Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 183 The fool prince has been blackened (61)

Feng He is really confident in himself.

Confidence reached the point of lying on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

But outside the palace, they were still fighting.

This fight lasted almost an hour.

When Yan Ling and Feng Lin arrived.

Feng Chu was covered in blood, only those phoenix eyes emitted a green light like a wolf.

The two looked at each other.

Silently made the same choice.

Soon, the hidden guards beside Feng Lin stepped forward to help rescue Feng Chu, and then threw Feng Chu into the palace without any explanation.

The guard who is fighting hard and wants a bright future, "..."

What about people?

What about Feng Chu?
As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Feng Chu had already entered the palace.

He was startled, and quickly chased after Feng Chu.

However, Feng Chu got up from the ground, ignoring who was helping him, and rushed towards Feng He's palace.

Yan Ling kindly asked the hidden guards to help, and before Feng Chu cleared away all the guards blocking the way.

The final result was that Feng Chu rushed into Feng He's palace unimpeded all the way.

He was covered in blood and carried a sword in his hand.

Feng Chu didn't react until he stood in the palace for a while.

"???" Is he that powerful?

Just came in like this?

Are there no guards guarding it?

Oh, it might also be because Feng He is very confident, he doesn't even leave a guard in front of the palace.

However, it doesn't matter, at this moment, Feng Chu is suddenly very grateful for Feng He's self-confidence.

Look, isn't this just too much self-confidence, is it about to kill someone?

Feng Chu evoked a bloodthirsty smile, and his eyes fell crazily on the sleeping Feng He.

sleeping?

Then he will give Feng He a ride, let Feng He become the emperor in his dream!

The sharp sword glowed with a cold light.

The moment Feng Chu held a sharp sword and slashed towards Feng He.

The person on the bed woke up suddenly, rolled around subconsciously, and avoided holding the sword in a state of embarrassment, but his arm was still cut with a wound by the sharp sword.

Blood immediately overflowed, staining the white clothes on his body red.

Feng He clutched his arms, and quickly regained his thoughts from the astonishment.

He glanced outside the door, and with the faint light, he didn't see the guards on the third floor outside him, and his heart tightened.

He was full of doubts, but he didn't think too much about where the guards went and how they were dealt with by Feng Chu.

Feng He took a step back and scanned around from the corner of his eye, looking for the most favorable position for him.

However, Feng Chu swung his sharp sword and slashed at Feng He again, almost roaring, "Feng He! Even if I die, I will drag you to be my back! Want to be emperor? You can't do it in your life!"

Although Feng He's kung fu is good, he can't stand Feng Chu's desperate way of playing.

He was forced back again and again by the sharp sword that was waving wildly.

It was already in a mess, and now it is even more in a mess.

Her hair was disheveled, and most of her clothes were opened.

"Come on! Come on!" Feng He shouted angrily, but no one answered him.

"You shout! Hahahahaha, keep shouting!" Feng Chu seemed to be sure of something, and suddenly he was not in a hurry. He stood there and looked at Feng He quietly, just like watching a clown. looking at him.

Feng He's face was livid, but he still couldn't help shouting.

"Someone! Somebody!"

He knew that Feng Chu was watching a joke, but he couldn't really give up.

Seeing Feng Chu let down his vigilance, he yelled twice, and ran to the left side with agility, trying to escape from the palace.

(End of this chapter)