MTL - Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei-Chapter 391 the answer he wants

The full room guests were stunned and completely unaware of what it is.

In addition to the groom, the red hijab of the bride can be untied at will.

The emperor is also excited to stand up, how can this Feng Mingmo dare to marry, this place where the royal majesty is.

The emperor just had to raise his hand to win the Fengmian ink, but he saw that Hua Yuman did not know how. He had already broken away from the trapping of Feng Mingmo, and the man instantly reached the thirteenth.

"No matter how small the feathers marry me, you will never have a chance." Thirteen voices are arrogant and proud.

Feng Mingmo also said nothing about XIII. The eyes stared at Hua Yuman, and the voice trembled and asked: "Why? Why do you still choose him this time?"

He originally thought that everything would start again, and he had at least 60% of his grasp to win back Yu’s heart.

She once said that she likes him, she said!

It’s hard to be because of Feng Xiaoer, he will miss it forever, he is not willing, not reconciled!

Thinking of this, his glimmer of light flashed a blush, that is the ultimate anger that people have to despair.

Hua Yuman stared at him and thought that his big red was very unsightly.

"Feng Ming Mo, I am coming to observe the ceremony, what is the matter, I will tell you later." When she said that her finger flipped, she had a few red petals on her hand, and she directly inserted the petals into Fengming. Ink on the hand.

Feng Mingmo didn't know what it was, but Yu gave it to him, so he still cherished it very much. He took it directly and wanted to take a closer look. But when he just wanted to move, he was shocked to find that he couldn’t move. The spiritual power is also like being sealed by things.

He blinked and wanted to speak, but he found that his mouth could not make a sound. Even his angry expression could not be expressed. He was still...

This kind of body-building method was originally taught by him. He never thought that one day Yu will use it again, and he used it unconsciously.

This kind of body-building method is different because of the user's spiritual strength. Feng Ding Mo is strong, but it can't be lifted by Yu Yu. It belongs to his own ban.

Everyone saw Feng Mianmo so quiet, although I was surprised, I was very happy.

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The wedding was able to continue. In order to stop the problem, the emperor saved a lot of complicated procedures. After a quarter of an hour, Hua Yuman was sent to the bridal chamber.

Thirteen did not want to leave a small feather in the room, so she changed her clothes and took her to the front hall.

Thirteen with a small feather simply gave everyone a glass of wine and left.

The emperor did not blame them, and Feng Ming, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly became angry and smashed the cup and left, everyone drank more.

Outside the door, Hua Yuman was sitting in the courtyard in a pink dress, and thirteen stood by her side, while Feng Ming Mo and Feng Moxi stood opposite them, even Hailan Xuan stood. Among them, all men’s eyes are on the face of Hua Yuman.

"Yu, is it hard for you to tell me nothing?" Feng Ming ink pulled off his big red robe and threw it aside.

He suddenly felt that red was really not suitable for him at all, and it was not suitable at all.

Hua Yuman took several flowers from his own flowerbed on the head, then pulled the petals down, and then opened them by hand, fainted and covered the entire stone table.

She seems to be counting these petals, and she seems to be thinking about something. In short, she is very focused. It seems that she has not heard the words of Feng Mingmo.

Feng Mingmo couldn't help but ask: "Yu, I know, you have recovered your memory. Give me a reason, why do you choose him? What is he good?"

Because of the anger of Feng Mingmo, there was a strong wind around, but they did not blow away those petals.

Just when everyone thought that Hua Yuman would not answer Feng Mingmo, Hua Yuman suddenly picked up a petal and stroked it on his index finger. The blood immediately fell on the petals, and the petals were like elves. The piece danced and finally condensed into a red and **** bead.

The beads are not big, about the thickness of the fingers, and you can smell a flower far away. When everyone is immersed in this floral fragrance, Hua Yuman’s finger is shot, and the beads hit the eyebrow of Feng Mingmo. Hidden into his skin.

Feng Mingmo only felt that his heart seemed to inject a ray of sunshine, warm, hot, his own cold and dark heart seemed to melt a little bit, he looked at her dumbly, did not understand what she wanted to do.

I didn't understand it at the beginning of the 13th, but after the bead hit the Fengmian ink, he seemed to understand something. He sighed at the head of the small feather and sighed.

"Feng Mingmo, I have already given you the answer. What you feel now is what I feel in the sun, and you can't give it to me." Hua Yuman stood up and watched Feng Ming carefully. ink.

"Feng Mingmo, in fact, I want to kill you, do you know? You think that you love me, I can only love you, but also must respond to your love, but you know, some people, have The thing, once missed, is forever."

Her voice was light and light as if it was a dream, but this soft voice pierced his dream of tens of thousands of years.

Feng Mingmo understands that the cold sun is the sunshine in Yu's life, but she knows it, Yu Er is also the sunshine in his life!

"Yu, do you love me?" Feng Mingmo suddenly smiled. He fixedly looked at Hua Yuman, laughing like a paranoid child, and insisting on an answer.

Hua Yuman closed his eyes and closed his eyes. "You have an answer in your heart, isn't it? You know what I want in your heart, why don't you know what to do, deceive yourself!"

Feng Mingmo is really disheartened this time, because of despair, so he is even more afraid, afraid of not having her days, afraid that even entanglement can no longer have.

"Feng Ming Mo, let's go! Don't cause trouble and pain to Man." Feng Moxi finally couldn't help but speak.

Man has already said this to the point. He believes that Feng Mingmo must understand it. In order to avoid any terrible things, he hopes that he can leave here as soon as possible.

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Feng Ming Mo did not look at Feng Moxi. Looking at Hua Yuman, he looked very complicated and said: "If I am dead, will you be happy?"

If he wants to die, he wants to die in her hands, so that Yu will remember him forever!

Thirteen images have an insight into Feng Mingmo's mind. He pulled the small feathers up and hugged them into his own arms. He gently said to her: "Is tired? Tired, you should go back to the room and take a break. give me."

Hua Yuman shook his head. She knew that Feng Mingmo’s business must be solved today.

Feng Mingmo suddenly took a black-necked dagger from the sleeve and handed it to Hua Yuman. He said: "I only want to die in your hand. Yu, you hate me so much, kill me. Let's go!"

Thirteen's fists were tight, and there was a kind of impulse to tear the Fengmian ink by himself. However, when he saw that the small feather had no expression and did not respond, he forbeared it.

Perhaps, the little feathers also know what this Fengmian ink wants to do.

He is forcing her to do it!

Feng Moxi also frowned. He knew too well why Feng Mingmo had done this. Without Yu Yu, he didn’t want to enjoy the loneliness that came out of his soul alone, so he would rather die. Yu's hand, let her never forget him.

I have to say that this Feng Ming ink is very hurt, very paranoid, he does not want to think, Yu Er really did, is it really painful, will not really remember him forever.

Hua Yuman took the dagger and put it on his hand for a while. He smiled without heart and soul: "Feng Mingmo, do you really think that I am not willing to kill you? Or, do you want me to be guilty? You want Use your death to make me suffer, remember you?"

I didn't expect Yu Er to say it like this. Not only Feng Ming Mo, but Feng Moxi was also looking at her with a shocked look, as if she found out that she was different from the past.

"Small feathers, I am coming!" Thirteen robbed the dagger on the small feather hand, condensing the infuriating, the dagger directly fell into the body of Feng Mingmo, and straight brain.

Hua Yuman slightly stunned, suddenly turned around, smiled like a flower and reached out and pinched the 13th face with a gloomy face, "You can't kill him like this."

After that, she turned her palms, and the dagger who had not entered the body of Feng Ming ink flew back to her palm. She took a closer look, and there was no trace of blood on the dagger.

Feng Mian ink weakly coughed and spit out a black blood, with hope and pain in his eyes.

Yu Er helped him to take out the dagger because he didn't want to kill him?

Just when his heart rekindled hope, Hua Yuman said that he was desperate to say something more, "Feng Ming Mo, this dagger is made up with your heart and blood, that is, you are stabbed a hundred You can't die too, and at most you will sleep for a few days. In fact, if you really want to die, you can find a place that I can't see, so quiet."

Feng Mingmo looked at her and suddenly smiled. It really was the woman he fell in love with. It can be seen even if it is not simple.

"Actually, as long as you have handled it and stabbed me ninety-nine knives, I must have lost my soul." Feng Ming ink added a sentence like a smile.

Hua Yuman has no patience: "Do you want me to die? Or do you want me to fly away?"

Feng Mingmo sneaked, and quickly shook his head, he loved her too late, how could she want her to die.

"Well, I have been talking nonsense with you for a long time, and I am not playing with you." Hua Yuman suddenly grasped the hand of Feng Mingmo, his hand stretched out, and his palm was directly photographed on his collarbone...

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