Chapter 118 Fu Yixing's Terrible

   Old man Fu nodded and walked out of the room with some old back.

  Lanting Sheng laughed and turned and left.

  Mo Qing glanced at Fu Yixing on the bed, and left slightly worried.

  The door was closed, and Lu Wanxin no longer concealed his obsession and looked at Fu Yixing in a coma.

   "Easy to do, easy to do."

  She called Fu Yixing's name foolishly.

No one knows that her feelings for him started very early. At that time, he was indifferent and ruthless. He didn't even look at her, but just like that, she had that person in her heart and stopped looking at others. Man.

  Seeing that Fu Yixing had been in a coma, Lu Wanxin did not delay anymore, and took out the silver needle from the medicine box.

  She pierced the silver needle into Fu Yixing's acupuncture points, and then input the meager spiritual power from her body into Fu Yixing's body.

  Fu Yixing's frowning brows loosened slightly, and Lu Wanxin's eyes were overjoyed, knowing that it worked.

  Sure enough, Lu Wanchu relied on this to cure Fu Yixing at the beginning. Now that Lu Wanchu died, the spiritual power is hers, and she can completely cure Fu Yixing with the spiritual power in the future.

  Continuously inputting the spiritual power from his body into Fu Yixing's body, Lu Wanxin soon noticed that his body was beginning to become weak.

  This is the first time that she has used spiritual power in this way, and she still doesn’t know why she is doing this.

  Gradually, her hands became weak, and she fell to the side weakly.

   "What's the matter?"

  At this time, she only felt that her whole body was soft, her whole body weak, her body seemed to be emptied, her eyes turned black.

  Someone sat up in front of him, and looked at her with scarlet eyes.

   "Ah..."

  In the room, Lu Wanxin let out a painful cry, struggling hard.

  Fu's father Lan Tingsheng and the three people noticed something wrong, and quickly opened the door, only to see that Lu Wanxin was picked up by Fu Yixing. Lu Wanxin struggled in mid-air painfully, "Save...Save me..."

  She never thought that Fu Yixing, who had calmed down, would suddenly wake up, and also pinched her neck, as if to kill her.

  This is the first time that she has seen such a terrifying Fu Yixing, which made her unable to look directly, shaking all over, as if she would be killed by him in the next moment.

   "Easy, stop."

Seeing that Lu Wanxin was almost out of breath, Lan Tingsheng quickly stepped forward and grabbed Fu Yixing's hand.

  Fu Yixing's scarlet and dark eyes fell on Lan Tingsheng.

  "Fu Yixing, let go of Lu Wanxin. She is Lu Wanchu's sister. If you kill her, Lu Wanchu will not let you go."

  Fu Yixing heard the familiar name, the scarlet under his eyes slowly receded, and he fell weakly behind him.

  The sky outside has begun to pale, and it turns out that the day has passed.

  Lu Wanxin was trembling all over, and she fell to the ground and coughed vigorously. No one could feel death more than her.

  It's terrible, terrible.

  It's Lu Wanchu again, why is she again, why Lan Shao mentioned Lu Wanchu's name and Mr. Fu let go of her.

  Did Lu Wanchu happen to him that she didn't know about? She once asked Lu Wanchu how she felt about Fu Yixing, and she had said that she didn't feel anything.

  She lied to her again, lied to her again, the **** Lu Wanchu, the lingering Lu Wanchu.

Lan Tingsheng didn't even glance at Lu Wanxin on the ground, and put Fu Yixing on the bed with Mo Qing.

   "Miss Lu, after a busy night, you should go back first."

  Mo Qing's tone was no longer as soft as before, with indifference.

  Lu Wanxin knew that he could not stay for a long time. He covered his pinched neck, picked up his medicine box and left dingyly.

  (End of this chapter)