Rank One Beast Concubine: Mistakenly Provoking the Evil King of Hell

Chapter 405 The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the beauty is like jade! 【4】

The person in the front stopped in front of Jiang Ruhua's grave, saw the handwriting on it clearly, and happily shouted to the people behind, "Master, I found it!"

Illuminated by the moonlight and halo, Bei Tangling who was hiding behind the stele could clearly see that this person was Nighthawk!
And the master he called, who else could it be besides Feng Qingcheng!
Sure enough, as she expected, under the dim moonlight, Feng Qingcheng came slowly in a wheelchair.

Following him was Die Wu pushing the wheelchair. Following the call of Nighthawk, Die Wu pushed the wheelchair closer and closer.

"Do it!" Feng Qingcheng ordered lightly, Die Wu stepped forward, and Yeying handed her a shovel, and went around to the side to start.

When he was just about to shovel the soil, Nighthawk noticed with sharp eyes that there were actually two shovels on the ground. He looked at King Qi in surprise, "Master, someone did it before us!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, showing a faint smile, looking behind the stele with a pair of dark eyes, and said lightly: "Since they all have the same purpose, why don't you show up together?"

Beitangling behind the stele rolled his eyelids speechlessly when he heard these words, and looked at the dim crescent above his head.

Withdrew the hand covering Qiu Shui's mouth, walked out from behind the stone tablet, cast a light glance at the surprised Ye Ying, Die Wu with a pale face, and Feng Qingcheng with an unfathomable face, "Why are you?"

"What? You don't want to see me?" Feng Qingcheng smiled lightly, his eyes were slightly bent into crescent moons, and the light in them was shining brilliantly.

Bei Tangling waved her hands, folded her hands together, and embraced her arms, "I just didn't expect that the prince and I still have a heart-to-heart relationship!"

"Can I take this as a compliment?" Feng Qingcheng raised his chin, his dark eyes contained an incomprehensible charm, and looked at Beitangling.

Seeing her fluttering eyelashes, small straight nose, and sparkling black eyes, his heart froze suddenly, and a trace of strangeness crossed his mind.

Beitang Ling smiled leisurely and snapped her fingers, "You are probably the thickest-skinned man I have ever met!"

After hearing these words, a cold light flashed across Feng Qingcheng's eyes, deep and dark, and the cold aura around him also spread towards the surroundings.

Because it was night, Beitangling naturally would not notice this scene.

The relationship between the coldness and coldness can only be regarded as the overcast atmosphere in the cemetery at night.

However, Yeying and Qiushui were naturally aware of their master's temper. Seeing this, they quickly walked around to the back of the grave and started to fight. How could they dare to stare at their master's face.

It was Die Wu, biting her lip, grabbing the hem of her clothes with her fingers, and glaring at Bei Tang Ling fiercely.

"Why are Qiushui and Yeying doing it? How long are they going to dig?" Bei Tangling frowned and said casually.

"Butterfly Dance!" Feng Qingcheng said lightly.

Die Wu trembled, and could hardly believe her ears, "Master, I... I don't want to go!"

Feng Qingcheng's phoenix eyes narrowed, and she shot over coldly, "Do it!"

"Yes!" Die Wu was unwilling, reluctant to walk over, picked up the shovel on the ground, looked back at the indifferent master, and then glanced at the expressionless Beitang Ling, the resentment in her heart rose again.

With the addition of Nighthawk, the speed of digging was much faster. Within an hour, a corner of the coffin was seen.

Bei Tangling looked at this scene indifferently, glanced at Feng Qingcheng from the corner of her eyes, and asked, "How did you know that you would come here?"

(End of this chapter)