cold wings

That night, what they fought for was the right and plane of existence of Mu Han and Bing Yixuan.

Feng Qing raised his head and looked up at the black sky, his turbulent mood made him feel his body getting lighter and lighter, so light that it would disappear in a moment.

"It's all my fault that I got into the drama too deeply, and instead I was used by you..."

Feng Qisheng's face is a relieved smile, receding the killing intent all the time, and muttering to himself in a low and depressed voice: "I originally thought... there is no love in this world that can be trusted. I once said... .There is no love in this world..."

"Holy..." Feng Qing's expression is still cold and arrogant, but his voice is so light: "I used to be like you, I don't know how to love, I don't know how to love."

The white robed Feng Qisheng no longer looked at Feng Qing, turned around and walked towards the dark tomb, his long fiery red hair was blown up and scattered in the wind, and his cold but meaningful words overflowed: "But now, my wind Qi Sheng has learned..."

The light in Feng Qing's eyes flashed away, his faint smile was like a peach blossom, and his deep black eyes were full of gorgeous fiery red...The dirty clouds and mist were like black wings, and the blurred blood color diffused in the tomb, The eerie and frightening aura was like a black tide, engulfing the white figure.

The black zenith engulfed the clouds and mist, and the howling cold wind seemed to be able to change the situation, entangled in the blood with its teeth and claws.

"Wait a moment!"

When Feng Qing rushed over, the tomb built for him happened to open and close, and his light figure fell into the bottomless abyss covered in black.

"Hey! Holy, you can go in there if you want! Come out for me..." Before Feng Qing finished speaking, where did you see Sheng Feng Qi?

Feng Qing couldn't help but point his toes, and disappeared into the bottomless darkness together with the black clouds.

Indistinctly, there is a faint voice floating, the empty and lonely black color, the mournful ghost crying like the undead, and the horrified death of hell.

The dank walls have mouths like fierce beasts, and the countless twists and turns of the dark passages are filled with soft light from time to time. The icy air seems to be like a millennium polar night, which cannot melt away the cool decay.

"You can't stop doing the things that worry me?" The unpredicted and cold tone was full of orders and threats, becoming the only voice in the cold darkness.

"Then what about you?" Feng Qisheng appeared suddenly, grabbed Feng Qing's neck instead, and brought him close to his face, feeling each other's breath: "You secretly investigate my intentions, deal with me alone, and then... ...." Feng Qisheng paused: "Stay behind my back, and plan how to prevent me from hurting those two children..."

An illusion of nothingness, but it can't suppress the strange air current of darkness. The misty darkness is like a mirage, spitting out cold blood, but people can't touch anything substantial.

"Let me tell you again..." Feng Qisheng pulled Feng Qing closer, and put it in Feng Qing's ear: "I won't just agree, this place is prepared for you, and you will meet someone in the future. This thing will definitely make you very painful, hahaha..."

At that time, Feng Qing didn't go into the details, but thinking about it now...could it be that Sheng Sheng already knew about this matter... "Quick!" Mu Han hugged Bingyixuan who had fainted again, his blue eyes Finally no longer calm.

According to what Lan Li said, this person's strength is so strong, and Bingyixuan's current situation is like this, he really can't suppress his emotions, if there is an accident...