Just as she was suspicious and guessing, a sound of chains came into her ears in the darkness, causing her eyebrows to shrink suddenly.

The people behind her seemed to be locked here like her.

The sound of chains stopped in her ears, and a rather surprised voice echoed in the ink.

"You don't seem to be afraid?" His voice was old and a little hoarse. Apart from that, there was no emotional fluctuation.

Fortunately, Feng Qingcheng is sure that the other party is a man.

And it is a pretty old man.

"I'm afraid... why aren't I afraid?" Feng Qingcheng smiled coldly, "Why are you not afraid when you encounter something like this?"

"Haha..." The man in the dark smiled faintly, raised his hand and stroked her arm: "Is that true, but your voice is so plain and your breathing is even, it doesn't look like you're afraid..."

The stinging feeling from the wrist made the wind's breathing slam, and then he let out a deep breath and sneered: "Who are you? Why are you locked in this dark place like me? Judging from the appearance of the chains on your body, it seems that you didn't stay here voluntarily, right?"

The hands slowly touched Feng Qingcheng's cheek along Feng Qingcheng's arms, "I'm already full of old bones, it's the same wherever I live..."

Feng Qingcheng shook his head with disgust and shouted angrily: "Old guy, I warn you to take your stinky hands away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude..."

But such actions and angrily shouting seemed to have no effect at all. The man's hands were still stubbornly stroking her face.

"Such facial features... are beautiful..."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but stop struggling, but let the other party grop on his face.

When his soft fingertips streaked across the edge of Feng Qingcheng's cheek, he seemed to smile relieved: "So that's it...but this mask is so thin and soft, it must be a clever person..."

While he was talking, his fingers actually touched her collarbone along her earlobe, which made Feng Qingcheng feel cold all over.

"Hey... Old man, please respect yourself... You are so old, why are you touching?"

Feng Qingcheng really wanted to kick the old man at this time. Although he seemed to have consciously avoided Gao Feng's part, being touched by a strange old man was ultimately an upsetting thing.

When the man touched the last bone on Feng Qingcheng's body, he quietly stood up, and his breathing was obviously a little rapid.

"Phoenix bones are natural..."

"What?" Feng Qingcheng's words that originally wanted to scold turned into a scammer when they said: "What does it mean?"

In the darkness, the other party suddenly grabbed her arm strongly, regardless of whether she would hurt her. He covered her mouth with one hand and whispered anxiously: "Remember, don't ask anything, don't say anything... I haven't said anything..."

...

As the heavy iron door opened, the long-lost light suddenly entered, making Feng Qingcheng, who had long been accustomed to the darkness, instinctively closed his eyes...

A stream of rice smelled unprecedentedly aroused Feng Qingcheng's appetite, his eyes washed away, and he looked at Su Qianguo who was walking leisurely.
Chapter completed!