Chapter 740: Feng Qingyi's experience

Chapter 740: Feng Qingyi's experience

   "Wind Tsing Yi!"

  Mu Bingyun quickly walked to the side of the bed, looking at Feng Qingyi who was lying on the bed, his face couldn't help changing. It was just that Feng Qingyi's exposed skin seemed to have been whipped, and it looked very miserable. Except for the face, there was no damage, and it is estimated that other places have suffered a lot of damage.

   Feng Qingyi's face was very pale, the corners of her lips were bloodless, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had shouted before, which made him aware. Even though he was dying, he still remembered the voice deep in his mind.

   "Ice...cloud?"

  's extremely weak voice, as if his throat had become hoarse. Mu Bingyun's brows were furrowed tightly. People who used to be so unrestrained and unrestrained in their actions, actually encountered such treatment.

After she came back to her senses, she quickly took Feng Qingyi's pulse, internal injuries and trauma. Fortunately, she had an elixir in her hand, so she quickly took out a pill and fed it to Feng Tsingyi, feeling that the elixir was working in his body. She breathed a sigh of relief after her body recovered slowly.

   "Lilac, find a junior and help him change his clothes."

  Li Lilac looked serious, didn't speak, and hurriedly turned away.

   After Xiao Ergang Feng Qingyi changed his clothes, the two went in again and found that although his face was still pale, his pulse had stabilized, and he was no longer just dying.

  The two were silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

   There are too many doubts bothering them now, but they don't want to know now. They just want to see Feng Qingyi wake up, and they also hate someone who can hurt Feng Qingyi like this.

  The two of them couldn't help but be shocked after they described his injuries to them. Obviously it was deliberately whipped, even with old and new scars, obviously Feng Qingyi was captured for a long time, and finally rescued by that mysterious man.

   "Ice cloud."

  Li Dingxiang opened her mouth and looked at Feng Qingyi, who was still in a coma. She couldn't bear it in her eyes, "Who do you think did this?"

"No matter who did it, I won't let him go!" Mu Bingyun's eyes were slightly cold, "You ask someone to check and see if you can find some clues. And the mysterious person, who is it? The mysterious background, if you can find it, try your best, if you can't, forget it. Since he can send me a letter once, then he will definitely make moves in the future."

   She was curious, who was the person who rescued Feng Qingyi and sent her a letter.

Is    someone she knows?

"Understood, then Bingyun, watch here first, and take him back when he wakes up! I'll let Lai Qing arrange the people. By the way, we're going in a hurry, so we have to go over to Qian Ji's side. Say."

"Um."

  Mu Bingyun responded, but he was in no mood at the moment. Regarding what happened to Feng Qingyi, we can only talk about it when he wakes up. After Li Dingxiang glanced at Feng Qingyi who was not awake again, she finally pushed the door and left.

   One day later, Feng Qingyi only felt as if his body had been soaked in a hot spring. After years of torture, he had become accustomed to the pain, and even became numb. Is he dead?

  Recalling before, he vaguely heard a voice that he hadn't heard in his heart for a long time. This voice has always been hidden deep in his mind and also in his heart. That poisonous disciple, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

  How could it be possible, he might never be able to see her if he fell into that place. He sighed deeply and withdrew his smile. He slowly opened his eyes, thinking about what means those people would use to torture him today.

   No matter how much he tortured him, he would never obey them.

   When he opened his eyes and introduced a scene that was not familiar in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He felt that someone in the room raised his eyes and saw a red figure. He opened his mouth and wanted to call out the name that he hadn't called for a long time, but the silver-white hair made him hesitate.

   He particularly clearly remembered that the poisonous disciple had an enviable head of blue silk, very long, very long, reaching her ankles. Although this person looks very similar now, he has silver hair.

   He shook his head and smiled in disappointment. Could it be that the perverted woman sees him disobedient and wants to toss him in another way?

  Thinking that Feng Qingyi was also a leader in the past, but he didn't expect that because he was a little good-looking, he would be coveted and caught by those perverted women.

  The world is unpredictable, and after tossing, he is tossing. Although he feels that his body is unprecedentedly comfortable, he can be comfortable for a while, no matter what happens next, he will definitely let those perverted women do as they wish.

  He Feng Qingyi doesn't like being manipulated by others, even if he dies, let alone become a woman's plaything.

   "Tsing Yi, are you awake?"

   Just as he was about to close his eyes and prepare to rest, a familiar voice crossed his heart. It's not like the softness of ordinary women, nor the crispness of some women, but it is very familiar, with a bit of coolness, and the voice is very monotonous, which can be remembered when you hear it.

   Strangers feel indifferent, but familiar ones are very comfortable.

   This voice is not that poisonous disciple, who is it?

   There was a glint of joy in his eyes, and he quickly looked in front of the door, only to find that the door was still closed, as if he had remembered something, he suddenly looked towards the windowsill. Sure enough, a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

   There was some confusion in his eyes, this silver-haired woman turned out to be her!

   The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes looked dull, but he clearly felt how happy she was now.

   "Ice Cloud?"

   He was still a little unsure, what about her black hair?

   Of course this is not important, he is wondering if he is still in that perverted place.

   "How are you feeling?"

  Mu Bingyun came over, grabbed his wrist and felt the pulse: "It seems that there is no major problem. Don't practice these days, and heal the injury first."

   She didn't rush to ask what happened to Feng Qingyi, but seeing that the other party was still very energetic, she didn't seem to have been destroyed by this endless torture, and she felt a lot more relieved.

   What she was afraid of was that Feng Qingyi was no longer the Feng Qingyi she once was, and whoever suffered such torture would not necessarily be the same as before.

"I'm okay."

  Feng Tsing Yi finally believed it, his words were still indifferent, like a spring breeze blowing, which made people very comfortable. Even after being tortured for so long, he was still able to smile at this time.

   "I didn't expect to see you again, but it's a bit embarrassing to do it this way."

   He seemed to be annoyed. He, who had always paid attention to his image, seemed to have collapsed in front of her. But he laughed again, it was this time, and he was still thinking about his own image.

   Isn't it supposed to celebrate being alive?

   He has determined that he came out alive.