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Chapter 421 Fengjun Running with the Ball

Chapter 421 Fengjun Running with the Ball (36)

Feeling that breathing became more and more difficult, Jing Cheng closed his eyes and finally made up his mind.

Staying here is just a dead end, it's better to take a gamble.

"Queen, let's find a way to call someone over."

Mu Tang's hands paused slightly, his thin lips parted slightly, just about to say something.

But he saw the young man beside him suddenly turn around and look deeply at her, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

What will happen later, who is coming, and whether he can successfully escape, he has no way of knowing.

in case of misfortune
Scenes of getting along with Mutang came to mind.

When I first met her female eyebrows in Hualou, when I met her smiling eyes again on the street, and when I met her sullen face in a dangerous situation in a medical clinic.
The throbbing in my heart can no longer be ignored.

He suddenly wanted to be willful for a while.

Jing Cheng slowly leaned over and pressed the woman's cold lips.

The movements are gentle, like pity, like reluctance, as if they want to engrave the other party in their hearts.

[Ding! The favorability index is seventy points. 】

Mu Tang couldn't help being stunned.

In this plane, he has always looked deserted, and this is the first time he has been so proactive.

After a long while, Jing Cheng slowly let go of the woman, resting his chin against her neck.

Then he turned around and groped for the stones on the ground, trying to make some noise to attract people outside.

Here, Mutang is still reminiscing about what the boy said when he just leaned close to his ear.

"Qingqing, there is something I've been wanting to tell you."

He whispered softly as if floating into the tip of his heart.

"My heart pleases you."

Mu Tang's eyes were slightly focused, and he lowered his eyes to look at the young man who was busy, with a faint smile on his lips.

Fool.

It's like parting with life and death.

Just now the toxin in her body broke out suddenly, and the two kinds were mutually restraining and devouring each other, that's why she didn't move.

But now
With a thought in Mutang's mind, the old rusty sword immediately appeared in his hand.

The hilt found in Zhixing's auction last time has been melted together with the upper half of the broken sword.

Now only the lower half and the scabbard are missing.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, she clenched the hilt of her sword and swung it towards the boulder above.

"Thorn-"

There was a piercing sound, and the huge friction caused sparks to flash in front of his eyes.

Jing Cheng immediately stopped his movements, and looked at the person beside him suspiciously: "Empress?"

A few wisps of breeze slowly drifted in through the cracks in the stone.

Looking at the boulder with several cracks above it, his eyes widened in shock.

Mutang kept moving his hand, and swung the broken sword towards the crack several times in succession.

Soon, the warm sunlight shone in, driving away the darkness, and there was a half-sized opening above it, enough for a person to pass sideways.

There was a lot of noise all around, screams, exclamations, and crying.

Jing Cheng's heart tightened, and he said hastily, "Empress, let me go first."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman beside him had already slipped into that mouth.

As soon as the two of them got to the ground, two furtive figures suddenly came from not far away.

Huangxi looked at the woman in amazement, who was completely unharmed except for some embarrassment, and gritted her teeth, "Why are you alright?"

Should not be!

The day before the sacrifice, she specially asked Xia Xingming to deliver the more poisonous soup.

Counting the time, the toxin buried in Huang Qing's body should have erupted long ago.

Why can the woman stand in front of her as if nothing had happened.

An ominous premonition permeated the whole body.

However, she has no way out.

Huang Xi's eyes became dark and fierce, she suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist, and stabbed at the opponent's heart by surprise.

"Huang Qing, go to hell!"

That ferocious face, the resentful phoenix eyes, are just like what they saw in the memory of the original owner back then.

(End of this chapter)

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