The evil king's wife is strictly controlled: the black-bellied killer concubine

He couldn't prevent the nearest man in black from sending out a dart, and he fell down with a crash.

But the people around him didn't have time to react. Hua Rongruo's figure had already moved strangely, and the cold wind on the other side moved faster. These twenty or so killers were a piece of cake for him.

Seeing this, Hua Rong stepped aside a little bit, and handed over the beautiful matter to Han Feng.

Within a quarter of an hour, the well-trained killers were all knocked to the ground. Hua Rongruo then got up, "That's right, a quarter of an hour!"

"It's easy for you! I was in the bloody wind, and you are leisurely and comfortable here." Han Feng joked, and looked at the black-clothed killer with cold eyes. At the same time, all the living men in black vomited black blood and died of poisoning.

Han Feng frowned and looked at the men in black, but soon relaxed his brows. Hua Rong refused to look at those men in black. Such suicide seemed very normal to her, and she didn't intend to ask anything.

"I just want to give you a chance to be a hero to save the beauty!" Hua Rongruo replied lightly, then turned and walked towards the Baifu, as if the appearance of those killers had nothing to do with her.

"The hero saves the beauty? How should the beauty repay her? You have to promise yourself!" Han Feng chased after him and smiled charmingly, his black eyes shining like stars.

"Promise with your body?" Hua Rong looked at Han Feng like an idiot, "Do you want to move again?"

"For you, I don't have to be afraid of him!" Han Feng took another step forward ambiguously. If Hua Rong saw that he was so bold, he stretched out his fingers to block his approaching body, "Enough!"

"Why are you afraid?" Han Feng looked Hua Rongruo up and down, and took another step forward. Hua Rongruo's hands were tightly tightened to prevent him from taking another step, but Han Feng became interested and walked step by step. Approaching.

The familiar atmosphere became more and more intense, and Hua Rongruo's eyes gradually became colder. She slowly raised her head, retracted her fingers, and sadness surged in her starry eyes, "Han Qinglan, that's enough!"

Han Feng froze for a moment, his calf trembled, but he landed on the ground steadily, with a bright smile slowly rising from the corner of his lips, if Hua Rong saw that he was not moving, he said slowly, "Han Qinglan, that's enough." , I know you are the cold wind, the leader of the thorns, I have been wondering why those killers have scruples, why you didn’t see anyone during the time you were injured, why you appeared in the temple, Those killers have scruples because they saw you. You didn't show up in those days because you were busy with tricky things, because you were injured by Helian Qiyu, because I blew up your hand, and because the master chose apprentices. You are in the temple, so it is very convenient for you to appear in my yard! Isn't that right, Han Qinglan!"

"I just didn't expect you to know martial arts. There are some things I don't want to understand. You helped me and protected me before, and I believed it because you were just Han Qinglan. But if you were cold wind, then the purple iris flower when the prince was poisoned, I have to suspect that you framed me!"

Hua Rongruo felt a little uncomfortable. She really believed in Han Qinglan before. Although she had doubts, she was always lucky because he couldn't do it!

but now!

Suddenly, Hua Rongruo stretched out his hand suddenly, and hid the mask on Han Feng's face, revealing an extraordinary handsome face.