Chapter 8 If Meng'er disagrees, none of you can force her to get married!

The crisp sound was emitted from his own heart. Even in the sound that almost overturned the forest hall, it clearly echoed in his ear, and even the most subtle and lowest voice echoed in his mind.

He looked blankly at Lin Menger, whose face had become a little pale, and quietly looked at her white teeth biting her pale lips fiercely, flowing drops of extremely bright blood. He foolishly looked at her perfect beautiful jade hand and grasped the armrest of the chair tightly, crushing the armrest to the extreme, and looked at A drop of bright blood slowly escaped from the edge of Lin Menger's beautiful palm, adding a little thrilling beauty to the jade hand, which was already as perfect as porcelain.

ticking, Lin Feng felt a warm and wet thing flowing in his hand. Only then did she wake up from a dream and hurriedly took out her handkerchief to lose the blood between her lips, and then carefully held her hand like a treasure to gently brush away the wood chips and carefully bandage the wound. Then he felt that her hands were as cold as the unremitable cold on a snowy mountain.

"Meng'er..." Lin Feng shouted pitifully and shook her cold hand hard, trying to pass on the same poor temperature on her at this moment to warm her up.

"Ah?" Lin Menger turned her eyes to Lin Feng with difficulty and said blankly.

Looking at Lin Menger's empty and dull eyes and feeling the coldness of the frozen heart in his hand, Lin Feng bit his lips fiercely. He could feel that the moment he heard the news, Lin Menger's soul left the body.

His whole body is also cold. Who in the Lin clan doesn't know his special relationship with Lin Menger? Even if you don't know, the scene of Lin Menger running around her in her arms when she is in a coma is not blind, and she has seen it.

So, what kind of drama is the sudden engagement now? Are you happy and comfortable?

He looked coldly at Lin Xiong, but saw Lin Xiong with a smile on the corners of his mouth and then gently pointed to his waist.

There is a sign around his waist.

A brand that I don't know what material is.

A brand that has been handed down since the first year of Yonghe.

A sign that represents the incompetentness of the Lin people, the highest authority of the Lin people.

The brand is black and cold. Just like Lin Feng's heart at this moment.

Lin Feng felt that his hand was getting colder and colder, and his hand was getting colder and colder.

Gently surrounded Lin Menger's pale and cold hands with his own hands.

There was a lot of noise outside, and everyone was either excited or depressed, shouting or cheering happily.

But this world is independent, silent, cold, and a little desperate.

One person half squatted quietly, one sitting quietly, and the two cold hands held tightly together.

This world is as cold as winter, with four eyes facing each other and holding hands.

The quietly dripping blood on Lin Feng's lips slowly dyed their clenched hands, as if the peach blossoms were shining in March.

I don't know when the surroundings slowly calmed down, and only the torch burned and made a crackling crisp sound in the air.

Feeling the sweetness and fishy in his mouth, Lin Feng let go of Lin Menger's hand and stood up.

He took off his clothes and wrapped Lin Menger tightly, and then put Lin Menger's pale and cold hands into the pocket of his clothes. He gently liberated Lin Menger's lips bitten by her teeth again.

"Dream. Don't be afraid." Lin Feng smiled, but the smile looked a little oozing on the face that was smeared with a few wisps of blood, but it was a little gloomy and cruel.

Lin Menger's soul seemed to have returned to its position at this moment. She looked at the blood on Lin Feng's face and gently wiped it for him. He nodded gently, and then tightened Lin Feng's clothes, wrapped himself tightly, and put his hands back into his pocket.

"Ha ha..." Seeing that Menger finally returned to normal, Lin Feng was finally relieved.

Turning around and looking at the fire Xu Wei standing behind him, Lin Feng smiled brightly.

Xu Wei retreated a few steps in fear and looked at Lin Feng's cowardly walking slowly towards him and dared not speak.

"Do you want to marry Meng'er?" Lin Feng stood and looked at him fixedly and asked, with a gentle expression.

"..." Looking at the gentle smile on Lin Feng's face, Xu Wei felt that his heart was very cold.

"No talk?" Lin Feng tilted his head, then scratched his head in distress and said, "That's what you don't want now?"

Then he stopped looking at Huo Xuwei and turned to Huo Batian and said, "Look, your nephew doesn't like Menger anymore. So the so-called two love each other, there is no need for Qin and Jin to be good.

Xu Wei, who woke up after hearing this, thought about his previous cowardice and lowered his head in shame, but soon he argued loudly, "Who said I don't like Menger anymore? I like her very much. I must marry her."

Ignoring the happy laughter on Huo Batian's face, Lin Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Xu Wei angrily.

"Try again that you like dreams." Lin Feng's voice is like a knife-like cold wind in the cold winter.

The fire Xu Wei, trembled like a grass swinging left and right in the winter wind, summoned up his courage this time. Although he was still afraid, he still firmly looked directly into Lin Feng's eyes and said stubbornly, "I just like Menger, how about it? I just want to marry her!"

"Good! There is backbone." Lin Feng patted his bloody hands gently, and then he took out his hand like a flashlight, grabbed Xu Wei's neck fiercely and pressed it on the table and said coldly, "Do you still want to marry Menger now?"

"I want it!" Xu Wei, who was forced to go to a dead end, seemed to have abandoned all the cowardice in his body. He stared at Lin Feng's emotionless eyes and said stubbornly, "What should I do? If you have guts, kill me!"

"How could I kill you?" Lin Feng shook his head and helped Huo Xuwei up from the table, but pulled his clothes. A cruel smile flashed on his face, and then his fist waved out quickly.

As his fist fell fiercely on Xu Wei's stomach, Lin Feng's crazy words also resounded through the quiet world: "Don't drink wine. Since you still want to marry Menger, I'll fight until you don't marry!"

All this happened between the electric stone fire. Lin Feng's action was unimaginable. Before Lin Xiong's fire did not react, he had broken two bones of Huo Xu Wei fiercely.

"Lin Feng, are you crazy?" Lin Xiong looked at the dripping sweat oozing from Xu Wei's forehead and reacted. He quickly rushed over and angrily grabbed Lin Feng's fist, which was still about to force people to die.

As soon as he struggled hard, Lin Feng's fist got out of Lin Xiong's control, and he still waved his fist fiercely towards Huo Xu Wei.

A trace of anger flashed on Lin Xiong's face. Unexpectedly, he did not control Lin Feng. In full view of the public, where did this make his face go? At present, he has ten successful efforts to hold Lin Feng's hand again.

"Are you really crazy? Please pay attention to your identity in public. Lin Xiong said in a low voice.

After earning, Lin Feng stopped the violence. OK.

"The marriage between Menger and Xu Wei was jointly decided by me and the fire patriarch. You can vent your dissatisfaction with me. Why bother Xu Wei? In broad daylight, you beat Xu Wei like that, and where did you put the face of the Lin people? Lin Xiong looked at Lin Feng's anger and was overjoyed. He finally caught one of your weaknesses, but his face was a righteous lesson.

"Good. Let go of me first." Lin Feng looked at Lin Xiong and said softly.

looked at Lin Feng with some vigilance, but it was not the solution to control it all the time. Lin Xiong gently let go of his hand, but his body stood quietly in front of the fire Xu Wei, isolating the possibility of Lin Feng's murder again.

"According to what you said before, this is the relationship between Menger and Huo Xu Wei. Did you get married in order to finally get married?" Lin Feng looked into Lin Xiong's eyes and asked.

"This..." Lin Xiong looked at Lin Feng angrily but still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"That's good!" Lin Feng turned to Menger and carefully pulled back her hair blown by the wind and pin it to her ear. Then he looked at her and asked gently, "Meng'er, would you like to marry Xu Wei, the fire of that fire clan?"

Shaking her head gently, Lin Menger looked at Lin Feng worriedly.

"Look, Meng'er doesn't want to. So your son of a bitch is just the wishful thinking of the fire clan. Lin Feng looked at Lin Xiong spread out his hands with a smile on his face.

"I didn't hear it myself." Lin Xiong felt that he had suffered less humiliation in his life than tonight. If he could, he couldn't wait for Lin Feng to disappear from his eyes immediately.

Why didn't Lin Jian die in the ring? Lin Xiong's eyes became more and more gloomy and angry.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng's eyes looked at the black sign at Lin Jian's waist and felt a little unwilling. If it hadn't been for the fact that you were the patriarch, what you did today would have been enough for me to blow your head.

"Meng'er, tell them directly." Lin Feng looked at Lin Xiong with a sneer and said, "Some people's eyes are blind and can't see anything. I hope their two ears are not white and long, and they are not deaf and can't hear!"

"I don't want to." Lin Menger said word by word, and her eyes looking at Lin Feng became more and more worried.

"Do you hear it now?" Lin Feng turned around and stared at Lin Xiong coldly.

"So what?" Lin Xiong waved his hand angrily and said, "This is the decision of the Lin clan, and it will never change."

"Is it?" Hearing this, Lin Feng suddenly smiled, and people heard a soft but firm voice: "If Menger disagrees, none of you can force her to marry!"