C192

Chapter 192

fenglingjue sat on the steps in front of the magic hall for a long time.

The words of the demon king still reverberate in his ears.

Before, after he calmed down, he figured out that there was something strange about Shen Qingchen's killing an Ge, but he didn't expect that it was an Ge who was determined to die

Now, when he went to Kunlun mountain to ask for a crime, something was wrong with Shen Qingchen. He must have been hurt at that time, right?

Thinking of this, Feng lingjue's head is in a mess, full of Shen Qingchen, Shen Qingchen, Shen Qingchen

People's yearning always rises from their heads without warning. Now, Fengling absolutely thinks that Shen Qingchen's yearning is unbridled and crazy, which can't be stopped.

He wants to see Shen Qingchen, very much.

……

When Feng lingjue reacted, he was already standing in front of Ailao Mountain. The mountain covered by the cold air came into view. Feng lingjue took a deep breath.

"Shen Qingchen knows how to find a secluded place for himself."

Fengling absolutely helpless smile, at the end, stride into Ailao Mountain.

Ailao Mountain snow is very big, a vast white, snowflakes floating and falling, Fengling never wear a cape, then snowflakes fell into his collar one by one, ice cold, and itchy, like what straight itch into the heart.

Huala

fenglingjue, dressed in black clothes, slowly fell to the ground. Her white boots gently stepped on the thick snow, leaving one shallow footprint after another. Finally, it was covered by the flying snow, as if no one had ever been here before.

Thinking of meeting Shen Qingchen soon, Fengling can't help but quicken her pace. She is very happy, just like a child about to eat sugar. It's rare and pure.

At last, fenglingjue stopped in front of the hut and looked at the window with the light still on. Fenglingjue's heart was firm, as if he had been caught by someone.

Mingming was still talking and laughing just now, but I don't know why, now Feng lingjue's feet are like sticking to the ground.

"Move

Fengling looked down at her feet, could not help but scold her.

Snowflakes falling, fall on his shoulder, hair, I do not know how long, has been a thick layer of heap, all cold, has no consciousness, Fengling is still standing straight.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blowing, gently opened a small crack in the closed window, the candle light immediately rushed out through the small crack, slowly sprinkled on the front of the ground, and at this time, Fengling Jue also saw Shen Qingchen sitting in front of the table at this time, seriously looking at the book in hand.

He was a little thinner, his face was still pale to no blood color, his thin lips were purple, his thin clothes could not hide the chill of Ailao Mountain, and his waist was straight. No matter when and where he was, he was always so meticulous and serious that he made Feng lingjue's heart beat.

"Shen Qingchen, long time no see."

Feng Ling Jue suddenly smiles and quietly looks at Shen Qingchen, who is buried in the book in the room. She reads it out word by word with her lips, but she doesn't dare to say anything. So she's afraid to be found.

In this way, he likes Shen Qingchen. I'm afraid it will not change in his life.

Fengling can't help but smile bitterly. He was killed by Shen Qingchen. Even if Shen Qingchen didn't say a word, he was in a high mood and excited because of this man's action. But he didn't see it for several days. The crazy thoughts seemed to devour him, which made him defeated and difficult to walk.

For a long time, for a long time, even fenglingjue has forgotten the time. The candle light overflowing from the window has gone out, and the last lamp has gone out. Fenglingjue still looks dull for a long time.

There is no moon in Ailao Mountain. There is no light. It is as silent as death.

Fenglingjue carefully went to the hut, and finally sat down slowly in the window position, looking up at the sky of snow, snowflakes, such as a piece of withered flowers.

He closed his eyes slowly and his body was gradually covered by snowflakes.

At the thought that Shen Qingchen was on the other side of the wall, Feng lingjue felt quite at ease and sleepy. He slowly went to sleep.

……

Jiang Yunshu finds him. When he finds him, he is being locked up in the prison of the demon clan. The bodyguard saves him back to the demon Kingdom, and he is in a hurry to inform Feng lingjue.

At this time, fenglingjue just changed his clothes which were covered with snow and strode out of the magic hall. The bodyguard had already come.

Listen to the bodyguard said, Jiang Yunshu has been rescued, now is placed in the West courtyard, fenglingjue is in a hurry to the West courtyard.

When he arrived at the West courtyard, Jiang Yunshu just woke up.

"Young master Jiang!"

Feng Ling Jue walked into the room and saw that Jiang Yunshu had just sat up from the bed. His face was pale, and his loose clothes could hardly cover his thin body.

"The devil?"

As soon as Jiang Yunshu saw Feng lingjue, he immediately stood up and wanted to kneel down. Feng lingjue quickly came forward to help him."Xiaosheng let the devil save him once again. I feel guilty. I have no face to see the devil again."

Jiang Yunshu lowered his head and shook his head helplessly.

"Mr. Jiang doesn't have to be like this. Please get up quickly."

Feng Ling absolutely straight frown, even busy way.

"Xiaosheng is abrupt. I want to ask the devil one more thing."

Jiang Yunshu was still holding his fist, half bent and motionless.

"Well? Ask

Feng Ling Jue vaguely guessed what Jiang Yunshu wanted to ask and sighed.

"Where is Ango now?"

Jiang Yunshu raised his head slightly and looked at Feng lingjue.

Sure enough.

Feng Ling's heart thumped and looked at Jiang Yunshu for a long time. It was a very simple word, but now it couldn't be said in any case.

Looking at Feng Ling Jue's embarrassed expression, Jiang Yunshu's face slowly turns pale.

"It's impossible An Ge, she... "

Jiang Yunshu tugged at the corner of his mouth, shaking his mouth.

Feng Ling Jue took a deep breath, did not answer, rushed out and raised her hand. Then, a bodyguard walked in slowly with a tray. Feng Ling Jue raised her hand and gently picked up a picture scroll on the tray, and then carefully handed it to Jiang Yunshu.

Jiang Yunshu looked at the picture, his eyes were frozen. For a long time, he took the picture slowly with his thin hand shaking. He had red eyes and tried his best to endure something. He looked up at fenglingjue and couldn't believe it.

Feng Ling Jue opened her eyes.

Jiang Yunshu slowly opened the painting and slowly spread it out. When he saw the girl whose facial features were blurred by blood in the painting, his breathing was severely stagnated and his eyes were staring round. It seemed that there was something ruthless in his ear, and it resounded heavily.

The painting also fell to the ground with a slap.

His chest suddenly rose a touch of heat, his throat a sweet, arched body, covered his mouth, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, all spray on the painting, scarlet glare, and then Jiang Yunshu the whole person like a broken line kite general staggering down.

"Call the witch doctor quickly!"

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