Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 223 The Walking Dead
Feng Jin smiled without explaining, and waved at the foreign man, "Come here!"

After a while, the man seemed to come to his senses, and slowly walked towards Feng Jin, stopped in front of the beauty's couch, and stood upright, he was still wrapped in the beast that could barely cover the key parts. Skin, toned chest, and slender and powerful thighs can be seen at a glance.

Seeing Feng Jin staring at the man, Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, and what made him even more depressed was still behind. Feng Jin began to reach out and stroke the man's skin, from his face to his chest, lower abdomen, and back. , arms, palms, all of them were touched, and they were touched very carefully.

The man just stood upright, allowing Feng Jin to touch him, with a calm expression on his face, neither angry nor resisting, neither happy nor angry.

"Ajin."

Wuming yelled in protest, Feng Jin continued to touch the man as if he had never heard of it, Wuming raised his voice and yelled again, "Ah Jin!"

Feng Jin subconsciously asked what's the matter, as if she just came to her senses?
Wuming was immediately discouraged. Seeing his gloomy face, Feng Jin smiled slightly, "It's not that I have any thoughts about him, but... that's all, I just said that you definitely don't understand, you will know when you touch it."

"I don't touch! I'm not interested in men!"

"You'll be interested if you touch it, come on, I won't lie to you..."

Seeing Wuming's resistance, Feng Jin grabbed his hand without saying a word, and put it on the man with a 'slap'.

Wuming's stomach churned, and he wanted to withdraw his hand reflexively, but he stopped for some reason, touched the man's skin with his fingers, and his face changed slightly, "This...why is it so cold? Could it be the reason of the wind? "

"I touched it when I was in the main hall before, and it was so cold at that time, there was no temperature at all."

Wuming frowned, and stroked other parts of the man. Even if he was touched by a big man, this foreign man didn't respond at all, and his eyes didn't fluctuate, like a pool of stagnant water.

Nameless checked it carefully, "It's not just because of the temperature. This person has no pulse, no heartbeat, and blood vessels never beat. He doesn't look like a living person, but a dead person, but it shouldn't be, he is obviously a living person..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly struck out and slapped Wuming fiercely. Wuming's eyes sank and his figure flashed, barely avoiding the man's attack.

In the next moment, the man rushed towards Feng Jin like a ferocious beast. The speed and ferocity of his movements made people look sideways. Feng Jin estimated that he could not avoid it, so he had to fight back. On his chest, there was a muffled cracking sound, which seemed to be the sound of ribs being broken, and Feng Jin felt pain even hearing that sound.

But the man didn't seem to feel it, and kept rushing towards Feng Jin for a moment.

Feng Jin's face changed suddenly. Seeing that the man was about to throw Feng Jin down, a cold light flashed in the air, and the nameless long sword came out of its sheath, piercing the man's chest fiercely, but it only made the man stop for a moment, and then he stopped again. He rushed towards Feng Jin.

Wuming frowned and looked at the man's pierced chest, his face changed again and again, the blood that flowed out was dark red, not bright red.

Only the blood of the dead, or the blood of a person who has been poisoned, is dark red!
"Ajin, you avoid it first!"

Wuming drew out his sword and attacked the man.

Feng Jin quickly dodged to the side, watching Wuming wrestling with the man, Wuming didn't use all his strength, but observed the man's movements while fighting.

The man's body was full of wounds, and dark red blood flowed everywhere, but he kept rushing towards Wuming as if he couldn't feel any pain.

What's even more weird is that the man's movements are very stiff, yet very fast, completely reckless. Even when fighting against Wuming, there is no expression on his face, and there is no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he is a puppet being manipulated .

Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, and he slashed across the man's leg with a sword, cutting off the man's calf and falling to the ground. If a normal person was severely injured by this, he would have fallen to the ground long ago, but the man didn't seem to feel anything. , hopped on one leg and rushed towards Wuming.

This scene is too weird!

Wuming felt that what he was dealing with was not a living person, but a corpse that knew no pain!

Wuming took the time to look at Feng Jin, Feng Jin's eyes were deep and cold, staring coldly at the man with a missing leg who was still bouncing around, his aggression unabated, his expression kept changing, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ajin."

Wuming called her softly, Feng Jin came back to his senses, and frowned, "Wuming, you don't have to waste your energy, he can't be killed! Even if his head is cut off, he can't die!"

"how can that be?"

"I'll explain to you later, you need someone to come in and tie him up first."

Wuming called the dark guard to come in according to his words, and the dark guard was shocked when he saw the foreign man who was missing a leg and was aggressively fighting with Wuming.

"Tie him up with a rope!"

"Yes, Lord Chief!"

The hidden guards quickly tied up the man with hemp rope. The man struggled non-stop. With great strength, he threw away the hidden guards at both ends of the rope several times.

The hidden guards swarmed up, and the rope became tighter and tighter. The man seemed to know that he couldn't struggle, so he stopped struggling, and stood upright on the spot, with dark red blood continuously dripping down, and his head slowly drooped.

Seeing that he was not moving, the hidden guards secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before the breath was released, the man suddenly raised his head, his blue eyes suddenly turned red, he grabbed the rope, and with great force, he thickened his thumb This scene shocked everyone.

"Get the chain!"

Wuming said coldly, the dark guard immediately took the iron chain as thick as a thumb, and quickly tied up the man. The man kept struggling, like a trapped animal, his eyes were red, but even though he was struggling like this, there was still a little expression on the man's face Nothing, the muscles on that face seemed to be fixed, and they didn't move.

So weird!

Just when the iron chain bound the man four or five times, and the work was about to be completed, red lines suddenly appeared on the man's body, densely packed, like snake lines, making one's scalp numb.

The man struggled hard, and after a few muffled bangs, the iron chain broke and fell to the ground with a clang.

Feng Jin's complexion changed again and again. This thumb-thick iron chain was specially prepared by the Dark Guard Camp for the brave prisoners. Most people can't break it. Even if they are unknown, they might have to use all their strength to break it. It broke so easily!

"Go and invite Prince Saya over here!"

Although he knew that Prince Saya might not know what was going on, Feng Jin had other thoughts in his heart.

Soon, the hidden guards would return to the Huixin Building, and Prince Saye, who had fallen asleep, was dragged out of the Huixin Building, and brought into the bedroom without stopping.

At this moment, the hidden guards were still fighting with the man, and they took several iron chains to tie him up, but the man either grabbed the chains and threw the dark guards away, or he tore the chains off.

The bedroom was in a mess, and Wuming stood beside Feng Jin, staring intently at the man with infinite strength and courage with his sharp eyes, trying to find something out of it.

As soon as Prince Saya entered the bedroom, a hidden guard rubbed his shoulder and flew out, falling to the ground outside.

Seeing the mess in the room and the man who looked like a ghost, Prince Saye, who was very upset because he was dragged up in the middle of the night, broke out in a cold sweat, "What, what's going on?"

"I still want to ask you what's going on! You actually sent someone who is neither human nor ghost to assassinate me!"

Feng Jin's voice was piercingly cold, and Prince Saye's face changed drastically, and he quickly argued, "No, no, Your Majesty, Xiao Wang has absolutely no such intentions. Xiao Wang has a request from Her Majesty, how could he send someone to assassinate Her Majesty?"

"Then tell me, what's going on?"

Feng Jin sneered, Prince Saya looked at the man who was holding the iron chain and kept throwing the guards away, his face turned blue immediately, he hurried over and patted the man on the shoulder, "Anova, hurry up!" calm down……"

As soon as his hand touched the man, the man's red eyeballs stared at him fiercely, which made Prince Saya's heart skip a beat, and he said inwardly that he was bad, and the next second, Prince Saya screamed and was slapped away by the man. Going out, he fell heavily on the ground, the pain caused him to hold his chest and yelled ouch. From the corner of his eye, he saw the piercingly cold eyes of Empress Da Zhou. Prince Saya was so shocked that he didn't dare to cry out the pain anymore, and quickly got up.

He stared dumbfounded at the ferocious man who kept throwing away the guards and breaking the iron chain, "How could this happen? Why did Anova lose control? Could it be the legacy of those drugs..."

Prince Saye's eyes went dark, and a black shadow flashed by. Wuming grabbed Prince Saye's collar and asked sharply, "What medicine? What do you want to do to Jin?"

(End of this chapter)