In addition to suffering a lot at his hands, old master Li made a prompt decision and sent him out of the city to recuperate on the mountain.
Thinking back to his previous life, the conflict between him and Li Feihuan was getting deeper and deeper.
Now that Nalan Yanran asked him this, he didn't know what kind of blood feud there was. He just felt that there was no room for two tigers on one mountain.
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On the other side, Zhao Siqing was still in the same room when she woke up.
She slowly got up and leaned against the headboard. She could not help but remember what had happened before the explosion.
At that time, she was staring at Huo Jingchen when she suddenly heard a violent explosion. There was a burst of smoke and gravel in front of her. Before she could react, her body began to fall rapidly. She was so shocked that she subconsciously held her stomach tightly.
She landed on a very soft water bed. Before she could get up, she was hit hard on the back of her neck and completely lost consciousness.
Zhao Siqing lowered her head to look at the small wounds on her body that had been splattered. She could not help but frown.
So it wasn't the explosives on her body that exploded, but another place.
So, the person Li Feihuan wanted to die wasn't her, but Huo Jingchen?
No, if something really happened to Huo Jingchen, Li Feihuan wouldn't have locked her in here anymore. He should have let her go.
What was Li Feihuan trying to do... ...
Just as Zhao Siqing's thoughts ran wild, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Li Feihuan walked in.
"How do you feel? " Li Feihuan asked in a warm and calm voice, as if they had been friends for many years.
"Is Huo Jingchen okay? " Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked slowly.
Li Feihuan stood by the bed and looked straight at her with his clear eyes.
Zhao Siqing did not avoid looking at him. The man's eyes were warm and there was not much emotion in them. However, for some reason, one could feel the coldness under the calm.
His face, which was supposed to be as calm as a lotus, looked especially enchanting under the red mole between his eyebrows. It was hard to tell the good from the evil.
Neither of them said anything until Li Feihuan pulled a chair and sat down by the bed. He said gently, "he's probably dead. "
Zhao Siqing was slightly stunned and a little absent-minded.
She only remembered that after the loud noise and the fire, she could not see anything. She could not even see his figure.
He was so close to her. Did something really happen?
Li Feihuan leaned against the back of the chair unhurriedly. He played with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and quietly observed Zhao Siqing's expression.
The Room was silent for a long time. Zhao Siqing said softly, "He won't die. If he's dead, you should take me to see his body. "
Li Feihuan smiled and did not deny it. His warm eyes fell on Zhao Siqing and said gently, "I have always known what kind of person Huo Jingchen is, but it is precisely because I know him that I am even more curious about his obsession with you. "
Zhao Siqing looked at him with a cold gaze and said slowly, "what do you want to say? "
"Why would he like you? " Li Feihuan said slowly with a probing look in his eyes.
Zhao Siqing did not say anything. Obviously, she could not give an answer to this question.
Li Feihuan, on the other hand, continued to speak, his tone a little weaker. "What do you like about him? "
Zhao Siqing remained silent. However, his appearance kept flashing in front of her eyes. He was jealous, acting coquettishly, angry, angry, sad... ...
Others said that he was ruthless and that she was cold.
However, the word 'love' was the most unsolvable. Unknowingly, the roots of love had already been deeply rooted.
The Buddha bead in Li Feihuan's hand slowly spun as if it was telling a story. He said softly, "if nothing unexpected happened, he should think that you are dead. "