The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

Seeing the strangely fallen bones on her feet, Feng Qining blinked to make sure she was not mistaken.look
No longer looking at the things at her feet, Feng Qining walked out of the room, continued to walk forward, and pushed open the next door. Just a little bit, a few cold arrows shot out from inside, and she was stabbed by the cold arrow. Feng Qining was so familiar with that voice, she avoided it subconsciously, and stuck her whole body against the door, but the arrow didn't seem to hit her, so she turned her head and shot at her back again. .

With a big knife, she narrowly avoided the cold arrow. Looking at the arrow that had been cut in half, Feng Qining did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the shoes in front of her, raised her head, and Zong Zhenghao stood in front of her again.

Why is this person lingering like those human bones? [

"Tell me who you are?"

Zong Zhenghao's hand pinched her neck, Feng Qining's eyes darkened, and he struck, as fast as lightning, pinching Zong Zhenghao's lifeblood.

"Tell me, is it you who is faster, or me who is faster?"

If Feng Qining's nails were deeper, as long as she was deeper, Zong Zhenghao's blood vessels would be cut off. In this place, she didn't think anyone would come to rescue her.

Zong Zhenghao's deep eyes seemed to be illuminated by light, and the light gradually faded away, and finally, the sun bloomed in his eyes.

"You are Ning'er"

There was endless affirmation in the words, Zong Zhenghao hugged her, Feng Qining lowered her head, looked at Zong Zhenghao's big foot, and stepped on it mercilessly.

Zong Zhenghao did not let go of her, but hugged her even tighter, and Feng Qining separated the distance between them with her hands.

"King Hao, let go"

Feng Qining patted him on the back with ingenuity, Zong Zhenghao felt the pain and let go of Feng Qining, he let go, Feng Qining immediately jumped three feet away from him, eyes vigilant, as if treating an enemy.

His appearance made Zong Zhenghao smile wryly: "Ning'er, am I so scary?"

"You're not scary, I'm just sorry, I don't want to see you"

A very hurtful sentence, uttered from Feng Qining's mouth, Zong Zhenghao felt that it was difficult to breathe in an instant, his fists were clenched tightly, and finally he did not get angry like before.

Feng Qining blinked, but didn't get angry, so he didn't get angry?Has his temper changed over the years?

"Ning'er, long time no see, how are you?"

Have you ever thought about me, and the remaining half of the sentence is stuck in your throat, unable to ask.

(here today)