Feng Qingcheng's smile was like a flower, and suddenly collided with Ding Mao's gaze, the smile suddenly froze, and in the depths of his eyes, a cold light suddenly flashed, and he looked at him proudly and defiantly.Only this time, Ding Mao didn't do anything too tough, but coldly stopped looking at them.Originally, I thought that their rest room was one of those pavilions, but I didn't expect it to be a row of stone rooms.At the door of every ten stone chambers, there was a man in white standing, just like Ding Mao, without any expression on his face, with an indifferent expression.Ding Mao's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he snorted coldly."
See, this is your room, each of you can only be confined to the yellow flower garden every day, that is to say, with the yellow flower garden as the boundary, you can't cross the line, once you cross the line, you will be killed."
Feng Chengcheng's ink-stained deep eyes flowed with a cold color, and he looked at Ding Mao with a burning look: "We are not prisoners, why should we restrict our freedom?"
”Ding Mao's figure moved suddenly, and the person had moved in front of Feng Chengcheng, leaned down, and looked into her eyes."
Ninety-seven, don't challenge my patience."
Xiuxiu was so frightened that she subconsciously hugged Feng Tingcheng's neck, and looked at her timidly: "Sister......"
Feng Tingcheng's arms tightened, hugged her, and suddenly withdrew his gaze, looked away, and did not answer Ding Mao's words."
Very good," Ding Mao's eyes looked at the others proudly, "In the future, you will understand that what I said today is for your good." ”Glancing at Feng Chengcheng again, Ding Mao looked at the man in white in the distance: "A few junior disciples, arrange for them, and tomorrow morning, take them to the West Cliff to meet the high priest............
Because everyone has a number on their bodies, they all live in the corresponding room, but when it comes to Xiuxiu, she cries and shouts that she doesn't want to leave Feng Chengcheng, and Feng Chengcheng can only take her to her room.The stone room was very clean, but it was also extremely basic, except for a stone bed and a futon, only a pair of stone tables and stone benches and simple daily toiletries.Although along the way, Xiuxiu asked Feng Chengcheng to walk and hug, but the little girl was obviously still a little tired, and not long after climbing onto the stone bed, she fell asleep.Feng Qingcheng carefully covered her with a quilt and sat on one side with a frown.I don't know if Mu Shenxiao entered this world inexplicably like what happened to her.Moreover, what these ancient people did was completely different from what they imagined, and they seemed to be the lowest slaves in their hands.Could it be that this is why her father and the national teacher have repeatedly warned her that she can't continue to investigate?
Looking at Xiuxiu's dirty little face, Feng Qingcheng's brows furrowed even more, why would even a child of Xiuxiu's age appear here, is it random, or is there some kind of contract, some kind of premeditation?
Too many doubts linger in her heart, but everything has advantages and disadvantages, although she is trapped here, but at least it proves one thing, that is, the ancient clan did not disappear as rumored, on the contrary, it seems that it is quite moist.She suddenly thought of the high priest who Ding Mao said she would see tomorrow, and she didn't know who he was.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor