Chapter 151: Mole
Chang Ya stood still, waiting for Mao's reaction. Sure enough, Ah Mao walked to the front of the stone gate and suddenly said in a sullen voice: "You! Turn the ban on! Her tone was not good, and she seemed to vent all the unhappiness in her heart on Chang Ya's body.
Chang Ya smiled, not annoyed, calmly took Ah Mao's hand, and walked through the stone gate easily. Feng Lingkong outside the stone gate was still unconscious, and Feng Qianyu sat at the door dejectedly, as if waiting for something. At this time, he saw the man in white and Ah Mao passing directly through the wall, and his heart was shocked, but soon, he regained his composure, and then turned his eyes to Ah Mao and asked, "Ah Mao, where is my imperial brother?" Why didn't he come out? β
Seeing Feng Qianyu's anxious appearance, Ah Mao hurriedly comforted: "Don't panic, Prince Feng Rin ......"
Before Mao finished speaking, she suddenly felt Chang Ya tug down her sleeve slightly. She squinted at Chang Ya, only to see that he didn't look at her, just stared at Feng Qianyu quietly, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Seeing that Chang Ya seemed unwilling to let Ah Mao reveal the situation in the cave, Feng Qianyu immediately smiled, "Ah Mao, I don't know which Divine Monarch this is?" It was really ...... to be able to pass through the prohibition of Fengling Cave so easily Incredible. β
Feng Qianyu said that, but in his heart, he hated Cheng Biting Jin who was killed halfway. Since Feng Lingkong fell into a coma, Feng Qianyu has never left, he wants to see the people in the cave lose their breath little by little, and his life will also go to the peak step by step. His plan will soon succeed, Feng Rin is trapped in the Fengling Cave, there is almost no chance of survival, even if the Feng Emperor comes, it will not help. And he can take this opportunity to replace his royal brother and become the crown prince of the Phoenix clan.
Maybe too wonderful dreams are fragile and short-lived, Feng Qianyu's sweet dream was just beginning to be messed up by the man who appeared out of thin air in front of him.
"Incredible?" Chang Ya raised her eyebrows and smiled. "The ambition of the second prince is really incredible."
When Mao heard Chang Ya's lukewarm sarcasm, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart. That feeling became clearer and clearer as Feng Qianyu's smile gradually collapsed. Her gaze locked tightly on Feng Qianyu, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What, what ambition?" Chang Ya, what do you mean by that? β
Chang Ya didn't answer Mao's question, but only asked about the details before they entered the cave and when the ban was opened. Shigeru told the truth all that had happened. What followed was an even thicker sneer on Chang Ya's face.
"What's wrong?" Shigeru didn't know why.
"It's fine, I just think it's funny." Chang Ya lowered her eyes, and said to Feng Qianyu: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you have to do a full set of plays, but no one will cheer for you for this half-folded play." β
"What do you mean?" Feng Qianyu's face was pale and pale, he didn't expect that the man in front of him could perceive his thoughts so easily.
"Chang Ya, what the hell is going on? Say it! Mao couldn't wait, she looked at Feng Qianyu, who had a very bad face, and her heart became more and more worried.
Feng Qianyu's reactions were indeed abnormal, which she had felt since she came out. He gave her a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what was strange. He seemed to care about his imperial brother very much, but when she said that Feng Rin was okay for the time being, she saw a strange emotion flashing in Feng Qianyu's eyesβregret, worry, and fear.
Chang Ya smiled at Ah Mao and said, "There is a traitor among you, and this traitor is him." Chang Ya's slender and bony fingers pointed at Feng Qianyu who was standing opposite them without hesitation.
Feng Qianyu also smiled, and the voice of the male duck unique to the juvenile voice change period echoed between the stone walls, looking abrupt and weird. He narrowed his eyes and said faintly: "Since the Divine Monarch is so powerful, then I want to hear what you think?" β
Obviously, this is a provocation.
Chang Ya's crimson eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, "My brother is trapped in Fengling Cave, and his life is on the line, but you have been guarding the entrance of the cave, not calling people or asking for help." It doesn't look like what a younger brother should do, does it? β
Feng Qianyu was suffocated by his words, and then said, "So what? The prohibition here can only be opened every night, and even if the father comes, he will not be able to save the royal brother until tomorrow night. β
Feng Qianyu's subtext Chang Ya was very clear, even if he went to ask for help, he couldn't get anything back, not to mention that he didn't think about asking for help at all.
Chang Ya was not annoyed or angry, he looked at Feng Lingkong's unconscious face, "Okay, even if you go against common sense, don't ask for help." His hand suddenly pointed at Feng Lingkong and asked, "What about her?" If I'm right, she's probably fallen asleep like this after some kind of wood-based hypnotic spell. And your reaction was not to take her away from the Fengling Cave, but to choose to let her continue to sleep here, do you think this is normal? β
"Haha, so what? What are you suspecting? Just speak up! Feng Qianyu in the shadows looked indifferent, leaning against the stone wall on one side with her arms folded.
"I heard a long time ago that the second prince of the Phoenix clan is good at using the technique, but I didn't expect that you secretly practiced the wood technique under the guise of this technique. It's incredible. Chang Ya looked at this young man who looked a little thin, and it was difficult to associate the four words conspiracy and murder with him.
Sure enough, the most ruthless imperial family, how great is the charm of power? It can make relatives contradict each other and kill each other. Even if you kill everyone and climb to the supreme throne, can you really make yourself happy if you are cumin in this life and call yourself alone?
Chang Ya felt that these royal people were really incomprehensible, pathetic and hateful.
Ah Mao raised his head and looked at Feng Qianyu with some surprise, she knew that the Phoenix Clan, like the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, were all races that practiced fire-based magic. In the demon world, there are not a few goblins who practice fire-based spells, but the Phoenix Clan and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan are famous for their Nirvana Heavy Fire and Millennial Fox Fire that have been passed down from generation to generation.
Although the fire spell is powerful, it actually does not maximize its power. It is recorded in ancient books that only those who have learned both fire and wood techniques can use fire techniques to the extreme. However, since ancient times, such people have been few and far between. Although their strength is extremely strong, the process of cultivation is also very dangerous, and the wood spell can invisibly greatly increase the power of the fire spell. Correspondingly, once a practitioner does not properly control the wood-based spells, it is very easy to go mad and set himself on fire.