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

Zong Zhenghao looked at the petite figure, hugged the stone again and again, and fell from it again and again, her hands were bleeding from grinding, but she never thought of giving up.Grain-grain-net-first-post www>

Looking at her pale face and lips, he couldn't bear it any longer, and held her back: "Enough, you can't go up, this method won't work, you can think of another way, why are you so stubborn?"

"You can stay here and find a way, I will continue"

Feng Qining wanted to shake off his hand, but he grabbed her hand desperately. He let go of her hand in front of her: "Look at what your hand looks like? Don't you want it anymore?"

"This is my business, not your business" [

"Yes, it's none of my business, I'm crazy to care about you"

Zong Zhenghao also got angry and let go of her hand, but Feng Qining didn't care about his emotions, she never took him to heart, so the soft part would never change because of his emotional changes.

Not only is she ruthless, she is also stubborn, she must go up, no matter what, she will go up.

Relying on this thought, Feng Qining finally hugged the stone this time, and she stood on the stone with strength. Before she could be happy, a wave of water rushed in, her body shook, she almost couldn't stand still, Zongzheng Hao's heart was raised high.

He didn't understand why she was so persistent. Besides that method, couldn't she think of other ways?Like a stone statue, Feng Qining stood on the stone, with that firm posture, I felt like I would stand upright despite the wind and rain.

She chose the one closest to her, which was not too small, and made sure she hugged the stone that would not fall. Feng Qining jumped up again, jumped up vigorously, stretched her hands, hooked the stone, smiled, just now Climbing up his face, a wave of water hit him again.

The smile didn't have time to bloom, and the body was knocked down. This time, he was not as lucky as before. The body hit the stone heavily, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Zong Zhenghao watched that petite body fall into the lake.

At that moment, Zong Zhenghao felt afraid, his heart seemed to be emptied in an instant, and the blood in his body was passing away bit by bit. It was clearly a June day, but he was in a cold weather.

When the blood dyed the lake red, Zong Zhenghao finally came to his senses, and rushed towards the lake in a panic.

"Ning'er, Ning'er, where are you?"

Feng Qining tried her best to straighten her hand so that Zong Zhenghao could spot her.