cold wings

The rustling of the leaves by the wind, the desolate rubbing and the poignant singing, seemed to witness the cruelty and indifference of the world.

Once you step into bloody territory, there is no turning back.

They hurt others, don't they hurt themselves?People in the Feng family will have messed up spiritual power, which is fatal pain, and they have to contend with the inherent pain again and again.

And the existence of the Feng family is really as simple as it seems?They are cruel, but who knows what is behind their cruelty!Who sees what is behind the cruelty!Are they really the darlings of heaven?

The cold and lonely sky embraces everything in the world with its coldest embrace. Countless undead fall here, but they don't know what kind of life and death will be staged in the unknown tomorrow?

Feng Qing's arms held Feng Qisheng tightly in his arms, and the reflection of a red dress was in his eyes... "I don't care about anything..." The evil face Suddenly a hint of enchantment bloomed: "What do you think I really care about, I only want you to be by my side forever! Accompany me to die together, do you understand?!"

His eyelids were trembling slightly, and he opened the dream-like picture of his life... At this moment, Feng Qisheng felt that the distance between them seemed as far away as the sky, and he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch it... ...Through the gloomy tunnel, the moisture filled the entire palace building.

The fiery red embroidered robe is embellished with the only coquettish color in the cold, and as the iron gates are opened layer by layer, the will-o'-the-wisps burn faintly on the wall, like undead going to die.

"Stay outside." After Feng Qisheng ordered, he pressed the mechanism of the stone gate and merged into the unknown darkness.

It was a dungeon that was sealed off all around, and the sound of ticking water became the only note flowing in life, accompanying a man in the dark for an unknown number of years.

The white-haired man leaned against the stone wall, his disheveled long hair could not see clearly the wrinkled pale face, the severed meridian made him unable to move his stiff body, his empty eyes fixed on the disheveled weeds .

Feng Qisheng approached the man sitting in the weeds, his icy red eyes were as cold as snow in the Tianshan Mountains.

"Yes... are you here?"

The hoarse voice shocked Feng Qisheng for a moment, the voice was calm as if he had predicted it long ago, and a sad and heartbroken look suddenly flashed through his eyes without a trace of light.

"Fashion is bright."

"Hehe...you still remember the old man's name." His gray eyes were still as desolate as death, but there was a shallow self-deprecating smile in them.

"Let me ask you, do you still have juniors outside!" A cold light flashed in the bottom of the icy red eyes.

Feng Shangming raised his head slightly, pulled the chain around his neck, and made a crisp sound: "You want to make the Feng family a real Moxing family! You started planning a hundred years ago, and the head of the Feng family believed in you so much at that time, but now you Such behavior, Feng Lan, why didn't she look at you!"

Feng Qisheng suddenly fell silent.

"It seems that the old man guessed right, otherwise you wouldn't have come here in leisure." Feng Shangming's expression darkened, he couldn't see Feng Qisheng's expression at this moment: "Is Feng Lan already dead! Is the feather in your hand!"

Feng Qisheng's hands trembled frequently in the trembling, his eyelashes drooped down, covering his desolate and bright red eyes, and his unsteady eyes were shining with crystal grief.

Unable to feel the aura of the person in front of him, Feng Shangming's voice was as dark as a heavy iron: "Only they know the secrets in Feng Yu, and their reincarnations have already separated you?"

Feng Qisheng's voice trembled slightly: "Mu Han's soul is back, they have grown up, but for my big plan, I can't let them live, no!!"

Feng Shangming looked at him full of worry, his eyes were empty from the heartache in the darkness, how he wished that he would die of old age in a dark place, until he died, he could guard this secret forever.

"Answer me, is your junior still out there!"

The coolness spread all over Feng Shangming's body, and the flowing blood froze into frost in less than a quarter of an hour.

Feng Qisheng just felt the sad eyes piercing into his bones: "You really want to know? Even if I didn't tell my junior, I didn't seal the face of the original Feng family in my junior's memory!"

Feng Qisheng's heart suddenly panicked like never before.

Feng Shangming narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see through the separation of sorrows and joys in the world of mortals, and said indifferently: "They are destined to fall into the regret of being unable to stay together. If you can really prevent them from defeating Fu Wang, then you can also There is no need to rely on Fu Wang...otherwise Fu Wang would not be trapped by them and never see the light of day!"

Feng Qisheng closed his eyes lightly, and the long-lasting echo permeated deep in his heart.

"My whole life is destined to be carried out in the killing of sins, so I am not afraid of what the Feng family will become in the end. And if the Feng family does not have that kind of desire, how could I drive it? In the final analysis, it is just human greed, but I He took advantage of this!" The gleam in the red eyes swayed in the cold, like broken glass, hesitant.The cold palm wind penetrated Feng Shangming's chest, spraying blood all over the ground... Feng Shangming wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground again. He struggled desperately with the chains, and slowly crawled to the ground. That coquettish ice red.

"Feng Qisheng, the Feng family is doomed to be destroyed in your hands!"

"shut up!"