cold wings

"Dark Lord, how is the situation now?"

The bewitching fiery red hair scattered all over Feng Qisheng's body. When he came to the main hall, a bloody yin energy dispersed, covering the faint fragrance of Longyan on Feng Qisheng's body.

Everywhere I saw corpses were strewn about, and blood flowed from the neck, watering the black magic rose.

"Find another person for this king!"

A gloomy voice came from behind the soft curtain, Feng Qisheng narrowed his red eyes, looked at a dead man next to him, and before he allowed the dead man to flinch, he grabbed his collar and threw it behind the soft curtain.

"Ah—" A heart-piercing scream swept through the crypt.

The dead man's body was thrown out from behind the soft curtain, mixed with dozens of corpses, rendering the petals of the black rose scarlet again.

The man in black came out slowly from behind the soft curtain. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on a bloody road into hell. There was still a trace of blood on his bright red lips, which was extraordinarily bewitching and beautiful.

"What's the matter?" The hoarse voice echoed in the cave full of undead.

"Let them gather all the people in five days and vow to destroy the Xingyue Palace. If they fail, they will become benevolent."

"You can't hold back at last, hehe..." The man in black laughed coldly, his black pupils were full of sharp blood, with a bit of contempt and coldness: "The timing is really just right ..."

The red eyes were contemptuous and disdainful, and Feng Qisheng continued: "People from Tianzhi and Diqi have all gone to the Xingyue Palace. I want to accompany Feng Qing so that he won't be suspicious. Go by yourself! Anyway, no one can hurt you with your strength. As for you, let alone Bingyixuan and Mu Han's injuries should not be healed yet!"

Breathing was suffocated instantly, and the whole hall became gloomy and cold again.

The bloody lips of the man in black curled up again, his eyes full of resentment: "It doesn't matter, my king has a lot of pets..."

"One more thing."

Feng Qisheng took out an object from his waist, and a piece of shining jade pendant lay quietly in Feng Qisheng's hands.

"Feng Yu?" The black eyes suddenly narrowed, and the hoarse and slightly surprised words overflowed: "What do you mean?"

The red eyes slowly looked at the man in black, and the seductive fiery long hair covered his seductive face: "The meaning is very clear. Feng Yu is Feng Lan's personal item, but I found it on Feng Qing's body. What do you think I want to do?" ?”

"Destroyed?"

"Yes, my spiritual power can only fuse, so I have to ask you!"

The black ghost cave is full of bloody atmosphere. The man in black stands among the black roses stained with blood. He is as elegant as a willow bank in the breeze. His gentle smile seems to clean the door of this turbid region. elegance.

Feng Qing stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the man in black standing opposite him with slightly rippling black eyes.

"You know, once a person who doesn't like me steps into the Nether Catacombs, he won't be able to get out." The man in black's voice was hoarse and unbearable, and there was a trace of indifferent coldness in his deep and sinister eyes.

"If I didn't know your rules, I wouldn't come here." Feng Qing smiled like the wind, and didn't mind, but the light in his black eyes was cold.

"Hehe, how courageous." The man in black laughed coldly: "Feng Yu has already fallen into the hands of this king, Feng Qing, you mean that this king is still transparent. But what has fallen into this king's hands, you Still want to go back... haha..."

Feng Qing lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "You know your strength...isn't enough!"

A chilly air permeated the surroundings of the two of them, and the two pairs of incomprehensible black eyes were filled with the same contempt and scorn, and the invisible smile was all over the eyes.

Suddenly, the face of the man in black was covered with clouds. On the surface, he seemed to be carefree, but deep down, he was complicated and unpredictable. Such a person is indeed terrifying.

"interesting."

The man in black raised his chin, he didn't know much about people like Feng Qing.

"Do you know who sent Feng Yu here?" The man in black's smile became more and more incomprehensible.

"So what if you know..." Feng Qing smiled unabated: "So what if you don't know..."

The man in black suddenly laughed, a trace of childish and ridiculous contempt flashed in his blood-colored black pupils.

"Think that sentence is ridiculous?"

"It's really interesting..." Hei Tong, the man in black, also remained calm: "However, you are sure to go back."

"Thank you."

The man in black was stunned, obviously he didn't want Feng Qing to say it directly.Throwing Feng Yu to him, he smiled even more, as if with some anticipation: "Just give it to you!"

Feng Qing took it, still smiling like a spring breeze, turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing the unchanged expression of the man in black, the surprised gaze of the man in black flickered away, and then he said with a bit of admiration, "Not bad!"

"Let's go." Feng Qing's voice was still as weak as before, and his figure had already left the Nether Catacombs.

"Hahaha, as expected of Feng Qisheng's fancy." The man in black had a playful look on his face.

The figure in the distance must be there, and a strange light flashed across the plain black pupil in an instant: "Why don't you say it's Feng Qisheng whom I have a crush on?"

The smile on the lips of the man in black froze for a moment, and then stretched out again, but his brows were furrowed, and a trace of confusion that did not belong to him began to fill his quiet eyes, like the intertwined ripples in a calm lake, which could no longer be stop.