When Dongfang Haochen heard that Qingcheng was making soup specially for conditioning his body, he was excited and took a sip immediately, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Delicious! Cheng'er's craftsmanship is definitely the best I have ever tasted! "It tastes really good! And after drinking this soup, the warmth of the body increases, and it feels a lot more comfortable.

"Hey~ then you drink more~" Qingcheng phoenix eyes curled into a smile. Being praised by the people in your heart is also sweet in your heart.

The two slowly enjoyed a good supper time.

"My subordinates meet the master, princess!" The dark shadow came back.

Just as the two of them had finished eating and drinking, Dongfang Haochen replied indifferently: "Well, is the matter done?"

Dark Ye immediately said respectfully: "Reply to the master, it has been done!"

Qingcheng got up and said, "Then let's go, it's almost time."

Chen Wangfu Dungeon

Qingcheng and Dongfang Haochen were sitting in the hall of the cell. In front of them was a small round table of pear flowers and wood, with a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks.

It is said to be a "hall", but it is actually just a huge dungeon, with torture instruments on both sides, and a space left in the middle.

"Bring people out~ Just tie them to the wooden pole." Qingcheng ordered lightly.

"Yes!" Shadow immediately entered the innermost cell, dragging his hands and feet out by the ghost-faced man on the black iron chain.

As soon as the ghost-faced man arrived in the hall and saw Qingcheng and the two of them, he shouted, "What do you want to do! Stop messing around!"

He finally knew what Qingcheng gave him to eat, and he found that the spiritual power in his body could not be used at all, and his cultivation base was still there, but it seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, it is no different from an ordinary person, completely slaughtered by others.

Qingcheng looked at him with cold eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Hehe, what can I do? Naturally, I will do something to make you "spit out" obediently~ How about it? Do you want to explain it now? Or taste the "sweetness" first decide again?"

When the ghost-faced man heard this, his eyes immediately turned fierce: "Do you think this seat is scary? Humph! I won't say anything if I die!" After all, he is also a member of the sect, so how could he be casually attacked? threaten.

Dongfang Haochen looked at the ghost-faced man coldly from the side, and he acted like he would play whatever he wanted, as long as she was happy. In the dark night, the shadows are respectfully waiting by the side.

Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "Yo~ you're still a "tough guy"~ Haha. I don't know if you'll be tough or not after a while~" The conversation turned: "Shadow, hit him with this whip! Fifty whips are enough~" A dark purple whip appeared in his hand.

Looking at the ghost-faced man's eyes flashing a cold light, hum! "Fun" is yet to come!

Shadow stepped forward and took the whip respectfully, but the whip actually moved, "...Swish!" The tail of the whip suddenly swung and was about to be drawn towards Shadow.

"Zixiao!" Qingcheng drank immediately.

The whip stopped immediately, and it was lifted like a tail, swaying gently, as if to please Qingcheng.

Everyone in the dungeon, especially the shadow with the whip in his hand, was shocked! This is an artifact!

Dongfang Haochen chuckled, the little woman has so many secrets, it always surprises people.

Qingcheng's voice softened, and she said to Zixiao's whip: "Zixiao is good~ let the shadow use it first, the master needs to punish people now, be obedient."

Zi Xiao immediately understood, "Little Tail" shook it again, and rubbed Qingcheng's arm.

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