Qingge was taken to a dark place, unable to see her fingers.
The man who brought her here had unfathomable martial arts skills. Among the people she had seen, only the uninjured Feng Liye and Nanyang could compete with him.
In the dark, she was thrown to the ground, and the sound of a snap was extremely clear.
He had a cold aura about him, as if he had not seen the light of day all year round. Even if he didn't see his appearance clearly, he had an inexplicable feeling that he must be a very pale man.
Like a ghost.
The man was also looking at her. In the dark night, no one could see anyone else's facial features clearly. They could only feel the other person's breath by feel.
I don't know how long it took before Qingge had enough sitting on the ground and slowly stood up.
"National Master?" she asked.
Feng Jiuqing's eyes darkened. If the surroundings hadn't been too dark, Qingge would have been able to see the flash of surprise in his eyes.
"My guess is that the smell of sandalwood is all around. I guess this must be a corner of Qin'an Palace."
Qingge straightened her clothes. It seemed that she had guessed correctly.
But why did the Imperial Master bring her here?
She probably didn't know the Imperial Master of Southern Jin State.
Feng Jiuqing stared at her figure.
When he brought her just now, he took a quick glance and knew that she was an extremely beautiful little girl.
But he has seen too many beauties, even more beautiful ones... and even if they are beautiful, he will not take a second look at them.
But now, this girl's conversation, her calmness and even wisdom when facing danger made him feel a little different.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid." Qingge was paying attention to her surroundings.
She was really scared, because she felt murderous aura from Feng Jiuqing's body.
If there is seemingly no murderous intent, it means that this person has not yet made up his mind to kill himself, but he has this idea.
She has always been very sensitive to danger.
She stared at Feng Jiuqing's face.
In the dark, safety cannot be seen clearly.
Suddenly, the aura around Feng Jiuqing became even colder.
Qingge immediately said: "Well, even if you want to kill me, can you give me a reason first? At least let me take a look at you, right?"
"If I let you see it, you will definitely die." Feng Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure in the darkness.
"Oh, if you don't look, I'm going to die too. I'm going to die no matter what, why don't you let yourself die clearly?"
These words stung Feng Jiuqing's heart inadvertently.
A long, long time ago, someone seemed to have spoken to him like this, but it was too long ago.
It was really long, so long that it seemed like several reincarnations had passed.
Feng Jiuqing suddenly raised his hand and shouted, and the candles on both sides of the altar were lit instantly.
His eyes fell on Qingge, and for a moment, he lost his mind.
Chu Qingge was also looking at him, with surprise in her eyes.
A man whose age is a mystery!
You can clearly see his facial features and figure, but you can't guess how old he is!
He clearly looks like he is in his twenties, but why does he feel so old?
But on that stunning face, the skin is smooth, white and delicate, even more shiny and delicate than a woman’s skin! Not a single wrinkle at all!
Why do you look so weathered when you are so young?
However, when Feng Jiuqing looked at her, he obviously lost his soul.
There was no time to investigate why he was like this, Qingge suddenly raised his hand and sent out several silver needles.
