Gold Concubine

Chapter 422 A Man Like Cang Yao
And who does this man look like!That would cause Feng Yaorao to be so absent-minded.

Looking at the man, I really don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw that face, who is not Cang Yao?No wonder Feng Yaorao was in a trance.

But even though they were very similar, they felt different, so she knew for sure that this man was not Cang Yao.

But who is he!Why does he look so similar to Cang Yao!
"Tang Yue, you're finally here." After an unknown period of silence, the man finally spoke up. His faint voice had no emotion, but it was magnetic and very pleasant.

Feng Yaorao's body was taken aback by the man's question, especially when the man called her Tang Yue, not Feng Yaorao.

"Who are you?" Feng Yaorao responded and asked.

Because this man saved her just now, and because he looked exactly like Cang Yao, Feng Yaorao did not have much rejection or hostility towards him.

Just who is this man!
She doesn't think he is the king of hell, because the king of hell on TV is an old man, but who is he!
"What? I've traveled all the way to the 21st century, but I've forgotten all my original memories!" The man's still emotionless voice sounded, but there was a bit of coldness and bitterness in his eyes.

Feng Yaorao narrowed her eyes slightly, she seemed to understand what the man said, but she didn't understand, "Please speak clearly."

This is still rare, Feng Yaorao speaks to a person so politely.

"Did you come to ask for the flower of hell for him?" The man did not formally answer Feng Yaorao's words, but asked.

It was a question, but the tone of voice was already certain, otherwise, how could he have spoken first without waiting for Feng Yaorao to speak!

Him, who?
Feng Yaorao was stunned for a while, but then she knew who this man was talking about. He was referring to Cang Yao.

"Yes, I'm here to ask for the flower of hell." Feng Yaorao replied unequivocally. Although she had countless doubts about the man's words and why he was the same as Cang Yaochang, she doesn't want anything at the moment. Forget it, she just wants the flower of hell.

After the man heard it, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said coldly, "Why do you think I'll give it to you?"

The icy voice had a hint of ruthlessness.

"Then how do you want to give it to me?" Feng Yaorao asked, her voice a little pleading. After all, she was begging him for something.

"Do you want the flower of hell that much? Can you pay all the price for the flower of hell?"

Feng Yaorao didn't speak immediately, but asked herself, in order to get the flower of hell, can she really pay all the price?

When she decided to take the risk to hell, she was ready to pay the price, wasn't she?
Didn't the old man say that?For some things, there will be gains and losses, and some things have already been arranged in the dark, but do some things need human intervention?

Therefore, she still hopes that she can take the flower of hell back safely.

"Then, at what price would you give me the flower of hell and save Cang Yao?" Feng Yaorao asked.

"Unless you promise me, you will stay in hell from now on." The man said, and there was no room for negotiation in that tone.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yaorao's heart tightened, and she will stay in hell from now on?

(End of this chapter)