Chapter 2012 Crazy Man

Feng Qingchen was slightly injured on his arm, and the black armor was stained with blood.

Xue Lingqiao quickly bandaged him.

Lie Yan watched from the side, and for some reason, he felt a little different.

After worshiping the God of War for so many years, it was the first time that he saw the God of War defeat the enemy and get injured. Even though he was a love rival, Lie Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration and distress in his heart.

"Does it hurt?" Lie Yan couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

Feng Qingchen glanced at him coldly, and Lieyan instinctively shrank his neck and whispered, "I'm waiting for the letter you wrote to Lan...Princess Concubine. Do you want me to tell her about your injury?" "

Feng Qingchen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Lie Yan quickly waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't tell. Don't worry, I won't say anything!"

Feng Qingchen whispered: "I believe you will come and pick it up tomorrow morning. You can go wherever you need to go now!"

Lie Yan's eyes made Feng Qingchen feel a little uncomfortable, a bit like those women who coveted his beauty before!

How could Lie Yan be willing to retreat? In his eyes, Feng Qingchen was not a love rival, but an idol. He was the God of War he admired. It was not easy for him to see such a beautiful and mighty God of War...

In the end, Lie Yan was kicked out by Xue Lingqiao because Xue Lingqiao couldn't stand the man's obsessed gaze!

Xue Lingqiao bandaged Feng Qingchen's arm, and then couldn't help but tell her, "The injury is not serious, I'd better use less force. It's best not to do anything and rest!"

Feng Qingchen said nothing and just asked Xue Lingqiao to go out.

Xue Lingqiao knew that Feng Qingchen wanted to write a letter to An Yi, and also knew that he could not persuade her, so she could only carry the medicine box out of the tent.

Outside the tent, Lie Yan had almost transformed into the "Wangfu Stone" and looked eagerly into the tent. When he saw Xue Lingqiao coming out, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is his injury?"

Xue Lingqiao glanced at Lie Yan: "Very good, I won't die, you don't have to wait any longer!"

Lie Yan was startled: "Who said I expected him to die... Do you want to throw these away? I'll throw them away for you!"

Lie Yan suddenly found the tray in Xue Lingqiao's hand, which contained some cotton balls and gauze used to wipe Feng Qingchen's blood.

Xue Lingqiao was stunned. Lie Yan ran with the tray and laughed, a little excited.

"Didn't this Lie Yan keep saying that he wanted to steal my wife from me before? How did it become like this now?" Leng Jiu, who had been guarding outside the tent, stepped forward and asked, "I was looking inside just now, and she seemed to be very concerned about me. !”

"Who knows!" Xue Lingqiao snorted coldly, "You've been looking like a fool since just now!"

Leng Jiu spread his hands helplessly.

In the camp, Lie Yan looked at the blood cotton and got excited when he thought it was the blood of the God of War. He had to keep it well, preferably in his purse, so he could carry it with him!

Lieyan lowered his head and smelled the bloody cotton. Wow, the blood of the God of War!

Feng Qingchen wrote for half the night, and finally wrote a letter and handed it to Lieyan personally.

"You can't throw away the letter even after you die. It must be delivered on time, otherwise I will destroy your Lie family!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice.

Lie Yan looked at the man's beautiful and cold face in a daze: "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to you!"

Feng Qingchen looked at Lie Yan's obsessed eyes with disgust, and put on the black iron mask in displeasure.

Who knew that as soon as Feng Qingchen put on the mask, Lie Yan's obsessed eyes became even hotter and he kept staring at the mask.

"Have you seen enough?" Leng Jiu couldn't stand it any longer and kicked Lie Yan out of the house unceremoniously.

Lie Yan giggled. It would be great if he could get his idol to give him a pair of black iron masks!