The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 272 Strong Measures (5)

There were bursts of crying, which made Feng Qingcheng feel heartbroken.

A large piece of fabric on her chest was wet with Bai Xi's tears.

She was not good at comforting people, so she raised her hand stiffly, and gently patted Bai Xi's back with her palm.

Said jerky: "Don't cry."

Bai Xi was still sobbing, but she just broke away from Feng Qingcheng's embrace.

She stretched out her slender white fingers and covered half of Feng Qingcheng's purple jade mask.

Looking at Feng Qingcheng's scarf, Bai Xi's heart trembled a few times.

"Why a mask, and a hood?"

As soon as the question came out, the Yiren sisters stopped crying.

The two looked at Feng Qingcheng's face, and the doubts in their eyes were obvious.

Feng Qingcheng knew that they would ask this question a long time ago, so she smiled bitterly, raised her hands, and took off her mask.

The dense scars on the right face are so ugly that people want to vomit.

Bai Xi and the Yiren sisters were stunned on the spot.

Looking straight at Feng Qingcheng's right face, the three of them turned pale.

Yi Renlei sat down on the chair in fright.

Yi Ren's smile faltered.

Bai Xi dried her throat and asked, "How come?"

Feng Qingcheng smiled even more bitterly. The three of them did not see the scar on her body.

She didn't intend to show them either... With her slender fingers, she lifted the turban covering her head.

The bald head appeared in front of the three of them.

Yi Ren burst into tears and burst into tears.

Yi Ren smiled and held back tears.

Bai Xi was shocked in place, and could no longer ask why this happened.

In the past six months, they have been looking for her like crazy.

But in the past six months, the injuries Feng Qingcheng suffered were beyond their imagination.

Bai Xi grabbed the corner of the table, her long nails snapped at the root.

Those bloodshot eyes looked at Feng Qingcheng.

"who is it?"

In just two words, Feng Qingcheng could hear the anger in it.

"You don't need to know."

"If you owe me, I will let her pay it back with blood."

Her half-recovered face was bathed in the sun.

The other half is hidden in the dark.

It looked creepy and terrifying.

Bai Xi suppressed her anger and let out a soft breath.

She looked at her side face, forced a smile, and said, "You rest first..."

In the middle of speaking, Feng Qingcheng interrupted forcefully.

"I'll give you one day to rest, pack your things, follow me, and leave Yuncheng."

The Yiren sisters looked at each other.

Bai Xi nodded without any objection.

The three of them left the room to give Feng Qingcheng a rest.

Feng Qingcheng took out the object that Le Ning gave her from the storage ring, and opened the lock.

The blood-red flute appeared in her eyes.

A text immediately appeared in her mind.

[The blood moon flute is of the same family as the cold moon flute. It is an ancient artifact with [-]% lethality. It is suitable for those who are good at attacking spirits, suitable for group attacks, and suitable for killing people. 】

Blood Moon Flute... Cold Moon Flute...

Cold Moon Flute is good for healing, while Blood Moon Flute is just the opposite.

Feng Qingcheng bit her finger, and took advantage of the moment when the blood flowed out, she pressed her finger on the blood moon flute.

In an instant, the red light tightly surrounded one person and one flute.

Her new weapon - the Blood Moon Flute.

The cold moon flute has become history.

He took off the cold moon flute from his waist, put it in the box, and put it back into the storage ring.

Now, after she came out of the devil world, she was completely reborn.

She also understands that even though she is a strong person in the human world, she is nothing but a grasshopper in other worlds.

She never wanted to try this pain again.

The Holy Demon Queen... She will return whatever is done to her!
(End of this chapter)