Chapter 37 Please enter the urn
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The pungent stench and the chill that penetrated the bones, Feng Aoran frowned as soon as he stepped into the water prison. How could a second-generation ancestor like Feng Ye endure this?
Her heart moved slightly, and her steps became faster. There was the sound of rushing water in her ears. She followed the sound and saw Feng Ye in a corner of the water prison.
There was only one square ventilation hole in the dark water prison. A ray of light came in from the hole, just enough to see Feng Ye clearly.
Nowadays, he has completely lost the nobility of a young master. He is wearing a white prison uniform stained with mud. His hair is messy and he looks very depressed. He raises his head and looks at Feng Aoran with a smile, and then looks pitiful.
He said: "I knew you would be fine, but why did you come here?"
Feng Aoran suddenly felt dumbfounded. This guy could still say such relaxed words at this time.
"How did you know it was me when I covered my face?" Standing on the stage, Feng Aoran reached out and pulled off the veil on her face.
"It's a man's intuition." Feng Ye smiled, and the beam illuminated his thin and pale face. This man never belonged to the darkness, otherwise how could his smile be so bright.
Stepping slowly into the sewage, Feng Aoran walked towards Feng Ye step by step. The water was cold to the bones.
Margaret stood on the high platform and looked at Feng Aoran. She wouldn't step into such dirty water even if it kills her.
The distance between the two people got closer and closer, and Feng Aoran's heart became more and more painful. The closer she got, the more clearly she could see how deep Feng Ye was suffering.
She stretched out her hand to touch Feng Ye's face, but hesitated and finally did not put it down. She looked at the heavy chain, then at Feng Ye, stretched out her hand and broke the chain with a gentle tug.
Feng Ye was staring at Feng Aoran with a silly smile, but suddenly a light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Feng Aoran excitedly: "You, you succeeded?"
Feng Aoran paused for a moment, then smiled: "It's just a blessing in disguise. By the way, why did they lock you up? Where is your father?"
According to Feng Ye's father's status in the clan, Feng Ye would never suffer such injustice.
"Humph, he was the one who locked me up. I accidentally learned their secrets, and they also blocked my spiritual power. Otherwise, how could this iron chain trap me?" Feng Ye rubbed his wrist, his expression a little cold.
, but only for a moment he returned to his original appearance, stretched out his hand and hugged Feng Aoran into his arms.
"Oh, I'm glad you're okay. You shouldn't have come to save me." Feng Ye sighed, picked up Feng Aoran, and walked slowly towards the high platform.
Feng Aoran didn't struggle, just let him hold him like this, and stretched out her hand to tidy up his hair.
"What a touching scene."
The two of them had just stood firm on the high platform when a mocking voice rang out. Feng Qingqing came in with a few men in black, clapping her hands as they walked. She had already expected Feng Aoran to come back, and the natural faction
People were guarding Feng Ye's courtyard. She had been waiting hard for this day for the past six months.
"Long time no see Feng Qingqing, it's still the same." Feng Aoran looked at Feng Qingqing, she had become her thorn in the side.
It's a pity that a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse.
"Stop talking nonsense, I lost to you last time, so I won't make the same mistake this time." Feng Qingqing said, her spiritual energy surged, cyan light surrounded her body, and there was a faint cyan star above her head.
Chapter completed!