stocking the prince to death

Chapter 110 The Thunder Before the Meeting 2
I saw Zhang Changqing's clothes were disheveled, and he was pressing a woman under him.

She is not familiar with the woman's face, but she should be a worker in Shangshifang.

The woman cried and avoided Zhang Changqing's touch, and when Zhang Changqing saw this, the lewdness in his eyes became more intense.

Just as he started to pull the woman's pants, a long sword lay across his neck.

Zhang Changqing froze, raised his hands, and turned his head.

Mo Qi covered her face, and she stared at Zhang Changqing indifferently, as if she was looking at a dead person.

Zhang Changqing's face turned pale, "Young hero, spare your life!"

Seeing this, the woman cried and arranged her clothes and ran outside.

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Mo Qi lowered his voice, but he did not hide the killing intent in his words.

"That's right... No, no, I don't dare touch the person you like, young hero!" Zhang Changqing looked flatteringly, and he looked at Mo Qi begging for mercy.

Mo Qi's face darkened even more after hearing his answer.

The sword in his hand took another step forward.

This sword was given to her by Ji Ruyue a few days ago, saying that she was too stupid, so this sword was used as a self-defense tool for her.

It just so happens that she lacks a handy weapon, and this sword suits her taste very well.

She named the sword Changhong.

The Changhong Sword seemed to feel the emotion of its master, and trembled slightly. Seeing this, Zhang Changqing's face turned even paler.

Mo Qi leaned closer, her deep eyes were bottomless.

"You're wrong, you shouldn't do something to someone I care about! You're wrong, you don't have the ability and qualifications, but you want to fight me with a pebble! You're wrong, you want to eat swan meat!"

Zhang Changqing even started to shake his thighs, "Young hero, please forgive me, Young hero, I will never dare again."

"I can spare your life..." Mo Qi's delicate and elegant voice came, and her eyes drifted to Zhang Changqing's body, "But you have to leave one thing."

"No, no, no..." Zhang Changqing's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Except for this... I am willing to do anything you ask me, young man."

He was extremely worried that his life would be lost.

But now my own life is pinched in the arms of others...

Mo Qi narrowed his eyes and turned his wrists.

In this quiet situation, Mo Qi's every move seemed extremely slow.

Suddenly, Zhang Changqing narrowed his eyes, and a packet of medicinal powder spilled out from his wrist.

Mo Qi turned around quickly, and after landing, she looked at Zhang Changqing with a calm expression.

"You hide it very deeply."

"Hahahaha..." Zhang Changqing couldn't stop laughing, and Mo Qi didn't interrupt him, but after a long time, he suddenly closed his mouth and his eyes were burning.

"You are the first person to discover my identity, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Mo Qi sneered, "I heard that you are the famous flower picker Changqing?"

Zhang Changqing frowned: "How did you know?"

"Do you know how many bad people in the world die?" Mo Qi asked without answering. Seeing Zhang Changqing's unsuspecting face, her voice became more delicate, taking away strong hints and smiles, "Because those bad people... too much!"

"Talking too much" finished the words, Mo Qi's eyes sharpened, he turned his wrist, and this person rose from the ground.

While her clothes were flying, she quickly swept towards Zhang Changqing's direction.

Without any fancy movements, the Changhong sword in her hand pointed directly at the tip of Zhang Changqing's heart.

Zhang Changqing's face changed drastically, and then he quickly fell back, shook off the soft sword placed at his waist, and faced Mo Qi's Changhong head-on.

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