The two looked at each other for a long time. Although Xiao Lige was a head shorter than Mo Zifei, she was not even half as powerful as Mo Zifei.

In the end, Mo Zifei was defeated. He took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and looked away: "Xiao Lige, I got you pregnant to save your life. If someone discovers that you are not pregnant in the future,

If you are not pregnant, then I can only sacrifice my troops to protect my commander and throw you out."

Xiao Lige suddenly felt a sense of sadness in her heart. Her husband actually told herself that in order to save himself, he had to throw her out.

The other uninjured hand was suddenly held by Mo Zifei. She reflexively wanted to withdraw her hand, but Mo Zifei refused to let him go and still held her hand tightly.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Lige was a little scared.

"That whip is soaked in poisonous water. If you still want to live, then just stand still." Mo Zifei said calmly.

Only then did Xiao Lige realize that the wound was really itchy, and the color of the wound had also changed a bit, turning into lavender. This was not a good sign.

With no other choice, Xiao Lige had no choice but to be pulled by him. But Mo Zifei made no next move, he just looked at the wound as if he was thinking about something.

She became anxious and urged: "Then you should think of a solution quickly. I don't want my whole body to turn purple! If my whole body turns purple, I will never be done with that man!"

"Then tell me first, how did you get this wound?" Mo Zifei withdrew his gaze and focused it on Xiao Lige's face.

She bit her lip, wondering whether she should tell the truth. What if he told the truth and he knew that she was going to run away, and then he got angry and left her to feed the zombies? Her attitude was so tough at the time, but in fact it was not

I was really sure that this kid wouldn't do that. After all, she was his side wife now. If he threw his side wife to feed the zombies, the other zombies would definitely gossip.

However, there is no guarantee that he will...

"You won't tell me, right? Then I'm leaving." Mo Zifei didn't know what kind of magic he used, but he disappeared out of thin air.

"You..." Xiao Lige looked at the air and her eyes widened. Is this magic?

Knowing in his heart that Mo Zifei must not have left, he gritted his teeth and said in defeat: "I said, I said it's not okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zifei appeared at the same place as before, with his arms crossed and a condescending look.

Xiao Lige had no choice but to tell her what she wanted to escape from, but she didn't need An Ye's zombie in the whole story. An Ye had saved her life, but she couldn't betray anyone else!

"It turns out that Mei Gui didn't recognize you. Who told you to say that you were a maid?" Mo Zifei frowned: "Listen to me, don't even think about running away. You were relying on me that night!"

"Escape?" Xiao Lige was about to cry but had no tears: "If I had known earlier that running away would be like this, I wouldn't have run away even if you beat me to death!"

Mo Zifei felt better now and made up his mind. He stretched out his hand to slightly lift Xiao Lige's hand and leaned forward with his lips.

A soft feeling on the arm.

Soon, the softness left again, and a small mouthful of black blood spit out from Mo Zifei's mouth.

He was actually sucking out the poison for her.

One mouthful after another, in the end, Xiao Lige couldn't stand it anymore.
Chapter completed!