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

The eyes of the man in purple glanced vaguely at the person behind him.Passionate picture feast
"Really? It's not impossible to want me to go with you, first ask the knife in my hand."

The long sword was aimed at Feng Qining's heart, and sideways to avoid it, the big knife stretched out from behind the man in purple strangely, and slashed at the top of his head, the man in purple grabbed Feng Qining's wrist with his big hand, pinching Feng Qining A congealed artery.

"Damn it, you're going to fight hand to hand"

Feng Qining wanted to bite her silver teeth into pieces. [

She is extremely clear that no matter how powerful she is, she is still a woman. This body is still a daughter of a thousand gold. A woman's physical strength is not comparable to a man. If it is a body in a previous life, she can still compare with him. No matter what, he is no match for him.

"Princess, are you afraid?"

The man in purple exerted force in his hands, and he felt a numbness.

This person is a professional killer, otherwise it would be impossible to pinpoint a person's vital veins. Feng Qining put down the big knife in her hand and kicked the purple-clothed man's back.

The man in purple tightly held Feng Qining's vital veins, pushing her body in, and with the other hand, holding her restless foot, Feng Qining's whole body was restrained by him.

"Princess, I hope you can withstand such a blow"

Vigorously and forcefully, the man in purple slammed Feng Qining towards the railing of the bridge. The railing was hit hard by Feng Qining, and a big gap was missing.

Feng Qining felt the stars bursting above her head, but her eyes widened, and she pulled the purple-clothed man's face scarf with her other hand.

Even if she was going to die, she still had to see clearly who killed her. If she was a ghost, she would come back to collect debts.

"phoenix"

Murong Li watched in horror, her heart almost stopped beating.

"Li Huang should take care of himself first."

The man in purple gave a glance to the men in black around him.

"Murong, don't worry, I won't die so easily"

Using force, Feng Qining tore off the purple-clothed man's face scarf. This is an extremely handsome man, with unbelievably perfect facial features, as handsome as a Venus sculpture, with thin lips that are cold and ruthless, and a pair of black eyes that sweep away the world. All the coldness and treachery, the colder it is, the more beautiful it is...

Very weird eyes, Feng Qi stared at his eyes, and at the same time black eyes, but more beautiful than anyone else's.

Feng Qining had to admit that the person in front of her was a magnificent monster, but the toughness emanating from her body could not be ignored by any creature.