Heartthrob collapsed today 2

The wind became weaker, and the smoke gradually dissipated.

The bride was held in Zhou Yanheng's arms. From Qian Fang's angle, he could only see the bride's side face. Compared with the dozen or so married brides in front, the gold ornaments on this one's head were no different. Complicated, after removing the phoenix crown, there is only a hairpin to tie up the hair.

It was also because of this that when the black hair was blown by the wind, it set off the profile of this person's face, adding a bit of lazy beauty.

Qian Fang didn't know how to describe this bride. In short, she felt that she was beautiful everywhere, as if it had grown in his heart, making his heart feel like being gently scratched by a cat's paw. The more he looked at it, the more he thought about it. To get each other.

Seeing Qian Fang looking back at the person in his arms three times a step at a time, Zhou Yan frowned slightly. He didn't want to make things troublesome, and he hated troublesome things, "Qian Fang." Zhou Yan called Qian Fang's name, his tone Low, with a hint of warning.

Qian Fang, who was walking a little ahead, was a little disappointed when he heard it, "tsk" and looked away.

The rest of them, including Yan Miao and Chen Zhou, didn't wake up from their lethargy until Zhou Yan and Qian Fang left for about a quarter of an hour.

Chen Zhou stood up staggeringly, his vision was still a little hazy, and his thoughts hadn't come back completely, so he shook his head vigorously first, and then patted his head with his hands.

Yan Miao also woke up immediately. After she woke up for more than ten seconds, she immediately looked at Fu Zhenhong's location, and when she found that there was no one there, panic appeared on her face: "Where is the person?" ! Where are people?"

Yan Miao looked around again, but found no sign of Fu Zhenhong, not even Qing Ji who was pretending to be a groom. "Could it be...Could it be that they were..." Yan Miao didn't continue, she didn't dare to say any more.

A sense of powerlessness flooded Yan Miao's mind. She fell to the ground in despair, holding her head in her hands, and buried her face in her knees: "Senior brother...I'm so useless, so useless...Obviously at that time... I'm right there, but I..."

Seeing Yan Miao like this, Chen Zhou felt extremely heavy. He walked up to Yan Miao, knelt down, and tried to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly didn't know how to continue.

After a while, Chen Zhou said: "Junior Sister... something strange happened." He paused, and put his hand on Yan Miao's back: "I recalled it, and in my mind, only the strong wind blowing and The memory of the thick fog, the other is completely lost."

When Yan Miao heard this, she raised her head, looked at Chen Zhou, her eyes were bloodshot, and she said with a choked voice: "I am the same, I always feel that I have forgotten a certain most critical point."

Chen Zhou thought for a while and analyzed: "Master Qingji and that Young Master Dongfang are not ordinary people, junior sister, I think the two of them...should be kidnapped on purpose."

Chen Zhou's words instantly reminded Yan Miao. She remembered the three words Mr. Dongfang said to her before she left. She also remembered the words the other party said in Xijiao. .

She could feel that Mr. Dongfang's words were not comforting polite words, but a kind of self-confidence and calmness revealed from the bottom of his bones under the absolute strength.

Young Master Dongfang is very strong.

Thinking of this, Yan Miao finally felt better.

Hope to finally receive good news from Master Dongfang and Master Qingji.

But at this moment, on the other side, Fu Zhenhong and Qingji, who were being cared about by Yan Miao and Chen Zhouji, had been brought by Zhou Yan and Qian Fang to a somewhat dim cave.

Fu Zhenhong felt that the man holding him put him on a soft cushion. Judging from the touch he felt in his hands, it should be a cushion made of tiger skin.

Because her eyes were closed, Fu Zhenhong used her ears to listen to the movement around her. The man named Zhou Yan should have left him temporarily after putting him down. Fu Zhenhong only heard another man named Qian Fang human murmurs.

In addition, the sound of tick-tock drops of water falling on the ground was very obvious, and Fu Zhenhong felt a hot air not far away.

There should be a natural bath in the hot direction.

Fu Zhenhong was about to concentrate on exploring the surrounding environment more, when she felt Qian Fang, who was muttering something in a low voice, walking towards him.

Qian Fang walked to Fu Zhenhong's side, squatted down, and admired Fu Zhenhong's face up close, "You are so beautiful... I don't know how amazing you will be when you open your eyes. I really hate to hand you over to you." Cave Master, I don’t want to see you being tortured into a fool like other brides..."

Qian Fang talked a lot, and at the end, he sighed deeply, then took out a rope and tied Fu Zhenhong up.

But in fact, it was tied, but it didn't look like it, because he just tied Fu Zhenhong's wrist with a rope, and he didn't tie his whole body like he did to those brides before.Even... Maybe because he didn't want Fu Zhenhong's skin to be rubbed against, the rope that Qian Fang tied Fu Zhenhong's wrist was tied loosely, as if he was just doing this symbolically.

After tying it up, Qian Fang stared intently at Fu Zhenhong's face. He was a little crazy looking at it, and his eyes also revealed the greed and desire in his nature. Pursing her lips, her Adam's apple rolled, and she raised her hand to touch Fu Zhenhong's lips.

And just when his fingertips were about to touch Fu Zhen's red lips, Zhou Yan who came in with an incense burner stopped him: "Qian Fang, do you want to die?"

There was no ups and downs in Zhou Yan's voice, but the tone instantly woke up Qian Fang, who was almost dazzled by the beauty in front of him.

"I...I...how dare I..." Qian Fang stood up, backing away and laughing with him, but only he knew best what he was thinking.

Zhou Yan was too lazy to waste energy guessing those crooked thoughts in Qian Fang's heart. He put the incense burner on the table, lit it and said to Qian Fang: "The cave master should be in the water prison, you go and call him."

Qian Fang was afraid of Zhou Yan in his heart, and the cave master also trusted Zhou Yan very much. Hearing what Zhou Yan said now, how could he dare to say no, so he nodded quickly.

After Qian Fang left, Zhou Yan saw that the groom's body was not yet tied up with a rope, so he easily tied Qingji up.Then, after his eyes touched Fu Zhenhong's wrist, Zhou Yan frowned slightly.

He walked to Fu Zhenhong's side and re-tightened the loose rope that Qian Fang deliberately tied. After doing this, he originally planned to tie the bride's body with the rope, but in the end he caught sight of the other party's face. Zhou Yan dismissed this idea.

Although Qian Fang was a little out of tune, he was right in saying one thing. This time, the bride was indeed pretty.

But no matter how good-looking it is, it will inevitably end up the same as the other dozen people in the end.Thinking of this, Zhou Yan took a few more glances at the sleepy bride. According to the speed at which the cigarettes spread in the incense burner, the bride should be about to wake up.

Zhou Yan was suddenly a little curious about what kind of expression the bride in front of her had when she woke up.Will it be like those women in the past, asking him for help with tears in their eyes, terrified and dazed; or will they stare at him with hateful eyes like Ling Chi, who seems to want to stab him with a knife; or deliberately Pretending to be calm, trying to negotiate with him with other things in exchange for a glimmer of life to escape.

Zhou Yan thought, no matter which one it is, it must be very charming made out of this extremely glamorous face.

Zhou Yan counted the time silently in his heart, one second...two seconds...three seconds...five seconds later, the eyelashes of the desolate bride in front of her blinked slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, and purposely looked at the man who was staring at him with the hazy and distracted eyes of when she just woke up.

At the moment when the two looked at each other, a look of amazement flashed across Zhou Yan's eyes.He stared into the eyes of the person in front of him, and for a moment, he seemed to see the cold and deep night scene under the stars and the bright moon.

"Who are you?" Zhou Yan heard the other party asking this, and the clear and cold voice came into his eardrums, not as thin as a woman's, a little low, revealing a kind of slow magnetism, just right pleasing to the ear.

Zhou Yan was silent. He had seen those brides waking up and questioning him hysterically. They cried, mourned, and all the emotions they vented were related to their own situation, but there was no one like the bride in front of him. Generally, the first sentence to speak is to ask who he is.

"Zhou Yan." He said, even he didn't know why, he who always ignored these people, actually answered the bride's question.

"You caught me..."

"Yes…"

"Where is this place?"

"Em Cave."

After answering Fu Zhenhong's three questions in a row, Zhou Yan stood up, not intending to reveal any more information.

Zhou Yan admitted that the bride this time is a bit special, but even so, nothing can be changed.After all, like those women locked in the water prison, they will become more and more desolate, and finally become a puppet without thinking.

Although it would be a pity to think about it, Zhou Yan didn't plan to do anything. Thinking of this, he glanced at Fu Zhenhong, then at the groom who was also awake, and stood aside without saying a word.

He was leaning against the stone wall, holding a long sword in his hand, lowering his eyes slightly, watching the curling white smoke drifting away from the incense burner, his expression was indifferent to a little cold-blooded.

This person named Zhou Yan is not the mountain god in the village name, but the cave master who wants to come, but now Fu Zhenhong and the others have not seen the real mastermind of these kidnapping incidents, plus what Zhou Yan and Qian Fang revealed in the words just now Information, those brides should still be alive and imprisoned in the water prison, so the disguise must continue.

In order to make him and Qingji look more like a couple, Fu Zhenhong, whose body and feet were not bound, stood up, and then dragged her somewhat weak body deliberately disguised under the fragrance of the incense burner , slowly walked towards Qingji.

Zhou Yan glanced at Fu Zhenhong's actions from the corner of his eye, but did not react at all. It seemed that Fu Zhenhong would not cause any disturbances, so he was not worried about accidents.

Fu Zhenhong walked to Qingji's side, sat down and leaned against Qingji's body, feeling Qingji's body tense instantly, a smile flashed across Fu Zhenhong's eyes, he deliberately softened his voice, and used a kind of With a worried tone, he said very naturally: "Master, are you okay?"

The voice is soft and slow, caring... with an intimate tone, as if at this moment, the two of them are not a groom and a bride in disguise, but a pair of newlyweds who truly love each other.

Qing Ji was stunned for a moment, that short two-character address was extremely unfamiliar to him, but it shocked his heart extremely, and he deliberately stopped for a moment.

Fortunately, Qingji quickly restrained his emotions. He glanced at Fu Zhenhong lightly, lowered his dark eyes, and replied in a low voice: "I'm fine..."

"I should have been scared, but after seeing you by my side, I feel at ease." Fu Zhenhong said slowly, looking at Qingji with eyes full of a bride's love and trust for the groom.

Such an expression immediately made Qingji's heart feel as if it was lightly pricked by a thin needle. He looked into the eyes of the man in front of him, and his face appeared in those dark pupils. It turns out that he likes... It really can be faked.

At this time, Zhou Yan suddenly said: "No matter how loyal and strong a love is, it cannot stand the test of death." There was a trace of sarcasm in his tone, as if he was laughing at the interaction between Fu Zhenhong and Qingji.

Not long after Zhou Yan's voice fell, an abnormally heavy footstep sounded in the cave. The footsteps were dull and slow, step by step, very slowly, like the sound of dragging a heavy stone on the ground. .

Fu Zhenhong and Qingji looked at each other, and at the same time looked in the direction of the voice.

At the entrance of a hole about three meters high obliquely in front of them, the light was very weak. In a shadow, with the sound of footsteps becoming clearer and clearer, an unusually tall black figure walked out of it.