bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 1143 I can't wait for him to die!

Originally, in Feng Qingqing's plan, if the county magistrate died, they could still ask the rich businessman.

As a result, she just saw that the rich businessman was also killed, and now most of the bones are not left behind. She closed her eyes a little depressed, everything here is extremely uncomfortable.

The temperature of Xuanyuan Mujing was transmitted continuously, which made Feng Qing feel a little relieved.

She raised her eyes to look at Xuanyuan Mujing, and felt that what she had absorbed from his palm was not only the temperature, but also a force. She moved closer to him: "I remember those soldiers said just now, Lord Yulong is here to take over, this Lord Yulong, Most likely it is Yulongweng."

"If you can't find any clues, go directly to him," Xuanyuan Mujing said comfortingly, "Yulongweng looks very righteous and dignified, but in fact he is timid and fearful of getting into trouble, and he is extremely afraid of death. If you can find him, you can find him." Gained a lot of information from him."

Feng Qingqing happened to think the same way, and nodded in acquiescence.

Before the two of them could speak again, they suddenly heard a clicking sound from behind, as if someone was approaching, Feng Qingqing softly scolded: "Who is it!" , rushing towards the person hiding in the house.

The man was obviously not good at skills, and he was startled by the flames as soon as he met him, and he fell to the ground and dared not move.

He looked at the flames flying around him, and shouted with a pale face, "You monsters! You will die badly!"

Feng Qingqing didn't intend to kill him directly with fire, but she frowned slightly when she heard this. This person regards them as the people who control Tianzong?The steps under his feet did not stop at all, and he walked towards the person step by step: "Who are you? What do you want to do hiding here?"

The fire illuminated the room, and Feng Qingqing could clearly see that the person trapped in her flames was a ten-year-old boy.

The young man was dirty all over, but it was not difficult to see that he should have been wearing brocade clothes, which were made of high-quality materials. She raised her eyebrows and said, it seems that he is still a child of a rich family, but he just doesn't know how to survive until now.

"It's none of your business who the young master is! Don't take me back to test the medicine, or I'll bite my tongue and kill myself in the next second!"

The young man's face was dirty, and his solemn expression looked a bit funny. Feng Qingqing also dressed up as a young man, with Xuanyuan Mujing's beard covering his face, and appeared in this dilapidated house. nice guy.

At this time, besides Kong Tianzong, is there anyone else who can wander outside!

The young man gritted his teeth, bloodshot eyes: "You guys cannibals! Even if I die and become a ghost, I won't let you go! The whole Pingjiang... my family... are all controlled by Tianzong!" Good thing! Why didn't you die!"

"Why!"

The boy's emotions were radical, even a little crazy. If Feng Qingqing hadn't set up a barrier right away, his hysterical words would have attracted those patrolling soldiers over.

Feng Qingqing didn't speak either, just quietly watched the young man crying with snot and tears.

The boy cried for a long time before realizing that the two of them didn't seem to want to kill him. He raised his head and looked at them suspiciously, but there was a little bit of hatred and vigilance in his eyes: "Why didn't you kill me? Could it be that you control Tianzong? A compassionate person?"

Seeing that he had calmed down, Feng Qingqing said calmly, "Who told you that we are the ones controlling Tianzong."

Silence spread in the air, and the young man's discontent was all written on his face: "Are there any people who dare to wander in Pingjiang at this time, besides those who control Tianzong!"

"Oh, what do you mean, you also control Tianzong?"

She casually looked the boy up and down. When the boy heard this, his face turned red and he wanted to stand up, but he was afraid of the flames around him: "I am not! Don't confuse me with those beasts."

Feng Qingqing's eyes were full of disbelief, and she sneered softly.

The young man was young and energetic, unable to withstand the slightest provocation from Feng Qingqing, he poked his neck and said: "The group of them used sorcery, and the young master knows different things! I am the fairy art taught by my master!"

Feng Qing looked at Xuanyuan Mujing in surprise, this young man knows profound arts?
At this time, she calmed down, and only then did she realize that there was indeed a subtle spiritual energy on his body, coupled with the surrounding of her spiritual fire, she ignored it for a while.

After confirming that the young man is not an evil cultivator, and his mind is pure, Feng Qingqing relaxed a little, and continued to ask: "Then how can I believe you? You say that it is a fairy art, it is an immortal art, what proof do you have? How can I be sure that you are not the master of Tianzong?" That passerby pretended to come here to lie to me."

"If I were someone who controlled Tianzong, what else would I do to save people!" The young man hurriedly finished speaking, then suddenly came back to his senses, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Feng Qing squinted her eyes: "Save people? Did you save the people in this courtyard?"

The young man noticed his slip of the tongue, and stared at Feng Qingqing with an ugly expression: "Why should I tell you two, the two of you who appear here are the most weird, why is it your turn to question me?"

After this questioning, the young man also realized that the two people in front of him did not seem to be the ones who controlled the Tianzong, and his eyes retreated a bit with vigilance.

Feng Qingqing didn't have time to waste here, and raised her hand to take the flame back: "We came from other places, and we noticed that there was a change in Pingjiang, so we came to check what was going on. We didn't expect that the whole Pingjiang had turned into an evil built camp."

The young man watched the flame being withdrawn by her. Thinking of the coercion he felt just now, he realized that the strength of the two people in front of him was much stronger than he imagined. People are not evil cultivators, but what they do is even more despicable than evil cultivators, I need you to prove that you are not in the same group as the Heaven Controlling Sect."

"Why should I prove it to you?" Feng Qing said coldly.

The boy didn't expect to be greeted with rejection, and his face became even uglier.

"What a rich young master, naive," she looked at him lightly, "You and I don't need to trust each other, I need to investigate some information, you should know better than me, and after you tell me the information you want, I will You will be rewarded accordingly."

"This is a deal, and you don't need the trust in your mouth."

Feng Qingqing's indifferent expression and words made the young man stiffen in place. In his heart, he was either an enemy or a friend. He didn't expect to have such an approach. After staring at Feng Qingqing for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, What do you want to know."

is a smart guy.

Feng Qingqing sighed in her heart, and asked, "Where did the county magistrate of Pingjiang go? He died?"

Hearing the county magistrate's name, the young man clenched his fists and trembled all over his body, and the anger in his eyes was about to spurt out: "Dead?"

"I can't wait for him to die!"

(End of this chapter)