The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Chapter 1194: Yu Qingqian's tears

  The man in the ink coat looked at Feng Li and Sheng Moran with a slightly sinister gaze.

   "Two brave little ants, since you have the courage to sabotage my plan, you will have to pay a heavy price."

   The man in ink hooked his lips and said: "The abyss **** is your Jedi, enjoy it."

   Yu Qingqian listened to the words of the man in ink, and two lines of clear tears couldn't help shedding, "Brother, Feng Li, why are you so stupid!"

  Feng Chen's long and narrow phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of darkness, and his heart was also tugging uncomfortable, "Feng Li, Mo Ran!"

   At this moment, I can't change the ending, but I don't know what to say.

  Sheng Moran's face did not show fear because he was about to be transported to the abyss. He looked at Yu Qingqian softly, "Little Qian, live happily, brother likes to see you smiling."

"Don't worry, we're just going to the abyss and hell, it's not about life and death. We will definitely live on and wait for the day we meet again." Sheng Moran looked at the pain and despair in his sister's eyes, and felt extremely uncomfortable. There was comfort on his face.

   In fact, he doesn't know whether he can live or not, but he doesn't want his sister to have more shackles because of this matter.

   "Brother! Brother!" Yu Qingqian cried, hoarse and choked: "Alive, you must also live."

  Sheng Moran nodded, then looked at Feng Chen: "Feng Chen, my sister will be handed over to you!"

   "Okay!" Feng Chen's eyes darkened, and his voice was also somewhat hoarse.

   Immediately, Feng Chen raised his head and fixedly looked at Feng Li, who looked exactly like him, his hoarse voice trembling a bit: "You're making your own decisions again."

   Feng Li had a wicked smile on his face, "Don't worry, your brother and my life are very big, it's not that easy to die."

   He completely restrained the hesitation in his heart and the uneasiness about facing the unknown hell, and he did not regret this disaster for Feng Chen. That was his closest brother, and Yu Qingqian was also the woman he loved deeply.

   Feng Chen was just about to speak when suddenly three big invisible hands stretched out from the expanding vortex, full of power that seemed to shake the world, and then tore the black beam that enveloped the three towards the entrance of the abyss.

   "Brother/Mo Ran, Feng Li!" Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen couldn't help shouting.

"Yu Qingqian, entering the abyss does not mean that you will die. If you want to save your brother and Feng Li, hurry up and cultivate to the Spirit Emperor, and come to the abyss by yourself." After the beam was pulled by two big invisible hands and disappeared into the vortex, Shi Xi's voice echoed in Yu Qingqian's ears.

   Then, the black light that enveloped Shi Xi was also pulled and disappeared into the vortex.

  Three beams of black light disappeared into the vortex, and the vortex in mid-air gradually closed and became smaller, and finally annihilated, as if it had never appeared.

   At this time, two figures in the sky came from far and near, and fell beside Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen to protect them.

   It was the referee and the old man in green.

   The referee looked at the man in ink with a bad expression: "You have overstepped!"

   He and the old man in green were preventing each other from attacking Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen again.

Originally, the man in black clothes did not intend to keep Feng Chen and Yu Qingqian alive. As long as he used the power of his body, he could break the secret art of Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen's refining patterns into the body, which only cost dozens of dollars. It's just to restore the vitality that has been damaged over the years.

   Decades are just a snap for someone of his level, and he can afford such a price.

   But since he agreed to Shi Xi, he naturally couldn't break his promise, and he wouldn't move two more small prey, so let them continue to be the goal and a driving force of the emperor's nephew's cultivation path.