Chapter 1068 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (34)

After the toes landed on the ground, Feng lowered his head and slowly opened his hands. Surprisingly, the crystal stone that originally exuded a glistening white light suddenly dimmed.

Feng Qian was slightly stunned.

The room was also suddenly dark in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the ground shook, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fine sand and stones fell from the top of the head, Feng Qian looked slightly trembling, and stretched out his hand to grab Di Zhao's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the ground subsided, and the room suddenly collapsed.

A burst of dazzling white light surrounded the two of them.

The sound of gravel and collapse gradually faded away, and when I opened my eyes again, the scene had already changed.

…

"Eh? Your Excellency?"

Luo Yihan, who was sitting on the ice coffin, jumped down and jumped to Feng Qian's side.

"Have you been to this ghost place, my lord?"

Luo Yihan looked at Feng Qian, then at the silver-haired boy beside her.

The little boy blinked.

"Why is his hair white? His eyes are actually red. Hey, are those ears?"

Luo Xuanran walked out from behind, and flicked the back of Luo Yihan's head with his fingertips.

He covered his head in pain, and said angrily: "Luo Xuanran, you are a big villain!"

Luo Xuanran smiled lightly, and looked up at Feng Qian.

The young man was wearing a light blue long dress, with a gentle smile on his face, he said softly: "My brother is ignorant, sir, don't blame me."

Luo Yihan rolled his eyes at him, and hummed dissatisfiedly, "Someone started to dress like a beast again, who was daydreaming that he was going to abduct... um..."

Luo Xuanran covered Luo Yihan's mouth, and looked at Feng Qian apologetically: "My lord, this kid is outspoken, I will educate him well."

His eyes fell on the silver-haired and red-eyed young man again, slightly curious: "My lord, who is this?"

He remembered that there was no such outstanding young man in the team.

Moreover, the other party will walk with Lord Shangshen.

"Di Zhao."

The wind spoke softly.

Luo Xuanran didn't know about Di Zhao, but Luo Yihan did.

He widened his eyes and pushed Luo Xuanran's hand away.

"What? My lord, he is Di Zhao?"

Seeing Luo Yihan's reaction, Luo Xuanran was also very curious: "Who is Di Zhao?"

Luo Yihan explained: "The child who was with the adults before."

Having said that, Luo Xuanran also had an impression.

He remembered that the child was still young, but this...

He clicked his tongue.

Feng Qian had already skipped the two of them and walked to the ice coffin behind.

There are two ice coffins here, with the same workmanship and pattern.

Feng Qian stretched out his hand and placed his palm on the ice coffin.

freezing temperature.

At this moment, the spar she was holding in her hand suddenly became hot.

Feng Qian let go of his fingers, and the spar flew out, hovering over the ice coffin.

"What is this?"

Luo Yihan leaned over.

The originally dimmed spar light became even more dazzling.

Feng Qian looked at Di Zhao with a feeling, the young man raised his hand and grabbed the skirt of his chest, he bent down with a pained expression.

The silver-white hair covered the youth's peerless face, the slender white fingertips were tightened hard, the joints were white, and the rhythm of breathing was disordered.

"Azhao."

Feng Qian walked over quickly, Di Zhao struggled to open one eye, he stretched out his hand to push Feng Qian away, retreated, and shrank in the corner.

The silver-haired boy squatted in a corner, with his hands on his knees, his teeth clenched on his lower lip.

Thin sweat broke out on his forehead.

There was also a red luster in the wine red eyes.

A bloody smell gradually spread, Di Zhao bit his lip, blood overflowed from the corner of his lip, leaving a striking bloodstain.

Luo Yihan and Luo Xuanran were also dumbfounded.

what happened to him?

I can't write what I want to write, it's too uncomfortable.

33 was blocked, and the content of more than a thousand words was abruptly reduced to a few tens, and the plot was added later.

Alas, I feel so suffocated to write.