bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 642 Lost Consciousness

In the next second, Feng Qingqing lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she wondered if her eyes were too stimulated by the light, and the scenery in front of her eyes was blurred.

This is... to the second floor?

The soreness in her body clearly felt that she was still alive, Feng Qingqing was slightly relieved, and called Xiaodan in her heart: Xiaodan, check my body and eyes, I can't see my surroundings clearly now.

Xiaodan replied immediately: OK, scanning—Master, your body is fine, but you are extremely tired. It is recommended to take a good rest. Your eyes are temporarily blind due to strong light stimulation. Just close your eyes and rest for a while up.

Hearing that it was temporary blindness, Feng Qingqing relaxed and closed her eyes, as long as she wasn't blind, and if she was blind, she couldn't get out of Yulong Tower alive.

She moved her body at will, and found that she was bound by a rope. Feng Qingxin sank, and suddenly opened her eyes.

"Hohohohoho, the girl woke up quite early, but the little white face next to you hasn't woken up yet," a wrinkled face like dead wood appeared in front of her, and Feng Qing held her breath subconsciously.

"You didn't scream out of fear, ho ho ho ho ho, you girl doll is a bit courageous, no wonder you can pass the first floor with a mortal body."

That face receded, Feng Qingqing looked at this person, he was casually wearing the black clothes of unknown He Chao, the corners had already turned into rags, what made Feng Qingqing vigilant was his eyes, only Just looking at it made her feel the danger of being targeted by a beast.

"Who are you?" Feng Qingqing tried to struggle, the rope was firmly bound, "Why did you tie us up?"

Not far away, Hong Jiuqing was also tied to a wooden stake and was still in a coma. She didn't know the strength of the strange man in front of her, so she might suffer a loss if she did it easily.

"Why? There are so many reasons," Gou Ru, the weird man, walked up to a stone pot, "The strong eat the strong, the law of heaven and earth, the weak are born to submit to the strong, and those who disobey either flee or die, as long as they live in this In this world, no one can escape this law.

Who am I?What's the use of me telling you, you are a weak person, a weak person who is about to be killed, what's the use if you know it, will the meat become more delicious?Hohohohoho, if it’s possible, it’s okay if I tell you. "

There was a strange blood color in that pot, and occasionally a few pieces of human bones would rise and fall, which made Feng Qingqing's expression darken.

Could this weirdo be trying to boil them?
She wanted to wait for a while to see what he wanted to do, but now she should divert his attention and escape from here. She didn't want to be someone else's meal.

Or when Hong Jiuqing wakes up, she won't be so passive.

"Are you a master of mystical arts?" Feng Qingqing asked calmly, "What you just said about the weak and the strong is just a fallacy in my opinion, it's just your own weird idea, let's justify it."

The strange man turned to look at her, and laughed strangely.

"Girl doll has a lot of guts. Others have already been frightened when they saw my pot. How dare they talk to me? That's right, I am a person in the mysterious arts. I have been in this tower for many years, and I haven't talked to anyone here for a long time. Now that I have spoken, since I want to talk, I will let you live a little longer today and tell me what you think of the weak and the strong."

Feng Qingqing didn't expect him to be so eloquent, so she froze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)