Chapter 1068: I'm very cold, so I won't take the initiative to kiss you (34)
After the toes landed, Feng lowered his head and slowly opened his hands. Surprisingly, the spar, which originally exuded a sparkling white light, suddenly dimmed.
The wind was slightly stunned.
The room suddenly became dark.
Immediately afterwards, the ground shook, and the ground developed spider web-like cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fine sand and stones fell from the top of his head, Feng Qian looked slightly stern, and reached out and grabbed Di Zhao's hand.
Then the ground sank, and the interior collapsed suddenly.
A dazzling white light surrounded the two of them.
The sound of the gravel and the collapse gradually faded away, and when I opened my eyes again, the scene had changed.
…
"Eh? Sir?"
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, and then at the silver-haired boy beside her.
The little boy blinked.
"Why is his hair white? His eyes are actually red, eh, 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 big rascal!"
Luo Xuanran smiled lightly and looked up at Feng Qian.
The young man dressed in light blue long clothes, with a warm and jade-like smile between his eyebrows, he said in a low voice: "My brother is not sensible, adults don't blame it."
Luo Yihan rolled his eyes at him and hummed dissatisfiedly, "Someone started to be dressed like a beast again, who was daydreaming about being kidnapped... um..."
Luo Xuanran covered Luo Yihan's mouth and looked at Feng Qian apologetically: "Sir, this kid is open-mouthed, I will educate him well below."
His eyes fell on the silver-haired and red-eyed boy again, slightly curious: "Sir, who is this?"
He remembered that there was no such outstanding young man in the team.
Moreover, the other party will actually walk with the Lord God.
"Dizhao."
The wind spoke softly.
Luo Xuanran didn't know Di Zhao, but Luo Yihan knew.
He widened his eyes and took Luo Xuanran's hand away.
"What? Your lord, is he 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, and the one in front of him...
He tutted.
Feng Qian had already passed the two of them and walked to the ice coffin behind.
There are two ice coffins here, with the same workmanship and patterns.
Feng Qian stretched out his hand and covered the ice coffin with his palm.
freezing temperature.
At this moment, the spar in her palm suddenly became hot.
Feng Qian released his fingers, and the spar flew out and hovered over the ice coffin.
"What is this?"
Luo Yihan came over.
The originally dimmed spar light is even more dazzling.
Feng Qian looked at Di Zhao with a feeling, the young man raised his hand and grabbed the front of the shirt on his chest, he bent down, his expression painful.
The silver-white hair covered the youth's peerless face, the slender and fair fingertips tightened, the joints glowed white, and the breathing was chaotic.
"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 huddled in the corner.
The silver-haired boy squatted in the corner, tucked his knees with his hands, and bit his lower lip with his teeth.
There was sweat on his forehead.
The wine red eyes also glowed with red luster.
A **** smell gradually spread, Di Zhao bit his lip, blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and a striking bloodstain slipped out.
Luo Yihan and Luo Xuanran also looked confused.
what happened to him?