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

The white ribbon was wrapped around the sword that was about to stab him. The power from who knows where, the long sword was all turned into a pile of powder. Taking advantage of the moment when the man was stunned, the ribbon was wrapped around his neck, and there was no trace of it. There was blood, and the man's head fell to the ground.look
The hot blood sprinkled on his hands, telling Yichu clearly that all this is true.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, Yichu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, it was absolutely impossible for him to carry it alone with so many people fighting, saying that he was not injured at all.

The white figure stepped on the ribbon and landed. Feng Qining, who was holding a big knife, stood on the tree and looked down at the person in front of her.

"Hey, what is this for? Group fights or heads-up? Why don't you add Ben Shao?" [

The moment Feng Qining appeared, two people also appeared beside her, not Yan Chen, nor Ruoxue and Ruo Wu, with cold faces and long hooks in their hands.

"Deadly Shuangsha"

Looking at those two people, someone exclaimed, "Death-killing Shuangsha". As the name suggests, two people act together, their whereabouts are secretive, and they rarely make a move. Once they make a move, they are absolutely sure to kill.

"You, you are..."

Someone pointed at Feng Qining tremblingly, and looked at the big knife in her hand. The big knife gleamed coldly, which was the symbol of the fifth young master of the Feng family.

"Who is this young master? Should you go to the King of Hell's Mansion to ask?"

With a random wave of the big knife, the hand raised the knife and dropped it, and the head fell to the ground. With one move, everyone present was shocked.

"Fifth Young Master Feng"

"Not bad, I know this young master's name, but if you know what will happen to this young master, you have to be prepared."

Feng Qining stood beside Yichu, Yichu felt like he was dreaming all the time, looking at the faces of the people around him, they were so familiar, but he felt strange, until he smelled a fragrance unique to her, Yichu was finally sure.

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

The sword in Yichu's hand fell, and he grabbed Feng Qining's shoulder with both hands. He grabbed Feng Qining's shoulder so hard that it hurt.

Just as Feng Qining was about to say something, the sword stretched out from behind. She knew that this was not the time for her to reminisce about the past.

Sliding her body, Feng Qining landed behind Yichu.

"Brother Yi, don't move around, leave this to me"

Looking at the blood on Yichu's body, Feng Qining's hand clenched his.

Yichu raised his foot, and the sword on the ground was in his hand: "Although the Fifth Young Master is powerful, I'm not yet at the point where people can protect me, right?"