"Come on, come on, help me!" Feng Nishang said softly.
Only then did Luo Qingcheng react, her forehead was full of black lines.
Doesn't she know how to write the word shame?
Feng Nishang was determined to retaliate. When she refused to help, she actually dragged the bodies of the two people to the back garden that she had just walked through, tied the two people to the pillars on the pavilion, and gave them to them by the way.
One blow and they couldn't wake up all night.
After what happened last night, Feng Nishang showed her white teeth, glowing eerily under the moonlight, which looked a bit eye-catching.
Although he was smiling, his eyes were particularly cold.
Luo Qingcheng looked at her and felt strange.
She always subverts his view of her time and time again.
I went to see Fengqing. The place where Fengqing was located was the firewood shed. I thought that if a dignified family head had fallen to such a state, Fengqing would slowly die here if nothing unexpected happened.
His body was already failing, his muscles and other things had begun to atrophy, and his skin was all wrinkled together. Feng Nishang was still wondering if someone would be watching, but Feng Qing was like this. He couldn't even get out of bed.
He said he had escaped and there was no need for anyone to guard him.
Feng Nishang did not expect that Feng Qing would be tortured to such an extent by Feng Tianming. Feng Tianming should have poisoned him, otherwise his muscles would not have shrunk to such an extent. Moreover, Feng Qing is also a master. From being a master to now
You can imagine that I can't even get out of bed.
Perhaps the Feng Qing in her memory was too doting on Feng Nishang. Although she was not the real Feng Nishang, she was really very angry at the moment.
The woodshed was smelly, no one was guarding Feng Qing, and no one was taking care of Feng Qing. Rats and cockroaches were crawling in the woodpile, and there were leftovers on the floor. It was obvious that a long time had passed.
Feng Nishang's bare hands hanging under her sleeves were tightly held together, and Luo Qingcheng looked at her calmly.
Her eyes were very dark, and her pupils were like black pearls, but they contained a dangerous message.
As if sensing someone was around, Feng Qing's eyes moved, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. The moment he saw Feng Nishang, Feng Qing smiled, with a weak voice, "I...
....Are you dreaming? Changshang is still here..."
I don’t know why Feng Nishang’s nose felt sour. It was really sour.
She sat beside the bed and held Feng Qing's hand, "It's not a dream, grandpa, it's me."
Feng Qing was a stranger to the real Feng Nishang, but after possessing the memories of Miss Feng Nishang, she was no longer a stranger. The emotions in those memories and the old man's current miserable appearance deeply affected her.
If she lives in Feng Nishang's place, she will live well from now on.
Feng Qing chuckled lightly, but froze after a while. His fingers moved, a little excited, "Is it true? Changshang, you are not dead?"
Feng Nishang nodded. She briefly told what Feng Xiaoqing had done to her, and also told Feng Qing that she could practice cultivation now and wanted to rescue him.
After hearing this, the corners of Feng Qing's eyes became moist, but he shook his head and said, "I can't do it now. Just live well. Just live well. Don't come back again. Let's go. Go as far as you can."
How could Feng Nishang agree?
Although she is a bit lazy and shameless, she has always been a determined person, and her eyes are even more determined at this moment. She must save Feng Qing, absolutely!!! "Come on, come on, help me!" Feng Nishang whispered.
said.
Only then did Luo Qingcheng react, her forehead was full of black lines.
Doesn't she know how to write the word shame?
Feng Nishang was determined to retaliate. When she refused to help, she actually dragged the bodies of the two people to the back garden that she had just walked through, tied the two people to the pillars on the pavilion, and gave them to them by the way.
One blow and they couldn't wake up all night.
After what happened last night, Feng Nishang showed her white teeth, glowing eerily under the moonlight, which looked a bit eye-catching.
Although he was smiling, his eyes were particularly cold.
Luo Qingcheng looked at her and felt strange.
She always subverts his view of her time and time again.
I went to see Fengqing. The place where Fengqing was located was the firewood shed. I thought that if a dignified family head had fallen to such a state, Fengqing would slowly die here if nothing unexpected happened.
His body was already failing, his muscles and other things had begun to atrophy, and his skin was all wrinkled together. Feng Nishang was still wondering if someone would be watching, but Feng Qing was like this. He couldn't even get out of bed.
He said he had escaped and there was no need for anyone to guard him.
Feng Nishang did not expect that Feng Qing would be tortured to such an extent by Feng Tianming. Feng Tianming should have poisoned him, otherwise his muscles would not have shrunk to such an extent. Moreover, Feng Qing is also a master. From being a master to now
You can imagine that I can't even get out of bed.
Perhaps the Feng Qing in her memory was too doting on Feng Nishang. Although she was not the real Feng Nishang, she was really very angry at the moment.
The woodshed was smelly, no one was guarding Feng Qing, and no one was taking care of Feng Qing. Rats and cockroaches were crawling in the woodpile, and there were leftovers on the floor. It was obvious that a long time had passed.
Feng Nishang's bare hands hanging under her sleeves were tightly held together, and Luo Qingcheng looked at her calmly.
Her eyes were very dark, and her pupils were like black pearls, but they contained a dangerous message.
As if sensing someone was around, Feng Qing's eyes moved, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. The moment he saw Feng Nishang, Feng Qing smiled, with a weak voice, "I...
....Are you dreaming? Changshang is still here..."
I don’t know why Feng Nishang’s nose felt sour. It was really sour.
She sat beside the bed and held Feng Qing's hand, "It's not a dream, grandpa, it's me."
Feng Qing was a stranger to the real Feng Nishang, but after possessing the memories of Miss Feng Nishang, she was no longer a stranger. The emotions in those memories and the old man's current miserable appearance deeply affected her.
If she lives in Feng Nishang's place, she will live well from now on.
Feng Qing chuckled lightly, but froze after a while. His fingers moved, a little excited, "Is it true? Changshang, you are not dead?"
Feng Nishang nodded. She briefly told what Feng Xiaoqing had done to her, and also told Feng Qing that she could practice cultivation now and wanted to rescue him.
After hearing this, the corners of Feng Qing's eyes became moist, but he shook his head and said, "I can't do it now. Just live well. Just live well. Don't come back again. Let's go. Go as far as you can."
How could Feng Nishang agree?
Although she is a bit lazy and shameless, she has always been a determined person, and her eyes are even more determined at this moment. She must save Feng Qing, absolutely!!!