269 Chestnut in the Fire (7)
The sonorous sound lifted the shackles. The moment the door was opened, a strong musty smell was released, which made people cover their noses. It was a south-facing house, but all the panes were nailed down by wooden bars. The room with insufficient light and impermeable air was still dim with oil lamps. A light is like a bean, and it is clearly extinguished, reflecting a gauze curtain, and the figure of the beautiful woman behind the gauze curtain.
Leng Fengyi sat behind the curtain in front of several cases. An iron chain was chained to a jade wrist that connected to the wall behind him.
"Cold beauty?" Tang Yao lifted the curtain and slowly approached, his eyes full of unbearable smiles.
The guards retreated.
Feng Yi looked up haggardly, and a trace of resentment flashed in her empty eyes. But he didn't say a word, stubbornly raising the corners of his mouth.
"It's worth the name!" Tang Yao lightly slapped his palm three times, looked down and saw the white paper spread in front of her desk, and the pen that had long been thrown into the corner, and smiled even more unbearably. The arrogance of the cold beauty is enough to make the man ashamed.
It's a pity that Tang Yao has never been a person who lacks means.
He leaned over and picked up the pen, personally added some water to the inkstone, and said while studying the ink: "Three days, without a word, if the old man Jiang sees this, he will be furious." In order to avoid suffering, the cold beauty is still ......"
A cold snort interrupted the remarks, and Feng Yi laughed and said, "If I wrote it down easily, would I still be alive now?"
"Slap" Tang Yao raised his hand and slapped it, leaving a bright red palm print on his haggard face: "Don't toast and don't eat and punish wine!
Leng Fengyi's gray-white face immediately flashed a trace of horror. Hearing the name, she closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes lowered, and she was contemplating. This medicine can cause dizziness and confusion, once the poison is in a piercing pain, as long as you obey the instructions of the person who poisoned it, the pain can be alleviated.
She still remembered the bone-eating torture of the other day. It was as if in purgatory, and the whole body was about to be shattered into a thousand pieces. A voice full of temptation asked: "What is the meaning of the long river chant?"
She struggled to lift the pen, as if only lifting the pen could alleviate the pain in her heart. However, not a single word can be written. Not to mention that she hardly knows the so-called uses and solutions of the Long River Chant. Even if you know something, you can't reveal half of it.
The cold sweat wet the scattered hair, and the original beautiful demeanor was no longer half gone, only the red eyes, with hatred. The blurred shadows on the opposite side opened their teeth and claws, revealing a hideous smile, like the fangs of a wild beast. But she knew she couldn't be wrong. There was only that purple phantom in her mind, like a warm cloud enveloping her, blocking thousands of sword lights.
"Chu ......" tears rolled in his eyes.
She picked up the pen and wrote down the four words of Douda: No comment!
With a hand, the pen was thrown out heavily.
Then, in an instant, a powerful force struck, instantly pulling consciousness out of her mind, and all that awaited her was boundless darkness.
This is the Erosion of the Heart.
Leng Fengyi thought about it for a long time, so much so that Tang Yao fantasized about the beauty compromised. But from that dark and emaciated figure, he slowly confided in this sentence: "The eclipse is overused, maybe one day, I won't be able to remember the interpretation of the score of the Long River Yin." She smiled and said to Tang Yao, "You don't dare to kill me, you are all worried that you will lose contact with Changhe Yinqu from now on...... When I want to say it, I will naturally say it. ”