"Lord?"
Feng Chengcheng's eyes opened suddenly, and a strange streamer flashed through his jade-like eyes, and he looked at Mu Shenxiao with a burning look: "I killed his subordinates, are you sure he won't kill me in anger?"
”Mu Shenxiao's eyes were imperceptibly soft and flashed, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he suddenly turned around and slid over the wall, and silently pushed open a stone door.After the stone gate, to Feng Chengcheng's surprise, there was a faint cold light.It's just that after seeing everything in the room clearly, Feng Chengcheng finally understood why the room was full of cold light.It turned out to be a library full of bookshelves.On the surrounding walls, there are a number of night pearls the size of dragon's eyes.Although it was covered with black veil, he could still clearly see everything around him.Mu Shenxiao sneaked the torch in his hand into the base of the wall with his backhand, and carefully placed Feng Chengcheng on a rattan chair covered with tiger skin.Seeing her eyebrows shrink tightly because of the pain involved, Mu Shenxiao quietly raised his finger and gently stroked her eyebrows, stretching the tight wrinkle."
You rest here for a while, I'll be back soon......"
Feng Chengcheng lowered his jaw slightly, and his lips barely showed a light smile: "Go, I'm fine, I can't die for the time being......"
Mu Shenxiao kissed her eyebrows in distress, "Wait for me to ......"
After watching Mu Shenxiao disappear into the bookshelf step by step, Feng Chengcheng finally couldn't help but moan.The pain made her huddle in the wicker chair, feeling the pain of the bone and bone burning.In the unconscious flow of her eyes, she suddenly locked tightly on a bookshelf with a strange pattern.At the top of the bookshelf, there is a wooden plaque, although the wooden plaque has been dusted, but the pattern on it is still clear.In the center of the pattern, a man stands with a sword in both hands, the tip of which is pointed straight to the earth, looking proudly ahead.Although they are far away, Feng Chengcheng still feels the arrogance and recklessness in him, looking down on the world.It seems that wherever his eyes go, this is in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the splendid world, but it is between his control, subverting at will, the land of Cangshan, the rivers and lakes, the mountains and rivers, he waves his hand to dominate the ups and downs wantonly.Such a man seems to be a natural king supreme, and on his body, there is an incomparable domineering and bloody killing aura.Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but gently step down from the rattan chair and staggered over.In this person's body, although he has the domineering spirit of dominating the world, he also has an affinity that she can't resist.She stood on tiptoe, as if she wanted to touch the pattern hanging high, but because of the pain in her body, she couldn't help but snort, crashed into the bookshelf, and fell to the ground with no physical strength.As she fell, the neatly arranged scrolls on the shelves fell to the ground with a clatter.Perhaps because of the age, the twine tied to some of the scrolls broke on the ground, so the scrolls suddenly rolled down and scattered.Instinctively, Feng Chengcheng's gaze fell on the unfolding scroll.The font on the scroll is weird, definitely not the text here, but more like oracle bones.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor