The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 277 You look like this, aren't you afraid of frightening her?
In the underground dark room of King Yun's Mansion, He Ziling's hands and feet were bound with iron chains, but the iron hook on his collarbone on his chest had been removed.

Although this dark room is an iron prison, the inside is different from the sky prison. There is a simple bed and a table inside. Obviously Feng Tianying is not too harsh on He Ziling.

In the next room, Situ Xin was imprisoned with a resentful face.

With a bang, the door lock opened, and a faint light shone into the room.

At the door, Feng Tianying in a dark red brocade suit came in, followed by Yingying and another man. The man was dressed as a scribe, with a black scribe hat on his head, looking extremely polite.

Seeing the door open, He Ziling immediately stood up from the ground and walked forward. The iron chains collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

When Situ saw Feng Tianying coming, he was overjoyed, and immediately jumped up from the bed, ran over and said, "His Royal Highness, are you here to let me go? His Royal Highness Yun..."

Feng Tianying didn't even look at her, she went straight to He Ziling's cell, stared at his blood-red eyes for a while, and said, "Do you want to see Miss Nan?"

He Ziling was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Feng Tianying's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "But not now."

He Ziling suddenly grabbed the iron bars of the cell with both hands, and shook them vigorously a few times.

He had great strength, and when he shook, Feng Tianying and the three felt that the iron prison was shaking, and Ying Ying immediately took a step forward, and with a bang, the long sword was half drawn.

A flash of shock flashed in Feng Tianying's eyes, but the expression on his face was still indifferent, and he said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of frightening her with your current appearance?"

This sentence, like a steel needle, suddenly pierced He Ziling's heart. He was cramped, and as if his soul had been pulled out, he slid down the iron railing slowly, holding his head with both hands, with a look of extreme pain.

Feng Tianying watched all this coldly, without saying a word, until He Ziling's mood gradually eased down.

Feng Tianying said: "If you are willing to cooperate with me, I may help you."

He Ziling raised his head suddenly, stared at Feng Tianying for two or three seconds, then stood up suddenly, knelt down towards Feng Tianying, and knocked his head three times.

Feng Tianying nodded in satisfaction, and said to the man wearing a scholar's hat beside him, "Master Hua, I will leave this matter to you."

"Yes! Your Highness King Yun."

Shadow took out the key, opened the iron prison, pointed to the empty bed in front, and said, "Go and lie down on it."

He Ziling turned around obediently, walked to the bed, and lay down on it.

Hua Chen crawled in shortly, and went to the bedside to feel He Ziling's pulse, while He Ziling looked at him eagerly with blood-red eyes.

After Hua Chenqing took He Ziling's pulse, he opened his eyes and checked carefully.

There seemed to be some kind of thin thing wriggling slowly in the protruding blood vessels on his body.

Hua Chenqing was slightly taken aback, he suddenly grabbed his hand, saw a flash of cold light, and the dagger slipped down his arm.

A gleam flashed in He Ziling's eyes, and he raised his hand to resist, but when he stretched out his hand in the air, he suddenly stopped there, and the outstretched ferocious palm was tightly clenched, and finally landed on his side.

Feng Tianying looked at him like this, and a flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)