bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 692 Is It The Last Time?

Hong Jiuqing came to her senses and touched the tip of her nose guiltily.

He really forgot just now, he just relaxed after watching the attack dissipate into powder.

The entire round platform began to tremble, and began to fall from the edge. Feng Qing stood up with his tired and sore body supported, Hong Jiuqing's cuff moved slightly, and returned to the original position.

"Is it the last time?" Feng Qingqing noticed that the shattering speed was fast, "Is there anything else that I didn't think of... Finally defeated the attack and the ghost mask..."

Is there enough time for her to think of the entrance to the next level?

Hong Jiuqing looked at the statue in the distance: "Xiao Qing'er, look at the statue, it is not broken."

Feng Qingqing was reminded by him: "Yes, although the disk is starting to shatter, we can go to the top of the statue. This is a warning! It also reminds us that the entrance to the third floor is on the statue!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her waist was picked up, and she fell into Wei Liang's embrace again. Hong Jiuqing's eyes rolled, and her lips curled up a bit evilly: "Your spiritual power is exhausted, and you can't fly even if you think about it. I will take you up." All right, hold on to me."

"If you're afraid, Xiao Qing'er can choose to hug me tight~"

Feng Qingqing didn't have the energy to argue with him at this moment, a breath that didn't belong to her poured into her breath, and she gave him a hard look: "Don't say that there are so many and nothing, hurry up, or there will be no time."

Hong Jiuqing just teased casually, and when Feng Qingqing held her whole body in her arms, her heart throbbed slightly.

The warm and fragrant nephrite is not an exaggeration.

He coughed softly, throwing the sudden thought out of his head, the little black dragon looked at him with the desire to bite a hundred mouthfuls, Hong Jiuqing raised his eyebrows lightly, provoking the statue on the little black dragon.

The little black dragon didn't want to show his childish appearance in front of Feng Qing, so Hong Jiuqing took advantage of it, and chased after him angrily wagging his tail.

Landing on the statue, Feng Qingqing gently pushed Hong Jiuqing away, a gleam of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he was soon filled with doubts.

The little black dragon wrapped around Feng Qingqing's neck angrily, and bit down on Hong Jiuqing's hand that hadn't been retracted with fangs. Feng Qing quickly brought it back: "Time is running out, please help me think about the third The entrance to the second floor, otherwise the statue will probably be shattered later."

Hong Jiuqing looked at the little blood on his hand, and coldly swept over the little black dragon, without saying a word.

"Look on its shoulder. I think it may have something to do with the place where the ghost mask was just now." Feng Qing raised her foot and walked forward, her feet were a little unsteady. Hong Jiuqing looked at her back and followed her silently. .

"If you can't stand firmly, Xiao Qing'er remember to fall backward," Hong Jiuqing resumed her casual look, "I can catch you from behind, and I promise not to make you fall."

Feng Qingqing ignored him and concentrated on finding where the entrance might be.

She was very concerned about the shattered part of the ghost mask. She deliberately covered the statue's face, not just because it made it look scary. It was strange why a god could be so easily controlled by the mask.

What exactly is Yulongta trying to express to her?God's bondage?Or something else?
Feng Qingqing operated with the remaining spiritual power, regained some strength, and flew to the top of the statue to observe its face. Looking at it from this angle, she couldn't see anything more. She leaned down and stepped forward. Feeling a bit unsteady, he staggered and almost fell.

When she realized it, Hong Jiuqing held her wrist and pulled her back. Only then did Feng Qingqing realize that he was a full head taller than her, and when she looked up, she could only see his clean chin.

"Do you suspect it? I'll go and see if there is an entrance," Hong Jiuqing slid her finger lightly over her palm, and let go before she got angry, "You can't ask you to do everything, can't you?" It’s not that I appear incompetent.”

After all, he suspended in the air to carefully identify what was wrong with the statue's face.

Feng Qing's palms were slightly numb, and she asked him: "Tell me what you saw, so that we can analyze the differences together."

Hong Jiuqing said: "The black face is glaring. It feels like it is staring at me. It also has a third eye with vertical pupils. There is nothing special about it. It just looks like it is angry."

There is nothing special... She calmed down instead. The absence of something special does not mean that nothing happened, but it is very likely to be in the face.

Feng Qingqing was thinking about what she had just seen from a distance. Seeing that she didn't ask him to look elsewhere, Hong Jiuqing thought it should be on the face of the statue, so she thought about it carefully. There was nothing special about the statue, except for the rolling eyes. After calming down, his face was full of anger, and his mouth was still open, as if he was about to yell loudly in the next second.

etc?Swear?
Looking at the inexplicably open mouth, Hong Jiuqing felt strange. If a person is angry, his expression should be to shut his mouth tightly. This statue has specially carved an open mouth, and, Regardless of whether you look at it roughly or closely, it is a very natural and normal expression state, and no one will notice any abnormalities when looking at it.

At this time, he remembered that "unthinkable place" refers to a place that cannot be noticed. Since it cannot be noticed, it is naturally a place that will not arouse suspicion.

"Little Qing'er!" He opened his mouth in surprise, and found that the entire statue had begun to shatter, the lower body had turned into powder and dissipated into the air, while the upper body and head were firmly in the air. From the outside, this is beyond incredible. Qingqing was obviously lost in thought and didn't notice this change. Hong Jiuqing stepped forward and picked her up by the waist and snatched her before she could speak: "The statue has begun to shatter, and the entrance is found, you follow me!"

He found the entrance!Feng Qing couldn't help being overjoyed, and didn't raise any objection to his behavior for a while.

Hong Jiuqing glanced at the grinning little black dragon, hummed softly and turned to the worker bees, "Follow me."

The worker bee was slightly stiff, quietly following behind him.

The shattering has spread to the neck, Hong Jiuqing no longer hesitates, jumps down, and flies over to the statue's angry mouth, never expecting that it is not darkness to enter, but a long pipe, going all the way down spread.

Not an entrance?Hong Jiuqing hesitated.

If it is an entrance, shouldn't it directly transmit the third layer like the first layer?
Feng Qingqing grabbed his cuff: "Go on! Don't doubt yourself, keep flying!"

Her eyes were firm, as if there were stars shining, Hong Jiuqing was a little stunned, strange emotions spread inexplicably, and she chuckled: "Okay, listen to you."

"It's a big deal that we'll be buried here together."

These words are really slick, Feng Qing is so angry that he has no temper, and he can't argue with him at this point in time, Hong Jiuqing flies down with his head down, the pipe is abnormally long, if ordinary people would have doubted his own judgment and flew back , he didn't know why he trusted Feng Qingqing's words so much, and went down resolutely, the pipe behind him began to shatter and chased them, Feng Qingqing gritted his teeth and watched the shattering that was getting closer, his heart was depressed and tense.

She... did she make a mistake?

(End of this chapter)