Chapter 549 Brother Qianming, you have been betrayed!

You should know that the Sky Battle Art he practiced is the best technique to match with the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

The two complement each other, and the power released when the two are added together is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

But it is too late to say anything now. The magic weapon has been erased of the soul imprint. He can't protect himself now, so how can he care about the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear.

Looking at this dark dungeon, Feng Qianming felt miserable.

How outstanding he is. He has reached the peak of the Saint Realm at such a young age. His future achievements will surely be shocking.

But he didn't expect that in the process of revenge, he actually capsized in the gutter and fell into Ye Yun's hands.

Feng Qianming didn't know what the end would be, but he could imagine that it would probably not be good.

He didn't figure out how Ye Yun locked him in anyway, and was able to set up a trap in such a short time to let himself get in.

This guy, I haven't heard of such a smart mind, it feels completely different from the rumors.

He felt a little regretful. He should have known more and should not have acted without understanding the situation, which led him to this point.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came.

Feng Qianming immediately held his breath and stared at the outside of the prison door.

The next second, when he saw the two figures who had just walked in, he was immediately refreshed when he saw one of them.

Ye Yun!

As for the woman in red standing next to Ye Yun, Feng Qianming felt quite familiar with her after a quick glance.

But it was just a little familiar. He didn't know where he had seen her before.

Now he didn't have time to think about these things. He was worried about what would happen if Ye Yun suddenly came to him at this time.

"Young Master, please."

The prison guard of the prison respectfully unlocked the door.

Ye Yun nodded slightly, waved away the prison guard, and walked into the cell.

Following Ye Yun, Long Er's pair of jade-like eyes looked at the miserable Feng Qianming, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

No matter what, Feng Qianming had used the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear before.

Although Feng Qianming had never seen Long Er, Long Er knew him.

But the pity in his eyes soon disappeared. Long Er knew very well that she belonged to Ye Yun now and could not think about other people anymore.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be disloyal to Ye Yun.

"Brother Qianming, are you okay? Have you been living here these days?" Ye Yun looked at the environment of the cell and asked knowingly.

"Ye--Yun!!"

"Hua La La!!"

Feng Qianming roared and struggled frantically, and the chains that bound him kept making noises.

But unfortunately, he was just an ordinary person who was a little bit stronger now.

How could he break free from the chains, and it was even more impossible to hurt Ye Yun.

Ye Yun liked this kind of situation, the other party was very unhappy with him, but he couldn't kill him.

"Brother Qianming, don't be so excited. I just came here to see how your food and accommodation are.

But seeing you so energetic, I feel relieved. It seems that you are not treated unfairly here.

Very good, very good!"

The word "very good" made Long'er, who was beside Ye Yun, twitch his mouth slightly.

The surrounding environment has nothing to do with the word "very good", okay?

It's not an exaggeration to say that this is not a place for people to live. How can it be very good?

However, these words were said by Ye Yun after all. What he said was what it was, and no one dared to object.

Suddenly, Ye Yun grabbed Long'er's hand and gently brought her into his arms.

This sudden situation caught Long'er, the person involved, off guard for a while.

Being suddenly held in his arms, Long'er felt that Ye Yun was so close to her, and she couldn't help but turn her head aside. She didn't resist.

A slight blush appeared on her fair face. Although she was a spirit, Long'er knew a lot.

Seeing that Ye Yun seemed to be showing affection in front of him, Feng Qianming looked at him coldly and spat fiercely.

"Puh!"

With a casual wave of his hand, a spiritual power bounced back the saliva that Feng Qianming spat out.

"Pah!"

The saliva hit his face accurately, and the scene was hard to look at.

"Hua Hua Hua!!"

Feeling insulted, Feng Qianming pulled the bracelet on his body with all his strength, but it didn't work.

"Ah Ah Ah!!"

Screaming hysterically, Feng Qianming wanted to eat Ye Yun's flesh and drink his blood.

Seeing the other party like this, Ye Yun smiled slightly.

"Brother Qianming, do you know... who she is?"

Faced with this sudden question, Feng Qianming's restless body suddenly calmed down.

He turned his eyes to Long Er, and his heart was full of doubts.

He was sure that he had never seen this woman.

Since he had never seen this woman, how could he know her?

However, when he first met this woman, he felt a sense of familiarity, which was hard to explain.

He was very sure that he had never seen this person before, but why did he feel familiar? For a moment, Feng Qianming fell silent.

With a playful smile on his face, Ye Yun gently pinched Long'er's chin, turned her head towards Feng Qianming, and asked.

"Long'er, do you... know him?"

Although she didn't know what Ye Yun wanted to do, Long Er would not go against Ye Yun.

Her current master was Ye Yun, and as a weapon spirit, she would naturally not go against her master.

"I... know him."

Long Er lowered her eyebrows slightly with her breath as sweet as orchid.

"This voice...?!"

Feng Qianming's whole brain buzzed, and he seemed to have thought of something.

Before, although he had never seen Long Er's true appearance, he had heard that kind of voice that sometimes came from his mind.

Could this woman in red in front of him be... the weapon spirit of the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear? !

Feng Qianming suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ye Yun and Long Er in disbelief.

"You... you are... the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear?!"

His tone was a little uncertain, and he didn't want to believe that the facts were what he thought.

However, Long Er just nodded slightly, and completely shattered his fantasy.

"Sorry, Feng Qianming, I belong to Ye Yun now."

This sentence made Feng Qianming feel like falling into an ice cellar.

His whole body was cold and trembling slightly, and Feng Qianming's eyes gradually became cold.

Feng Qianming's anger was rising wildly, and he clenched his fists tightly, and then he heard him questioning in a harsh voice.

"You... are obviously my weapon spirit, why did you betray me?! Ah!!"

He felt particularly unbalanced, because when he was the master of the Blood-Crying Dragon Spear, he had never seen Kong'er, who was a weapon spirit.

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