The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 406 Don't Kill Me!Do not kill me!
At this moment, Feng Qingyin stumbled with every step, as if she was stepping on cotton, her steps were feeble and feeble.

The position of her left atrium seemed to be eaten by thousands of insects and ants, but her ability to endure pain was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Even though the pain had already numb the nerve endings, she still gritted her teeth and walked forward.

There was cold sweat on her forehead, but she never even frowned, and kept walking forward, as if this body was not her own, but a rented one.

She knew very well in her heart that since Cang Yanlu could find Fengjia Bieyuan, his subordinates would definitely search nearby, and she had to rush back as soon as possible!

ASAP!

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'boom--'

The door of the underground secret room was opened, and Zhao Wan'er was startled when she heard the footsteps, and reflexively hid a pair of hands that had just grown new nails behind her back.

Her eyes were fixed on the door of the secret room, her shoulders trembled imperceptibly, and she had an expression on her face as if she was facing an enemy.

Obviously, after being tortured by Feng Qingyin in this dark secret room for a long time, she was already terrified of being tortured.

She stared at the dark door for a long time, and finally saw Feng Qingyin's figure.

The dress she was wearing had long been wet with sweat, and she looked as if she had just been fished out of the water. There was still a large piece of dried blood on her body, and she looked in a mess.

Zhao Wan'er didn't know what happened to her, and while she was in doubt, she took several steps back.

Feng Qingyin entered the secret room, her eyes moved, she gritted her teeth, and walked to the sarcophagus in the corner while leaning on the wall.

I remember when Dabai was around, every time she came in, he would stick out his huge triangular head and act like a baby to her.

Now that it's gone, even the Chamber of Secrets is empty, and this sarcophagus is even more redundant.

A look of coldness flashed across Feng Qingyin's eyes, and the next moment, she suddenly coughed violently, "Cough cough! Cough cough..."

The coughing sound was almost heart-piercing, as if to cough up all the internal organs.

Zhao Wan'er looked at her miserable and weak appearance, and hesitated to take a few steps forward, "Are... are you okay?"

Feng Qingyin's eyes slanted, she glanced at the timid Zhao Wan'er, narrowed her eyes coldly, thinking about something.

Zhao Wan'er was very uncomfortable being stared at by her eyes, and subconsciously turned around to stay away from her.

"Stop...ahem...you go and give me the incense on the table...ahem...light it..."

Feng Qingyin pointed to the requiem incense on the table, and coughed for a long time before she calmed down.

Zhao Wan'er looked at the bloodshot from the corner of her lips, her pupils tightened, "You, you are bleeding!"

Feng Qingyin didn't care about her injury at all, seeing that she dared not obey orders, she said angrily, "I'll let you burn...ahem...burn incense!"

Zhao Wan'er was very afraid of her, upon hearing this, she hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll order right away!"

She walked to the table, picked up the fire and lit the requiem incense, then turned to look at her, "Is this okay?"

"En." Feng Qingyin responded, and waved at her again, "Come here...cough cough..."

Zhao Wan'er was particularly afraid of her, but she didn't dare to disobey her orders, so she could only approach slowly.

Feng Qingyin pouted her chin towards the sarcophagus, "Take out the tripod I usually use."

"Yes." Zhao Wan'er followed suit again, and when the tripod was brought out, a dagger was directly held in front of her eyes.

Zhao Wan'er's pupils contracted fiercely, her arms trembled, and the tripod fell to the ground, "No, don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Idiot...cough...I won't kill you...just take your...cough...a few drops of blood..."

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)