The Villain's Bodyguard

Chapter forty-six

[Creak!]

The wall in front of her disappeared leaving the inconsistent stone floating in the air in its same spot. Meng already expected this to happen, however seeing it in real life still gave her a slight shock.

She leaned in closer to the floating stone and observed it closely. Before she opened the passage way the stone looked nearly just like the other stones. However, now if one looked closely they would see a small design on it. The design carried the shape of a circle with 1 arrow pointing out of it. Around the circle was a square as of trapping the circle inside of it.

'A level one formation trap.'

Meng used her hand to feel the tracing on the stone. Her lips quirked up, as she thought this world is interesting. The energy from the formation made her hand tingle from the contact.

Formations were carvings that only formations masters could create. The cravings there selves were simple to understand and create, however they couldn't be done by just anyone. It requires an extreme amount of control on spiritual energy. A type of control that could cost a cultivator a hundred years to accomplish to reach the first level.

Meng was lost in thought, before a groan entered her ears. Surprised, she jerked her hand away from the formation and stared cautiously at Feng Qi.

He was showing signs of waking up as his eyes started to flutter and his lips turned down into a frown from discomfort.

Meng squatted down before him and waved a hand in-front of his face. His eyes didn't flutter when she did it, therefore it didn't seem like he wasn't faking being asleep. For a moment, Meng thought that she had perhaps knocked him out wrong. Still for him to be showing signs of waking up so soon was a bit unexpected.

Even though he didn't struggle before, it didn't mean he wouldn't when he woke up. She needed to get him secured before that happened.

Once again, Meng picked up Feng Qi's sleeping body and brought him into the chamber.

...

Feng Qi opened his eyes, only to find himself lying in a narrow, dimly lit, enclosed area.

He tried to sit up but discovers that his hands and feet were bound to a hard table unable to move at all.

Looking around, he could see a nearly empty room consisting of only a table, which he was on, and Meng sitting in a chair twirling a knife in her hands. She looked lost in thought as she stared off into space.

So she brought him back here? Ru Gu Meng had been acting so different lately that he had completely forgotten about her previous tendencies of loving to bring him to this location.

Normally, about around this time, he would be feeling anger and disgust. However, seeing her small face scrunched up in concentration as she spun the overly large knife made him think that she looked really adorable right now.

[Clang!]

Meng, all of a sudden dropped the knife and clarity returned to her eyes. She calmly reached down and grabbed it before looking up. She froze when her and Feng Qi's eye met before she regained herself with wickedness gleaming in her eyes.

"So you are awake." She said in a nonchalant manner as she stood up and slowly toward the torture table. Standing over Feng Qi, a evil grin grew on her face. "Welcome to your worst nightmare."