly clean up the meticulous and troubling warriors left by the Oriental people.
How could Mo Lingwei be unhappy.
This joy falls in the eyes of cloud six and Feng Shaojin, but it changes the meaning.
Feng Shaojin's face sank a little coldly.
The bodyguard who followed Feng Shaojin was not happy. The foreigners had been driven out of the border, and the victory or defeat was almost certain.
Only the civil strife in Yuncheng is left. Once it is settled, it is only a matter of time before the fengjiajun wants to succeed.
Now the Mohist army is in full swing. What do you want to do now?
Steal the fruits of victory?
Even the palace family has been driven out of power by Mo Lingyuan. If Mo Lingyuan's ambition is inflated and wants to annex the whole fengjiajun in the south, it's just around the corner.
Now, although the young commander married Mo Lingyuan's own sister, another sister of Mo Lingyuan died here. Maybe Mo Lingyuan could use this reason to find fault with Feng Jiajun.
The more the guard thought about it, the more worried he was. He said to Feng Shaojin, "young commander, let's...
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and stopped the rest of what the guard wanted to say," I know. You go down first. We'll discuss this matter tomorrow. "
The guard reluctantly withdrew from the hall.
Feng Shaojin looked down at her ankle and asked, "is the sprain serious again?"
"Well." Mo Lingwei nodded.
Voice just fell, the body soared up, she was Feng Shaojin horizontal embrace, strode upstairs.
Mo Lingwei looked at his bloody arm: "your injury...
" it's not in the way. " Feng Shaojin kicked open the door of the bedroom: "the bullet just grazed."
He put Mo Lingwei on the edge of the bed and sat down. He twisted the medicine bag and knelt down on one knee, reaching for her ankle.
Mo Ling Wei pulls his sleeve: "I help you clean the wound first, you go to ear room to comb clean again."
Feng Shaojin didn't move and insisted on giving her the medicine first.
Mo Lingwei added: "the weather is too hot, and you have a strong smell of blood..."
it turns out that you dislike his bad smell. Feng Shaojin stands up decisively, turns around and goes to the direction of the ear room, "then you should apply the medicine yourself first."
Steam is dense and steaming.
Feng Shaojin is soaking in a bucket filled with warm water, holding her eyebrows between her fingers, as if to see the future results.
The most powerful new weapon is the Mohist army. Mo Lingyuan is bound to take Mo Lingwei away. Once the war starts, the exhausted Fengjia army, which is already fighting with the Japanese, has no advantage.
What's more, peace is not easy to come, and it is impossible for him to have any direct conflict with the Mohist army.
He has no position and no reason to keep Mo Lingwei by his side.
I recall that when Mo Lingwei heard the news that Mo Lingyuan's army was going south in the hall just now, the joy and joy floating on her face could not deceive people.
She used to be reluctant to stay with him and always wanted to run away.
Now that I have the chance to leave, how can I stay willingly.
Feng Shaojin's heart is astringent, as if she is choked by the heavy stones.
He stood up, looking at the bleeding wound on his arm, stood up from the water, threw on his coat and went back to his bedroom.
Mo Lingwei is still sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring at a place in a daze. Even Feng Shaojin walks up to her, but she doesn't realize it....
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Mo Ling Wei's eyes moved, and her face flashed with surprises. Her brother could make time to move south, which means that the North has been calmed down, Jincheng is stable, and everything has settled down. As long as the Mohist army and the Fengjia army join hands, it is just around the corner for the south to thoroughly clean up the meticulous and troubling warriors left by the Oriental people. How could Mo Lingwei be unhappy. This joy falls in the eyes of cloud six and Feng Shaojin, but it changes the meaning. Feng Shaojin's face sank a little coldly. The bodyguard who followed Feng Shaojin was not happy. The foreigners had been driven out of the border, and the victory or defeat was almost certain. Only the civil strife in Yuncheng is left. Once it is settled, it is only a matter of time before the fengjiajun wants to succeed. Now the Mohist army is in full swing. What do you want to do now? Steal the fruits of victory? Even the palace family has been driven out of power by Mo Lingyuan. If Mo Lingyuan's ambition is inflated and wants to annex the whole fengjiajun in the south, it's just around the corner. Now, although the young commander married Mo Lingyuan's own sister, another sister of Mo Lingyuan died here. Maybe Mo Lingyuan could use this reason to find fault with Feng Jiajun. The more the guard thought about it, the more worried he was. He said to Feng Shaojin, "young commander, let's... Feng Shaojin raised her hand and stopped the rest of what the guard wanted to say," I know. You go down first. We'll discuss this matter tomorrow. " The guard reluctantly withdrew from the hall. Feng Shaojin looked down at her ankle and asked, "is the sprain serious again?" "Well." Mo Lingwei nodded. Voice just fell, the body soared up, she was Feng Shaojin horizontal embrace, strode upstairs. Mo Lingwei looked at his bloody arm: "your injury... " it's not in the way. " Feng Shaojin kicked open the door of the bedroom: "the bullet just grazed." He put Mo Lingwei on the edge of the bed and sat down. He twisted the medicine bag and knelt down on one knee, reaching for her ankle. Mo Ling Wei pulls his sleeve: "I help you clean the wound first, you go to ear room to comb clean again." Feng Shaojin didn't move and insisted on giving her the medicine first. Mo Lingwei added: "the weather is too hot, and you have a strong smell of blood..." it turns out that you dislike his bad smell. Feng Shaojin stands up decisively, turns around and goes to the direction of the ear room, "then you should apply the medicine yourself first." Steam is dense and steaming. Feng Shaojin is soaking in a bucket filled with warm water, holding her eyebrows between her fingers, as if to see the future results. The most powerful new weapon is the Mohist army. Mo Lingyuan is bound to take Mo Lingwei away. Once the war starts, the exhausted Fengjia army, which is already fighting with the Japanese, has no advantage. What's more, peace is not easy to come, and it is impossible for him to have any direct conflict with the Mohist army. He has no position and no reason to keep Mo Lingwei by his side. I recall that when Mo Lingwei heard the news that Mo Lingyuan's army was going south in the hall just now, the joy and joy floating on her face could not deceive people. She used to be reluctant to stay with him and always wanted to run away. Now that I have the chance to leave, how can I stay willingly. Feng Shaojin's heart is astringent, as if she is choked by the heavy stones. He stood up, looking at the bleeding wound on his arm, stood up from the water, threw on his coat and went back to his bedroom. Mo Lingwei is still sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring at a place in a daze. Even Feng Shaojin walks up to her, but she doesn't realize it.... Mo Lingwei is in a daze www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
