Pluto's Favorite: The Gold Killer Concubine

If it was an ordinary expert, it would be difficult to dodge it, but Yan Wuqing was obviously not an ordinary expert. He was a little surprised by the speed of Feng Yaorao's whip, but he avoided it without much effort.

Feng Yaorao did not pause, and the whip still attacked Yan Wuqing.

After a few moves, Feng Yaorao's whip still did not touch a corner of Yan Wuqing's clothes.

However, Feng Yaorao is not discouraged, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, she will do her best.

Cang Yao was on the side, but he was not so at ease. It should be said that he was worried to death, but he couldn't intervene. In this way, Rao'er would hate himself.

"Yan Wuqing, if you don't take action, are you looking down on me?" Feng Yaorao was a little displeased when she saw Yan Wuqing didn't take action.

Because she intends to kill one thousand herself and eight hundred to the enemy, but if Yan Wuqing does not take action, he will not be able to act according to the plan.

"To deal with you, this hall doesn't need to take action." Yan Wuqing's voice was full of endless banter, as if he didn't take Feng Yaorao in his eyes at all.

In fact, he did not want to hurt Feng Yaorao. After all, Feng Yaorao aroused his interest. This martial arts prodigy is rare to see in a thousand years!

"Oh! Is that so? What do I think, it looks like you're being played around by my whip!" Feng Yaorao sneered.

When the words fell, as if provoked, Yan Wuqing grabbed Feng Yaorao's whip, and Feng Yaorao didn't want to draw the whip, but in the eyes of people who didn't see it, there was a flash of success.

"Exciting general law, very good, then now, it's time to change the main hall." Yan Wuqing said coldly, obviously being stimulated by Feng Yaorao's exciting general method.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a hot hand in his hand, so hot that he had to let go of the whip immediately.

Seeing the burn-like scars on his hands, Yan Wuqing's breath became heavy and heavy, looking at Feng Yaorao coldly, and said, "Are you cheating?"

Yan Wuqing thought that Feng Yaorao smeared poison on the whip.

Seeing such a result, Cang Yao was completely relieved, but he also thought that Feng Yaorao had smeared poison on the whip.

"If you lose, you lose. Now that your hand has been injured, what you said will be counted." Feng Yaorao did not feel guilty about using small means for herself. How can we win!

Although it was beyond her expectation that she could win so easily this time, it was her fault that Yan Wuqing was so easily provoked.

"If this hall speaks, it doesn't matter!" The implication is that this is the rhythm of repentance.

"Yan Wuqing, you don't want to hurt her." Yan Wuqing's remorse made Cang Yao immediately stand in front of Feng Yaorao and said coldly.

And Feng Yaorao was also deeply unhappy because of Yan Wuqing's repentance, her eyes were cold, but she was very calm.

She knew very well that if Yan Wuqing repented, then it was destined to be either your death or my death.

She didn't think people like Yan Wuqing would be sympathetic or soft-hearted.

Yan Wuqing looked at Shang Feng Yaoluo's calm eyes, and for some reason, he gave a "squeak" because he saw the breath of death in her eyes. That kind of death is not your death, but both.

It's not that Feng Yaorao has the ability to perish with him, but it is a feeling that comes from the heart, they are like one body, as long as one of them dies, both will be destroyed.

Why?Why does he feel this way?If it was an ordinary expert, it would be difficult to dodge it, but Yan Wuqing was obviously not an ordinary expert. He was a little surprised by the speed of Feng Yaorao's whip, but he avoided it without much effort.

Feng Yaorao did not pause, and the whip still attacked Yan Wuqing.

After a few moves, Feng Yaorao's whip still did not touch a corner of Yan Wuqing's clothes.

However, Feng Yaorao is not discouraged, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, she will do her best.

Cang Yao was on the side, but he was not so at ease. It should be said that he was worried to death, but he couldn't intervene. In this way, Rao'er would hate himself.

"Yan Wuqing, if you don't take action, are you looking down on me?" Feng Yaorao was a little displeased when she saw Yan Wuqing didn't take action.

Because she intends to kill one thousand herself and eight hundred to the enemy, but if Yan Wuqing does not take action, he will not be able to act according to the plan.

"To deal with you, this hall doesn't need to take action." Yan Wuqing's voice was full of endless banter, as if he didn't take Feng Yaorao in his eyes at all.

In fact, he did not want to hurt Feng Yaorao. After all, Feng Yaorao aroused his interest. This martial arts prodigy is rare to see in a thousand years!

"Oh! Is that so? What do I think, it looks like you're being played around by my whip!" Feng Yaorao sneered.

When the words fell, as if provoked, Yan Wuqing grabbed Feng Yaorao's whip, and Feng Yaorao didn't want to draw the whip, but in the eyes of people who didn't see it, there was a flash of success.

"Exciting general law, very good, then now, it's time to change the main hall." Yan Wuqing said coldly, obviously being stimulated by Feng Yaorao's exciting general method.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a hot hand in his hand, so hot that he had to let go of the whip immediately.

Seeing the burn-like scars on his hands, Yan Wuqing's breath became heavy and heavy, looking at Feng Yaorao coldly, and said, "Are you cheating?"

Yan Wuqing thought that Feng Yaorao smeared poison on the whip.

Seeing such a result, Cang Yao was completely relieved, but he also thought that Feng Yaorao had smeared poison on the whip.

"If you lose, you lose. Now that your hand has been injured, what you said will be counted." Feng Yaorao did not feel guilty about using small means for herself. How can we win!

Although it was beyond her expectation that she could win so easily this time, it was her fault that Yan Wuqing was so easily provoked.

"If this hall speaks, it doesn't matter!" The implication is that this is the rhythm of repentance.

"Yan Wuqing, you don't want to hurt her." Yan Wuqing's remorse made Cang Yao immediately stand in front of Feng Yaorao and said coldly.

And Feng Yaorao was also deeply unhappy because of Yan Wuqing's repentance, her eyes were cold, but she was very calm.

She knew very well that if Yan Wuqing repented, then it was destined to be either your death or my death.

She didn't think people like Yan Wuqing would be sympathetic or soft-hearted.

Yan Wuqing looked at Shang Feng Yaoluo's calm eyes, and for some reason, he gave a "squeak" because he saw the breath of death in her eyes. That kind of death is not your death, but both.

It's not that Feng Yaorao has the ability to perish with him, but it is a feeling that comes from the heart, they are like one body, as long as one of them dies, both will be destroyed.

Why?Why does he feel this way?