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

Murong Li took out something from his body, a faint light appeared from his hand, pain came from his feet, Feng Qining gritted her teeth and took two steps, trying not to groan.
"Limei, let's go"

Murong Li nodded, relying on the faint light, the two walked towards the cave door, when they reached the cave entrance, a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost rushed towards them.

Subconsciously, Murong Li and Feng Qi Ning are back to back, their hair is messy, their clothes are messy, their appearance is not much better, but they don't have time to care so much, now it is the best policy to go out quickly .

With the big knife in hand, Feng Qining greeted the evil spirit's head without blinking. The evil spirit fell to the ground, Feng Qining touched the sweat on her forehead, not from fright, but from tiredness. [

The man in purple hadn't recovered from the blow just now, the evil ghost fell to the ground and stretched out his hand towards Feng Qining's feet, Murong Li was quick, and cut off the evil ghost's hand with a single strike.

Still not at ease, the sword crossed the evil ghost's body, cutting the evil ghost's body in half, and finally felt puzzled, the tip of the sword picked up the evil ghost's body, the long sword flew, and bits and pieces flew down, like like a butterfly.

It is a very beautiful picture. If the essence of the butterfly is ignored, Feng Qining admits that this is a very romantic moment. Unfortunately, at this critical moment, she and he only want to save their lives and forget to appreciate the scenery in front of them. What's more, they Their imaginations are not so rich, in their eyes, what they see is not some flying butterflies, but a pile of minced meat.

When the minced meat hit the ground, it turned into powder. Looking at this scene, Feng Qining blinked her eyes. Everything here had an unusual smell. They seemed to have strayed somewhere.

"Rimi, are you afraid?"

Shouldn't he be the one who asked this question first?She clearly had no idea, but she asked first, is he afraid?

"Feng is not afraid, how can I be afraid?"

Feng Qi Ning smiled, grabbed Murongli's hand and walked forward, when she reached the front, there was a little light, the two of them quickened their pace, before they got to the front, something blocked in front of them.

Maybe this is not a thing, but a water ghost, with wet hair, water droplets dripping from the hair, the hair covers the face, I can't see her face clearly, and I can't see his expression clearly, the whole person looks like a drowned rat stand in front of them.