Chapter 105 - Destroy a Thousand-Year-Old Soul
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
Actually, that wasnât what she was really seeing. In her eyes, Feng Qingtian had a pair of colorful wings that resembled those of a phoenix.
He was still gorgeous, but his head changed color along with his wings, as if there was an electric current flowing through him.
Sometimes he was all black, like a dark crow, but even then he was beautiful.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The man probably could never be ugly.
Feng Qingtian frowned. The water in the lake could reveal the real identity under the surface.
Nobody was immune to it, however high their cultivation was.
He had brought Gu Bailu here to see exactly what she was, but he didnât expect that Gu Bailu would be the first to taste the water.
Exactly what was she seeing?
Why was he now a cow, and now a horse?
Also, why couldnât he see Gu Bailuâs real self after drinking the water?
Did she not have a previous life?
âNonsense. Iâm not half as ugly as that.â Feng Qingtian scolded her and pulled her up.
âDonât touch me. My headâs spinning.â Gu Bailu lay in the meadow, unwilling to get up.
Feng Qingtian touched her forehead. It was burning.
Was her body unable to deal with the high spiritual power in the water?
âGet up. You canât stay here for too long.â
âLet me take a nap. I donât want to move.â Gu Bailu felt her body getting hotter and hotter, as if she was being roasted over a fire. The dream popped up in her head again.
The burning fires of hell consumed her like magma.
âItâs so hot. Iâm burning. Mom, dad, master, help me. The magma hurts.â
As if somebody had heard her, her parents and her master came to her rescue before she fell into the magma.
âDear daughter, itâs just a dream. Throw this thing away. Everything will be fine.â
She heard her motherâs voice, and her mother took off a necklace she was wearing and tossed it into the burning magma of hell.
Gu Bailu shouted, âNo...â
She sat up, and the first thing she saw was Feng Qingtianâs face.
Her head hurt less now, and Feng Qingtian no longer had wings.
âSomething happened to my brain just now,â Gu Bailu scratched her head and explained.
âWhat did you just say?â Feng Qingtian gave her a sharp and dangerous stare.
Gu Bailu shook her head. âI didnât say anything. The water made me hallucinate. You were hideous in my eyes.â
Gu Bailu stood up and touched her chest subconsciously.
She felt nothing, which made her uncomfortable.
There used to be something there, and she had forgotten it.
What was the nature of the dream?
Was it about the future? Or the past? Or did it mean nothing at all?
It was a pity she didnât get a closer look at the necklace.
Feng Qingtian dragged her over and asked coldly, âDid you mention the magma of hell?â
âHow would I know? I said I was hallucinating. I donât know what I was doing earlier.â
Who could say what the dream was about? She had been burning in the magma of hell for no reason.
According to the books she had read, only those who committed the most intolerable crimes were sentenced to the magma of hell.
The magma of hell could destroy a thousand-year-old soul and make it suffer forever.