352: C352 Scarred

C352 Scarred

Hearing Ling Mengyan's words, Mo Feiyu smiled. The strength of soldiers was honed from life and death, especially the soldiers outside the villa, they were all elites. Although Ling Mengyan's rank was higher than theirs, to defeat them based on Ling Mengyan's current strength could only be described as a fantasy.1

"Don't be discouraged. Soldiers are strong by themselves, not to mention the fact that the people outside are all weapon kings. It's normal for you to lose to them. However, what you lacked in strength was training and fighting."

"I know, Feiyu, I want to start fighting with those soldiers temporarily tomorrow. Can I fight with you when my strength has increased?"

Hearing Ling Mengyan's words, Mo Feiyu was stunned for a moment. However, he quickly understood Ling Mengyan's intention.

"Is it because I have been lenient? "Oh you, I know you want to become stronger as soon as possible, but you have to grasp a certain level of power for every single thing. You should have heard the words' too much 'right?"

"But, my enemy won't show mercy. Feiyu, no matter how hard you pretend, you won't be able to treat me as your opponent. This training shouldn't be a good thing for me. Feiyu, just promise me."

Looking at Ling Mengyan, Mo Feiyu didn't say anything for a long time. Logically speaking, letting Ling Mengyan fight with the soldiers was the fastest way to increase her strength, but doing so was also the hardest for Ling Mengyan.

"I understand. Mengyan, I can agree to your request, but I have to stay by your side. Sometimes, it's not good to train too hard." After pondering for a long time, Mo Feiyu finally agreed to Ling Mengyan's request.

"Feiyu's the best." As she spoke, Ling Mengyan lightly kissed Mo Feiyu.

Facing such a childish Ling Mengyan, Mo Feiyu only smiled lovingly. As he continued to busy himself with his dinner, Ling Mengyan naturally helped out from the side. Soon, a sumptuous dinner was prepared. The sensible Xiao Qi also came over to help with the food. Mo Yue was still the person who could eat the most for dinner, followed by Xiao Qi. Everyone found Xiao Qi's bulging stomach funny, causing her to blush in embarrassment.

After dinner, Mo Yaru went upstairs to her room while the others stayed in the living room to play with Mo Yue and Xiao Qi. After resting for a while, Ling Mengyan went to the bathroom to take a bath. Mo Yue, on the other hand, followed Ling Mengyan to take a bath. Ling Mengyan returned to her room after showering. Mo Yue also returned to her own room. After that, Chen Qingling washed with Xiao Qi, and finally Mo Feiyu.

After showering, Mo Feiyu, who was wearing a bathrobe, came upstairs. He looked at Ling Mengyan, who was seriously studying at the desk. Mo Feiyu lightly pinched her cheek.

"You're annoying. Don't pinch my face. What if you break it?"

"How could that be? How could I bear to break it?" "Plus, even if you destroy my Mengyan, she's actually the prettiest."

"Hmph, such flowery words."

"Alright, let's not talk about this. Take off your clothes."

"Ah!" When Ling Mengyan heard Mo Feiyu tell her to take off her clothes, she subconsciously thought that Mo Feiyu wanted to put her on the spot and instantly blushed.

"Don't think too much. You've been fighting with someone for the entire afternoon. You must be injured. Let me take a look."

"Oh, who told you not to make things clear. For you to strip me as soon as you've started, everyone will think that you're trying to be a hooligan." Even though she said so, Ling Mengyan still took off her clothes.

Compared to before, this time, Ling Mengyan was not as shy as before. After all, she had already calmly met Mo Feiyu, and Ling Mengyan was actually prepared to give herself to Mo Feiyu. Even if Mo Feiyu wanted her now, she would not resist.

Mo Feiyu frowned as he took off his clothes. He saw that Ling Mengyan's entire body was bruised. It was obvious that she had been beaten quite a few times this afternoon. Mo Feiyu's heart seemed to be bleeding as he looked at the wounds on Ling Mengyan's body. He really wanted to stop this training, but he knew he couldn't. Ling Mengyan was not a canary in his cage, but his wife, someone who shared his view of the stars, so she had to become stronger.

"Mengyan, you've suffered." Looking at Ling Mengyan who was covered in wounds, Mo Feiyu really didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, it's nothing. It's just a superficial wound. I have to be careful to protect myself."

Mo Feiyu didn't say anything. Instead, he started to use his zhenqi to treat Ling Mengyan. The silt and steel gradually dispersed, restoring Ling Mengyan's snow-white skin. When the last bruise disappeared, Mo Feiyu pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly, not willing to let go.

"Feiyu, I'm fine. I'm really fine. It's just a superficial wound and it doesn't hurt too much. I'll be careful not to hurt myself tomorrow." Sensing Mo Feiyu's abnormality, Ling Mengyan hugged him tightly and said.

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