Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 102

The slight cry gradually weakened, Feng Qing walked quickly, only half of his head was exposed in the lake water, without thinking much, he jumped into the lake water.

Carrying the drowned man to the shore, Feng Qing wiped the water from his face, took out a clean handkerchief from his bosom, wrung out the water, and gently wiped the face of the drowned man.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Feng Qing could see the man's face clearly. It was a fair face, but now it was bluish-white, and the shapely lips were also tinged with a faint bluish-purple color. About 17 or 8 years old.

Feng Qing sized him up for a while, but was not in a hurry to treat him, because she found that his body was covered by a faint blue light, and after a while he was still wet and dry, and his face was no longer so pale. The lips also returned to their rosy appearance.

At this moment, he looked like a beautiful boy, Feng Qing was attracted by the totem inlaid on his headdress, the totem of the Tiger Kingdom, and quickly guessed his identity.

Since they are from the royal family, how could they come here alone and fall into the water? At the banquet, the princes from various countries have already taken their seats.

Feng Qing frowned, stood up, and was about to leave. Since he was out of danger, she should leave to avoid unnecessary trouble.

As soon as she turned around, the hem of the skirt seemed to be pulled by someone, Feng Qing glanced over, and was attracted by the pair of clear purple eyes, shining brightly under the moonlight.

Hu Liaoqiu blinked his eyes, looked straight at Feng Qing in front of him, but didn't speak, and didn't let go of Feng Qing's skirt.

Feng Qing was a little displeased, she reached out to brush his hand away, but he was too strong.

Just as Feng Qing was about to ask him to let go, she heard footsteps and shouts from around, "Seventh Prince, where are you?"

"Let go of me, someone looking for you is here!" Feng Qing said.

Hu Liaoqiu squinted his eyes and passed out, Feng Qing helplessly squatted down and broke away the hands that were tightly clutching her skirt, and left in a hurry to avoid getting into trouble.

Vaguely, it seemed that she was a little worried, Feng Qing quickly walked to a rock that could cover her body and observed, only to see an old eunuch rushing over step by step, seeing Hu Liao Qiu lying on the ground, her eyes suddenly widened, her face It was flushed red, and ran over in a hurry, although a little staggering.

"Seventh Prince, Seventh Prince, wake up!" Stretched out his hand to touch the tip of his nose, he felt relieved immediately, and guarded Hu Liaoqiu's side cautiously.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Feng Qing could clearly see the anxiety on the old eunuch's face, and she wasn't pretending at all, so she turned and left in peace.

The old eunuch took out a fiery red pill and put it in Hu Liaoqiu's mouth, soon Hu Liaoqiu opened his eyes and looked at the old eunuch in a daze.

"Seventh Prince, it's okay, let's go, let's go back to our seats, or His Royal Highness will lose his temper in a while!" The old eunuch stretched out his hand to help Liao Qiu walk along the way he came.

"Miss Feng, where have you been?" Feng Junrou's dress was a bit fresh and pleasant.

"It's a bit boring, let's go for a walk!"

"Well, it will start soon, are you ready?" Feng Junrou glanced at her lightly.

Feng Qing nodded, "Thanks to the princess' teaching! I think there is nothing wrong with it."

"That's good. Take your seat quickly. I'll get ready to undress first." After Feng Junrou finished speaking, she turned and left.

As soon as she sat down, a young eunuch ran to Feng Qing's side, "Miss Feng, you're going to perform a dance in a while, and the Princess said that she has prepared a set for you, so you can go to the backyard and change."

Feng Qing had already used spells to dry her clothes, looked at her clothes, and didn't think there was anything wrong, "No, this dress is fine."

"The princess is already waiting for you in the backyard, you should go there quickly!" The little eunuch was a little anxious.

A trace of surprise flashed in Feng Qing's eyes, "Alright then!"

In the backyard, only the prime minister's daughter and Feng Junrou were there, she stepped forward and warmly greeted Feng Qing, "Miss Feng, come here, look, how about this dress?"

Feng Qing raised her eyes and saw that the pale golden dress had layer upon layer of creases like layers of waves, blowing up with the wind, it was really elegant, she took a fancy to it at a glance, this Feng Junrou had a good eye.

On the side of the Prime Minister's daughter, there was an unknown smile on her face, and she changed her arrogant appearance, "Miss Feng, this is a neon dress that only our country has in the world! Miss Feng must look good in it!"

This made Feng Qing even more surprised, looked at the two women thoughtfully, reached for the dress, and said, "Thank you Princess!"

"No thanks, go and try it on!" Feng Junrou urged.

Feng Qing was even more puzzled, but still nodded, walked into the room, took a look around with the neon clothes, and found nothing wrong, but the expressions of the two people showed that they had malicious intentions.

After changing the clothes, when I was about to pick up the neon clothes, I felt a slight prickly touch, as if it was covered with thorns.

She opened the neon dress, a faint golden light shone, and small thorns covered the entire neon dress.

Feng Qing blinked, stretched out her hand to touch Nishang, the little thorn suddenly pierced Feng Qing's tender white finger as if it had eyes, and a drop of blood flowed down.

What she doesn't know is that this neon dress is indeed a treasure. Wearing it can make it invulnerable to swords and swords, and it will choose its own master. If you are not the master it chooses, as long as you touch the inside of the neon dress, the small thorns inside are like The small mouth usually sucks the person in the neon clothes until there is no blood left.

The drop of blood dripped down on the clothes. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed, and then disappeared. Feng Qing took a closer look, and the small thorns disappeared. The fabric was as soft as a ball of cotton. With a slight flicker in his eyes, he picked it up and put on that neon dress.

Book Hall:

"Master, Feng Junrou stole the Jinyun clothes from Feng Zeduan and gave it to Master Feng!" The sword appeared in the book hall.

Chen Moyu smiled, "Rou'er really showed up secretly, yes, just as I expected, luckily she didn't let her leave first, this time Qing'er got a big deal!"

His fingers unconsciously tapped on the dragon chair, and his voice changed, "Did Feng Zeduan discover it?"

"Yes! But looking at him, it seems that Feng Junrou stole it on purpose."

"Okay, this time let them steal the chicken and lose nothing!" The smile on Chen Moyu's face gradually widened, "Qing'er, it must be the owner of this Jinyun piece."

"How does Lord know, if..."

"If there is no if, Feng Zeduan is at a loss this time! Let's go, let's watch a good show together!" Chen Moyu said, then stood up and walked out.

(End of this chapter)