The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 30 Cold God Palace Master 3
Leng Bingshuang turned around, the cold wind picked up the white clothes on her body, her figure was like a butterfly, and she avoided it lightly.

Then he smiled contemptuously, pointed the soft sword at the man in black from a distance, and did not wait for the man in black to react.

I saw a lot of blood spitting out of my mouth, clutching my chest and looking at Leng Bingshuang in disbelief, there was deep fear in those eyes.

In this way, with fear, he fell backwards in fear.

With a sound of 'dong', he lay on his back on the ground, splashing dust all over the place.

The headed man in black looked at the dead man in black with his exposed eyes, and narrowed his eyes in a rare way.

No one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

There was a long silence.

The eyes of the man in black finally left the man on the ground, and turned to the frost a foot away.

At this moment, under the cover of the black night sky, the cold ice is more and more elegant, like a butterfly that is extremely cold and is about to burst out with all its strength.

"Yuqi. Natural gas, the air flow is something you can control with your thoughts, right? It's cold and frosty."

The tone of the man in black seemed to be surprised, but also as expected.

"That's right. So what? The Lengshen Palace is not something you can just take over if you want.

As long as I am Leng Bingshuang, I will never hand over the Lengshen Palace to your hands. "

The old voice carried unquestionable firmness.

"If the Lengshen Palace no longer exists, you still insist on your idea?"

The man in black looked at Leng Bingshuang with some amusement.

"what?"

Leng Bingshuang's originally pale face became even paler when he heard these words.

The hand holding the sword was already trembling, and his eyes seemed to be looking at something in his hand.

It seems to be muttering to himself, and it seems to be crying, "Is the Lengshen Palace destined to be destroyed by my hands?"

"Leng Bingshuang, hand over the token of the master of Lengshen Palace, maybe my master will replace you to manage Lengshen Palace better, how about it?"

The man in black frequently seduces.

He went out, and the task has not been messed up, not before, and it will not be now.

The cold expression changed from decadent to mocking all of a sudden, he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, tears almost came out from the laughter.

Listening to such laughter, Jian Luo felt sore in her heart. Maybe this coldness is something that she can't do what she wants.

What made the murderous Leng Bingshuang become what it is now?

(End of this chapter)