The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils Chapter 7

Feng Chenling opened his eyes. What projected into his eyes was not that empty darkness, but the light he had always yearned for for so long, causing him to feel some initial disbelief. What exactly had happened in the course of that evening, and why would his eyes suddenly return? He could still clearly remember that his eyeb.a.l.l.s had been gouged out by Mo Qingyu; in this lifetime, Feng Chenling had never dared to hope that he would ever see the sunlight again.

Who would have thought, that there would be a day where light was restored to his life.

Suddenly Feng Chenling recalled something, turning his head, seeing Mo Qingli silently lying by his side. It was just that the originally fair and rosy face was now completely pale, without even a single trace of blood visible.

On Feng Chenling’s face flashed through a trace of loathing. Could it be that she had wanted to make her moves after rendering him unconscious?

Hehe… Inwardly laughing in contempt, Feng Chenling strew apart the blankets that had been covering his body. Shooting a glance at his body, Feng Chenling suddenly became alarmed; in just one night, the lash marks on his body had miraculously completely disappeared.

Looking at the wan-complexioned Mo Qingli, was it her? Feng Chenling’s heart was filled to the brim with questions. But how, exactly, had she helped him, and furthermore, how was it possible for her to have such a mysterious ability?

Everyone in the Motian Dynasty knew that this sixth princess Mo Qingli was incomparably stupid, a useless princess that didn’t know how to do anything. But, everything in front of his eyes right now, how could it be explained? His eyes, the scars on his body, in the s.p.a.ce of one night everything had healed.

“Blood… blood……”

A low muttering roused Feng Chenling from his meditation. He moved closer to the person in front of him, touching that weak and fragile shoulder. He now lacked most of his former loathing; instead, this touch caused Feng Chenling’s heart to ripple slightly. “Mo Qingli, what are you saying.”

Mo Qingli, in order to cure the lash marks on Feng Chenling’s body, had already used a great deal of magic power. Later, in order to heal both of Feng Chenling’s eyes, she had almost consumed all of the magic power in her body until there was nothing left. Furthermore, ever since she had attached herself to the body of the sixth princess, Mo Qingli had obviously sensed that her own magic power had seemingly became restricted, and could not be used as she pleased as she had done before, rendering her almost incapable of fully putting her magic to use. If this was still as before, for situations like curing wounds, she would have absolutely not exhausted her body and fainted.

The current Mo Qingli only felt that she was extremely hungry, and urgently needed “food” to replenish her body and energy. In addition, her food for the past ten thousand years or so was only of one variety, and that was fresh blood. Although she did not necessarily need human blood, the more pure the blood was the more she like it, and the odor that Feng Chenling’s body emitted was currently the flavour that she liked most…

What’s more, this kind of flavor was just within reach.

“I, I want… blood.”

After she had finished talking, Mo Qingli hooked both of her arms around Feng Chenling’s neck. In one moment of inattentiveness, Feng Chenling was pressed against Mo Qingli’s body, her chest possessing the softness that was unique to females. Feng Chenling’s face became an unnatural shade of red; it was said that in the early morning, a person’s s.e.xual appet.i.te was the strongest. Right now her eyes hadn’t even opened yet, but was she already impatient for him?

On Feng Chenling’s face was a mix of confusion, expectation, and some fear. However, he obediently leaned over on Mo Qingli’s body, remaining unmoving.

“Hiss~~~” In a movement completely contrary to what Feng Chenling had imagined, there was a sudden pain on his neck as if he had been bitten. Feng Chenling tightly bit his lip, swallowing the shout of pain deep into his stomach. This pain, in regard to Feng Chenling, was nothing at all.