Lu turned back and dodged to avoid, seems to see each other at this time, did not salute, but instead drew out his waist short knife towards the other side of the attack.
Two people entangled together, figure as fast as a ghost, release of true qi white light gusts, next to the stone table and stool exploded, flying down countless debris. But Lu turned back is definitely not Teng Feng Yuan’s opponent, but a few moves were sent flying out, but he did not feel the slightest pain, quickly rolled over and climbed up, once again rushed to the other side.
He is ruthless, Teng Feng Yuan also no longer show mercy, gas sinking Dantian convergence of the body’s true qi, white light such as the sunrise dazzling, the road back to the back was sent flying a few feet away, fell to the ground spitting blood.
Teng Fengyuan asked him two more words, his mouth only low recite nine Luo Zijinshi, the other did not answer, bracing his body still want to get up, Teng Fengyuan naturally saw that he was in the road, one hand knife cut him stunned.
The night breeze, the curtains of the Spring Wind Building, the wind leaking in through the window blowing the candle flames swaying, Rong Qing reclining on the bed, green silk scattered, a red dress wrapped in snow-white skin, indescribable alluring and charming. Outside the terrace came the sound, she looked for the sound, see a ink hair black man pushed the door, holding a thing in his hands, with a black cloth cover, can not see the details.
Rong Qing sat up, “Back.”
“Uh-huh.” The visitor replied briefly.
“Did you bring the thing over?”
“Brought it.” Teng Feng Yuan uncovered the black cloth, and a round stone appeared in his hand, slightly smaller than a watermelon, glowing with a ghostly blue light, as deep as the night sky, and within it, there was a dark golden fluid surging, changing rapidly, as if it contained all things.
Rong Qing jumped up from the bed, walked over quickly, was about to reach out to pick up the stone, might as well have a hand like an iron claw clasping her throat, Teng Feng Yuan eyes cold, “What did you do?”
“You ……” Rong Qing seemed to be incredulous, mindful that Teng Feng Yuan could not possibly get rid of the control of the mesmerizing compulsion, turning to a soft voice, ”Your Holiness let go.”
Teng Feng Yuan buckled even tighter, watching her face turn blue when Fang loosened his hand and directly threw the person on the ground, “Ask you once more, what have you done?”
Rong Qing’s face turned white as she muttered, “How can that be?”
Teng Feng Yuan walked towards her, towering over her, his voice icy cold, “Refusing to tell the truth? I’ll use a hundred ways to make you beg for your life and beg for your death.”
Rong Qing’s face was a mishmash of unwillingness and fear as she shivered and asked, “How were you able to undo the Enchanting Heart Compulsion on your own?”
“So it’s the Enchanting Heart Compulsion.” Teng Feng Yuan pondered for a long time, he had seen this kind of compulsion in the canonical books, it is not easy to plant, but the solution is not too troublesome, that is why it is not used much in the rivers and lakes. Teng Feng Yuan put his heart at ease on the road back, slowly pacing in front of Rong Qing, “I didn’t solve it, because I didn’t get the compulsion.”
Rong Qing was even more unconvinced, “Then you did whatever I asked you to do at that time, you were clearly already hit.”
“That wasn’t me.” Teng Feng Yuan looked askance at a pair of black and white eyes, with his usual coldness and condescension, condescendingly said, “It was my double.”
Rong Qing spat out blood, even a room replacement, why not let him live for you?
He threw Rong Qing out, called his men to take people to the dungeon, and Rong Qing brought the girl caught together, tortured to confess, the two women in the end can not survive the torture, not much will be a fifty-fifty all confessed.