When Su Moliang heard this, he remembered the content on the drawing. She had already been full of questions, and now she couldn't wait to know the truth. She asked solemnly, "Feng Moxie, who are you and why

With the portrait of Yun Qiange, what is the relationship between you and Yun Qiange?"

Since she was hit by him, she had no other concerns and simply asked clearly.

He kept muttering about Yun Qiange in his dreams, and drew so many portraits about her, which must have been closely related to her.

But she didn't understand why this woman related to Feng Moxie appeared in her illusion?

So, she wanted to know the truth and everything about Yun Qiange!

Feng Moxie seemed to have not expected that she had already known Yun Qiange's existence. A rare surprise flashed in her purple eyes, "It seems that you have also recovered your memories of your previous life!"

"Previous life!" Hearing such words, Su Moliang's head seemed to have thunder exploded, his eyes were shattered and his face was pale.

She stared at Feng Moxie in disbelief, unable to withstand such a blow, and shook her head unwillingly, "What's the past life! I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Since you know that Yun Qiange's existence, you must have remembered something. Why do you have to pretend to be stupid in front of me? Yun Qiange!" In the darkness, Feng Moxie's lips raised lightly, and his deep and charming voice was filled with

A little mocking coldness, he called the last three words very lightly and dragged very slowly, but when it fell into Su Moliang's heart, she was worth a lot of money, which shocked her to take two steps back, and she had always been calm and composed.

His face turned blue-gray in an instant.

Yun Qiange!

He called her Yun Qiange!

If she was Yun Qiange, then would Lou Yeyuan be Jun Haocang?

Does that mean that she killed Jun Haocang with her own hands in her previous life?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Moliang's mind suddenly echoed the curse that Lou Yeyuan made when he died with hatred.

The roar of sorrow, so desperate, and hatred still echoed in her ears until now, like a hand, grabbing her heart hard, making her so suffocate that she couldn't breathe.

Thinking that Jun Haocang's previous life might have died in his own hands, Su Mo was as cold as cold water, and his whole body was cold. He shook his head hard, "No! I'm not Yun Qiange! You are lying! You are talking nonsense!"

Feng Moxie saw that she was so repelling this identity. Her deep purple eyes flashed through the sarcastic cold light, and her cold tone seemed to be a smile, with a cold smell, "It seems that she has recalled bad things.

Yes, there is no good thing in your memory.”

At this time, Su Moliang was quite excited, staring at Feng Moxie with scarlet eyes, gritting his teeth and shouting excitedly, "Answer me! Why did you draw the portrait of Yun Qiange, what is your relationship with her?

?”

In that illusion, she had never seen Feng Moxie and had no impression of the face in front of her.

So, she didn't understand why Feng Moxie knew about her previous life and why she knew that she was Yun Qiange!

Listening to his tone, I know a lot!

When Fen Tianjun heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered, "Didn't you ask me to draw it? Why did you ask me about it?"

Hearing this, Su Moliang suddenly remembered.

When she treated him, she asked him what he had dreamed of, but he didn't mention it at all and didn't want to reveal it, so she suggested that he draw down what he saw in his dream to vent his inner pressure.

It seems that the scenes in these paintings were all seen in his dreams!

But why did the events of her previous life appear in his dream?

"Feng Moxie, who are you? Why did you dream of these things? What else do you know!" Su Moliang was shocked and was full of doubts about his identity.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is why you appeared in my study? I remember that I haven't summoned you tonight!" Feng Moxie's low and cold voice mixed with obvious anger

meaning.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Su Moliang's behavior of breaking into his imperial study.

After he asked this, Su Moliang immediately remembered the purpose of her coming to the study.

Thinking that Lin Wan'er's life was in full swing and she urgently needed an antidote, she could only temporarily hold back the questions in her heart, try to calm herself down, and said seriously, "I'm here to find an antidote, you can hand over Lin Wan'er's antidote!"

"Anti-drug? What antidote?" Feng Moxie narrowed his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little confused about her words.

When Su Moliang heard this question, his heart suddenly felt angry and gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Moxie, it's at this critical moment. Are you still going to pretend to be stupid!"

Feng Moxie narrowed his eyes and frowned and asked, "I haven't poisoned her, how can I say an antidote?"

"Feng Moxie, when do you want to pretend? Lin Wan'er was hit by your pupil technique. Now she is almost dead. You still dare to argue!" Su Moliang was so angry that he breathed and scolded him unbearably.

"Has I been hit by the eye technique?" Feng Moxie gradually understood when he heard this. However, facing Su Moliang's accusation, his face became extremely ugly, and his voice was even colder and trembling, "You

Do you think this is what I did?”

"In this Nine Netherworld, you only have a rare secret technique like Eye Technique. If you are not you, who else can you be!" Su Moliang snorted angrily, his tone filled with full of disgust.

Hearing this, Feng Moxie's face suddenly sank, and his purple eyes suddenly shot out a fierce murderous aura. Then he swept his body and suddenly approached Su Moliang's body, choking her neck.

At this moment, he seemed to have been stimulated by something, his expression became extremely ferocious, staring at Su Moliang sinisterly, his voice so depressing that it makes people breathless, "In your eyes, I am really so despicable, so

Is it unforgivable?"

Although Su Moliang could not resist him, his expression was so stubborn that he refused to bow his head. He looked back at his sinister gaze in resentment, "You know very well in your heart, why bother asking me in such a way!"

Receiving the hatred gushing out of those black eyes, Feng Moxie's heart seemed to be severely damaged, and a heart-warming pain surged, and his handsome face turned pale as white as paper.

At this time, he was extremely manic when stimulated by Su Moliang, and even more powerful in his hand, he roared with gritted teeth, "It's this kind of eyes again! From the past to now, what he faced me is always this kind of eyes! I'm just

Is it so despising you?”

Su Moliang grinned with a sarcasm at the corner of his lips and replied coldly, "You injured Jun Haocang and imprisoned me here again. It's hard not to hate you!"

"Jun Haocang! It's Jun Haocang again! From the past to now, there is only Jun Haocang in your eyes! You look at me, the man standing in front of you is Feng Moxie, not Jun Haocang! You can see it clearly for me.

!” Feng Moxie's angrily roar was deafening, and even Su Moliang was startled by his fierce reaction.

"Feng Moxie, are you crazy?" Su Moliang didn't understand what stimulation he was, and he had such a big reaction.
Chapter completed!