Chapter 547: His name is Kongying

It's just that Situ Ling didn't expect that there would be such a powerful and cold man beside Han Fei.
Han Fei made Mu Miaomiao no longer need to kneel, but he also put an end to their intention to approach here, and as for Situ Ling, who has passed out into a coma, don't expect Han Fei to take action.
Situ Ling was sturdy and received the foot of the masked person. The internal organs were injured, and the ribs were broken. The injury was not so easy to deal with. Mu Miaomiao, who was not good enough in medical skills, could only be simple. I dealt with it a bit, but more can't be done. I can only send the meeting to the organ city as soon as possible.
But Mu Miaomiao was quietly relieved, at least now Situ Ling must lie down, which means that she has no chance to offend Han Fei again, and she doesn't need to clean up the mess again! No one likes to always kneel down!
When those breathing sounds were gone, Han Fei felt that the air was much fresher, and she said casually, "Sit down."
There was a rustling sound in his ear, and the man seemed to sit down, and he could feel the hot gas he exhaled.
Han Fei smiled and said, "Thank you."
The man said, "Thank you."
Han Fei paused and said, "What you did just now."
"No need."
"Anyway, at least you made me feel more at ease during the time when I was not used to it, even if I didn't know who you were."
"Ok."
Han Fei didn't know, because of her words, the face under the mask couldn't help but curl her lips.
"You don't want to tell me who you are, so you have to tell me a name. I can't keep calling you."
The man seemed to ponder for a while before he said: "...Kong Ying."
"An empty shadow? That's right, you are like a shadow, appearing inexplicably, without an identity, like a shadow."
Han Fei raised her head and lay on the ground directly, not minding the dirt on the ground, lying with her arm as a pillow, even if she could not see the stars above her head at this moment, it did not affect her appreciation of the beauty at this moment.
"My name is Han Fei, also called... Fatty."
When Han Fei uttered the last two words, she brought her attention to the extreme, trying hard to feel whether the breathing of the people around her fluctuated, but to her disappointment, no, no reaction at all.
That person seemed to hear a strange name.
Han Fei couldn't tell how she felt at the moment, it was a kind of loss that could not be described in words, and a touch of disappointment.
She turned and lay on her side, curling herself up a bit.
"Han Fei."
The man called.
Han Fei answered dullly, and said, "What are you doing? What do you tell me to do."
"have a rest."
"……Ok."
"I will watch the night, so don't worry."
Han Fei said hesitantly, "Don't you need to rest?"
"Go to sleep."
What a domineering person. Han Fei thought. Then she closed her eyes.
Han Fei meant that she would not fall asleep. After all, she had experienced too many things this night, especially now that her eyes were still something that could not be solved.
But she miscalculated, and it didn't take long before she fell into a deep sleep, breathing smoothly.
She is too tired.
Shortly after Han Fei fell asleep, the masked man Kong Ying turned his head and looked at her quietly. The cold and merciless eyes in Mu Miaomiao and Situ Ling's eyes were wearing a touch of him at this moment. The tenderness that comes.
Then the mask man untied his robe and gently covered Han Fei's body.
Strangely speaking, Han Fei, who was always alert even when she fell asleep, did not wake up when the masked man approached.
The mask man carefully pressed her robe, then got up, picked up some firewood, and lit the flame, which caused the temperature to rise a little and Han Fei fell asleep more.
On the other side, Mu Miaomiao, who looked at Han Fei from time to time, realized that when he noticed the mask man’s actions, he understood in his heart that this mask man is afraid that he has a deep friendship with Han girl, and is another powerful existence. He is wary of Han girl in his heart. She was not lowered because she was blind, but more respected.
No words for a night.
When the sky slowly rose and the fish belly was white, Han Fei trembled her eyelashes and opened her eyes in a daze. She didn't wake up completely, and muttered to herself when she found that all she saw was pitch black. Why is it still dark?"
Kong Ying's voice resounded beside him.
"It's dawn."
Han Fei snorted when she heard the words, her expression was still bleak, and it took a while before she came back to her senses, and said, "That's right, I forgot that I can't see it now, it will always be night."
Kong Ying walked over in silence and said, "It won't last long, I have prepared food for you."
Han Fei just wanted to get up when her outer robe fell off. She froze for a moment, fumbled and picked up the outer robe, which still had a floral fragrance on it, and said, "This is yours?"
"Ok."
The mask man took his robe very casually. As he approached, Han Fei asked for another floral fragrance, but this floral fragrance was much more elegant than last night, like gardenia. It smells quite comfortable.
"You changed the taste?"
"Ok."
"You are really interesting. In order to prevent me from smelling you, you changed the smell."
Kong Ying did not speak.
Han Fei moved her nose and followed the source of the fragrance of flowers, and said, "You also made a sachet?"
"Ok."
"Hey, Kongying, you are so ingenious!"
There is also a playful tone in the tone.
The mask man didn't want to answer, and said directly: "Take a turn over."
Han Fei was still smiling, even when she was on the road, she was still smiling, and she seemed to be in a good mood, not at all depressed as a blind person.
Overlord’s hoofs were almost healed, and she could walk with her, but she could not see or command Overlord, but the masked man was holding the reins, and Han Fei sat on the horse.
The grumpy Overlord miraculously did not resist the approach of the masked person. If Han Fei felt the overlord tremble a bit, she might have thought that the Overlord liked the masked person, but in reality the Overlord was threatened.
The group of people walked quite peacefully.
A few days have passed, Han Fei’s eyes still haven’t recovered, but she is getting used to the invisible life, and her anxiety is getting less and less. Now she can distinguish everything with a faint voice. Good thing.
The journey was getting faster and faster, and the shadow of the Institution City slowly appeared. Finally, they arrived at the Institution City, and everyone was ashamed.
Han Fei sat, "Kong Ying, are we there yet?"
"Ok."
Han Fei got off the horse neatly, but at this moment, her eyes were covered with a layer of white cloth.