Chapter Twenty-Three: The Hell of the Dragon Palace
"What a grudge!"
Feng Qingling glanced around a few times at this Hessen Dragon Palace Hell, there was no difference, the same reef, the same coral, the same Dragon Palace building, except for the torture instruments with cold light hanging on the wall of the room and the cold breath of the whole room, there was really no other difference.
"Scared?" Long Xiangyu hooked the corners of his lower lip and brought her here to make her scared and let her retreat.
Feng Qingling jumped into a large pool of magma burning, and in an instant, the scorching magma spread to her waist and eyes, and the fiery red light reflected on her excited face, and she couldn't say it: "Brother Xiang, what is this? It's fun! It's more comfortable than the hot springs in the Feng Palace, do you want to come along?"
Long Xiangyu's eyes narrowed slightly. It was a pool of magma that could devour a fairy like Yukihime in an instant. Underneath it is an active volcano that hasn't erupted in tens of millions of years. The reason why this active volcano did not erupt was not because the time had not come, but because his father used mana to suppress it, and for thousands of years, it has not been released, and all the heat energy accumulated has been collected into this pool, and its heat can be imagined.
He raised his hand and threw a piece of 10,000-year-old ice into it, and he only heard a sound, and for a moment, even the ripples disappeared.
Feng Qingling saw that his face was not good, he was a little proud, and walked out lightly, and his white clothes were spotless.
How did Long Xiangyu know that the phoenix's nirvana rebirth once every thousand years, in the midst of the fire, the kind of pain that seems to erode away every pore of you but can't die right away, how can this little magma be compared?
Come to think of it, in the past tens of thousands of years, she has been reborn dozens of times, and all the disasters can be regarded as having experienced once, the betrayal of friends, the incomprehension of the world, the abandonment of relatives, etc., etc., the only thing that has not been experienced is the catastrophe that the gods are afraid of.
There are only three or four hundred years left before her next tribulation and rebirth, could it be that the calamity she is going to experience this time will be a love tribulation?
Even if it's a love calamity, the one who is painful and sad won't be herself, she thought. Because she, Feng Qingling, will not let herself live unhappily.
"Is there anything more fun?" Feng Qingling seemed to be addicted to playing, and at a glance he saw the piece of ice bed that he had just taken for ten thousand years, only to see that the crystal clear ice bed was surrounded by a cold light, and just looking at it made people tremble uncontrollably.
Feng Qingling jumped onto the bed and transformed into a fire phoenix, before she could spread her wings, the bed began to make a cracking sound of 'click', Feng Qingling was startled, hurriedly jumped away, and smiled apologetically at Long Xiangyu: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't expect my real body to be so heavy, and it actually crushed your bed! It's okay, I'll compensate you for a bigger and stronger one in a few days!"
The corners of Long Xiangyu's mouth twitched. Where was it crushed by her, it was clearly shattered by the scorching air flow of the fire phoenix on her body, the ice bed had begun to flow down gloomily, and on the wide bed surface, there was a small crack with the center as the origin and spreading around.
Long Xiangyu lowered his sleeves, and a white light shrouded him, and the ice bed that had already begun to melt instantly returned to its original state.
"Wow!Brother Xiang, you are so amazing~!" Feng Qingling looked at him with admiration on his face and shouted exaggeratedly.
Long Xiangyu hated to strangle her to death, what did this idiot do?