Chapter 354

Yan Qingyang instantly understood that this is the persimmon to pick up the soft pinch ah!

Besides, the middle-aged nun looked at what she was going to do between herself and Mrs. Feng. Eh, did she misunderstand something.

Yan Qingyang is still thinking, the two guards came, left and right a, she was taken away.

In this way, Yan Qingyang muddled into the prison, this is her second time into the prison of Wanjie City, every time into the unclear, in the final analysis, or cultivation is too bad.

However, she didn't worry too much. The middle-aged nun also knew that she didn't steal the glass bottle. It was estimated that when the city master came back, they would find out something.

She had to worry. Who was the glass bottle? How can I continue to get glass bottles? She is now extremely looking forward to Feng jiuying finding the glass bottle and falling into other people's hands. What can Mu Tianhe do.

Yan Qingyang worried for a while, depressed for a while, and spent the night in the prison.

Yan Qingyang was in a daze. Suddenly, a distant voice came out. A man in black came over. He was covered with a black veil and only showed his eyes.

"Yingjiang!" The man came to Yan Qingyang's prison and cried.

Yan Qingyang watched him warily.

With a sharp click, the man opened the lock of the prison door, opened the door, and said to Yan Qingyang, "Yingjiang, I'm here to save you. Let's go!"

Yan Qingyang frowned at him: "wait a minute, why do I want to leave? Who are you? Why did you save me? "

Yan Qingyang looks at the man suspiciously. In Wanjie City, she has no other friends except the old inn man. Who is this man?

"Someone asked me to save you, you go quickly, otherwise, the Lord will not let you go when he comes back!" That person anxiously says, say, come in, pull Yan Qing Yang's arm, want to pull her out.

"Who asked you to save me? Why didn't the Lord let me go? " Yan Qingyang pulled hard and pulled out her arm. She leaned aside warily and looked at the man in black.

"Hey, you should know that they must let you be the scapegoat for the glass bottle. Hurry up. If you don't, will you wait here to die?" That person is more anxious, she looked outside carefully, approached Yan Qingyang, and wanted to pull her arm again.

"I can't go!" Yan Qingyang shrunk, eyes bright, hard at the man in black, a sneer, "I'm gone, this is the implementation of the theft of glass bottles! Don't think I don't know your plan! "

The man in black was stunned for a moment, looking at Yan Qingyang.

"Ha ha ha!" After hearing his veil, Yan Qingyang gave out a cold laugh, "so smart, it's a pity, ha ha, it's useless!"

Having said that, I only took one step, and the palm wind suddenly came.

Yan Qingyang just felt that when he was dark, he lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, it was still dark. She got up and found that it was like a dense forest. Yan Qingyang thought it was very bad. She went up and down to check her body and found that there was a broken red rope tied on her wrist, which was the one Feng jiuying tied to the glass bottle.

It seems that they are going to set up! No wonder you have to let yourself escape!

Yan Qingyang wakes up in a flash. If she guesses well, her captors will arrive soon, and she runs out of the forest.

Suddenly, she heard a voice outside.

"Look for it quickly. Don't let Yingjiang who stole the glass bottle run away!"

"Well, we'll go right away, ma'am, and you're here?"

"Well!" A soft voice said, pause, the voice then said, "you go to that side to look, I come to this side!"

After that, there was a rustling sound in the forest. It was obvious that someone came in.

Yan Qingyang was so surprised that he ran forward. However, just after a few steps, a person stood in front of her quietly. It was Mrs. Feng who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Yan Qingyang screams that it's broken. The people who steal the glass bottle are most likely Mrs. Feng and Mo hang, because only two of them have a chance. However, what Yan Qingyang suspects most is Mrs. Feng.

"Why, red rope?" Lady Feng called softly, "it's really you!"

Then, with a shake of the sleeve, a ribbon came out of the sleeve. With a brush, the ribbon became straight, like a long sword, straight to Yan Qingyang's throat.

That's killing me!

Yan Qingyang was so scared that he rolled away, but he was already in a mess.

Mrs. Feng has already completed Yuan Ying's life. She is just like teasing a kitten. Yan Qingyang is in great distress. At last, she is out of breath and simply leans on the tree.

Mrs. Feng came over, squatted in front of Yan Qingyang, and sighed: "I really don't want to kill you. There is a lot of blood on my hands, and you are so young, but... Alas, you'd better die!"

Yan Qingyang leaned against the tree and did not move. In fact, he was ready to go. He secretly called out a few poisonous bees and threw out a few explosive runes.

Golden mang flash, Feng lady eyes squint, the sleeve just a shake, will be those several bees, as for the explosive flame, it is not a point of use to her.

She just flashed to the side and waved her sleeve again. The flaming talisman was shining, but there was no sound, as if the sound had been swallowed up. However, she flashed to the side, and there was a branch beside her, which lifted her veil off. At this time, Yan Qingyang turned around and just saw her face. At this time, the golden light of the flaming talisman was still shining on Mrs. Feng's face. Yan Qingyang could see Mrs. Feng's face clearly. This look, can not help but be surprised, a word blurted out: "Fenglin!" Mrs. Feng looks as like as two peas in the nose. Is it just the same as Longyuan's portrait of Feng Lin? Mrs. Feng was stunned. She touched her face and found that her veil had fallen off. However, she didn't take it seriously. On the contrary, she was puzzled by what Yan Qingyang said“ How do you know my name? " Mrs. Feng frowned. Yan Qingyang stood still and looked at Mrs. Feng. It was so similar to what Longyuan had described, as well as Fenglin in the portrait, especially the location of the little mole. What's more, the name is the same. Didn't Mrs. Feng ask "how do you know my name"! How can there be such a coincidence in the world! Mrs. Feng's eyebrows were fixed, and the ribbon in her hand was shaking. She came straight at Yan Qingyang. It was another killing move! The ribbon, like a sword, with the wind, attacked Yan Qingyang. Yan Qingyang could not avoid it. She had an idea and cried out, "Fenglin, do you remember Longyuan? The Dragon abyss of floating clouds Brush, the ribbon stopped, just in front of Yan Qingyang's throat. Less than an inch short of her life!