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

Hiding in the dark, Feng Qining looked at Wu Xinai in the room. She was sitting in front of the mirror and dressing up. According to the information she found, Wu Xinai liked to dress up very much. Most of the time, she sat in front of the mirror. .
Looking at it now, it’s true, that Wuxin said that she loves to read medical books the most, and she reads books when she has nothing to do. It’s all a lie. When she has nothing to do, she is probably dressing up. Wrong, how could she have nothing to do? Well, for her, dressing up is her business.

Opening the jewelry box, she put those red hairpins on her head one by one. Feng Qining looked at the big and small red hairpins on her head, not only curious, those things were either gold or silver, didn't she feel that heavy?

"That's a lot of money"

Yi Chu suddenly said such a sentence, Feng Qining's eyes lit up, no wonder, her heart was itchy, it turned out to be the reason. [

"Don't worry, when it will scare her to death, I'll just take it by the hand."

Feng Qining muttered in a low voice, Murongli and the others were speechless, did she come to rob money or take revenge?

"arrive"

Murong Li whispered something in Feng Qining's ear, Feng Qining glanced at the corner of the room, Jing Sheng nodded to her.

"Go down, don't wait"

Coincidentally, Wu Xinai below also said this to the maid.

"Yes"

After the servant girl stepped back, Wu Xinai carefully looked at her own face in the mirror, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became. Feng Qining didn't know what she had to take a good picture of, and the bronze mirror couldn't see her own face clearly. Blurred?

"I'm so pretty, he should have taken a fancy to me."

Talking to herself, Wu Xinai said something to the mirror, and Feng Qining's steps stopped abruptly.

She thought she was narcissistic enough, but she never thought that the person in front of her was more narcissistic than her. Where did this person come from?

After waiting for a while, and finally did not hear any more shocking words, Feng Qining finally wanted to act.

From the sleeve, a white light flew out, and a ribbon emerged from the ground, entwining Wuxi's feet, before she screamed, Feng Qi condensed her voice.

The wind was blowing, flapping against the window, Wu Xinai looked at this scene in horror, ran to the police station quickly, and covered his head with the quilt.

Feng Qining sprinkled the chicken blood on her chest and cut her clothes, it looked like a blood hole had been torn.

Fluttering, Feng Qining came in front of her unbeloved, her long hair covered her face, and she could only vaguely see her face that was not as white as an ordinary person.