The man walked out slowly.
In the dark night, looming, very unreal.
However, Zi Qianqian saw...
There was a petite figure in the man's arms.
Under the faint firelight, Zi Qianqian could vaguely discern...
It was a woman.
A woman who looks extremely beautiful, like a fairy.
Zi Qianqian suddenly understood.
The person who wanted her to cooperate was not the one who looked like a shadow.
It's the woman in the shadow's arms.
Sure enough, the woman's quiet voice sounded: "Miss Zi, I will not go around in circles with you. Since you came here with Miss Xu, you have agreed to our cooperation."
Zi Qianqian frowned, looked at her warily, and didn't answer.
The woman didn't mind either, and continued on her own: "Since we want to cooperate, I will directly identify myself."
She patted the shadow holding her.
The shadow moved, and a faint light suddenly appeared from the chest.
It was a small night pearl.
The light completely revealed the woman's face.
"I am Feng Ling, Lord Regal's fiancée."
The corners of Feng Ling's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were slightly cold: "That bitch Ye Qingluo, when she sees a man, she will do everything she can to seduce him. Now even my elder brother has fallen into her trap."
Mention this.
The expression on Feng Ling's face showed a bit of ferocity and resentment.
this man...
Zi Qianqian felt familiar.
It seems that they met once before in Xilan Square where the class confronted each other.
At that time, this woman called Fengling was the fiancée who claimed to be Emperor Moxuan.
For Zi Qianqian to be able to get to where she is today, she is naturally not an ignorant person.
Hearing Feng Ling's words, he turned his head and roughly guessed the enmity between Feng Ling and Ye Qingluo.
It doesn't matter whether the "fiancée" that Fengling said is true or not.
Zi Qianqian can also rest assured.
Because Fengling really loves Emperor Moxuan.
It is bound to hate Ye Qingluo who got Emperor Moxuan.
This cooperation is not impossible.
Moreover, Zi Qianqian could tell that Feng Ling was seriously injured.
Only then will the shadow become her legs, leading her to wander around the lair of flames.
this hurts...
Zi Qianqian thought of how Ye Qingluo and his party came back in the evening, covered in blood and blood.
Probably also can guess.
I'm afraid it was Ye Qingluo who hurt the wind chimes.
Thinking of this, Zi Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly, and resumed her usual dignity and aloofness: "How sure is Miss Feng?"
"If Miss Zi is willing to cooperate, there is a 100% chance." Feng Ling smiled inscrutablely.
Zi Qianqian raised her eyebrows: "So confident?"
"Naturally." A gleam of madness and infatuation shot out from Feng Ling's eyes, "In order to get Brother Di back, I can sacrifice everything."
"..."
Women who are crazy about love are the most terrifying.
Zi Qianqian naturally understood this feeling.
She pondered for a moment, clenched her fists, and smiled proudly: "Okay, I promise to cooperate with you."
In the dark, no one can see.
Wisps of black aura lingered above the heads of the two of them, lingering for a long time.
…
In the middle of the night.
Zi Qianqian and Xu Xiaolian returned to the wooden shed.
They all had a smile on their faces.
Apparently they had a happy conversation with Feng Ling.
However, their smiles quickly froze on their faces.
The surrounding flames elongated the figure standing outside the wooden shed.
Ye Qingluo folded his arms around his chest and stood against a tree.
Under the light of the fire, the bluish-white uniform was dyed red.
The black hair scattered randomly on the shoulders floated wantonly.
It is dreamlike and glamorous.