Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 133 Super Short Guard (4)

Tang Duomi smiled lightly, suppressing the tumbling blood in his heart, and quietly gathered the power of the final blow.With one move, Becky will become the dead soul of his subordinates, making it impossible for An Chen and Xuan Heliu to be rescued in time! "Miss Betsy, have you eaten raw garlic?"

"What do you mean?" Becky was taken aback, not understanding why Tang Duomi asked her this question.

"You have too much breath!"

Only then did Becky realize that Tang Duomi had tricked her!She raised her sword and slashed at Tang Duomi! "court death!"

A cold light flashed in Tang Duomi's black eyes, and there was a small dagger as thin as a piece of paper in his hand.

"Who dares to touch him!"

A cold voice that seemed to come from hell suddenly came from a distance.

As soon as the sound fell, the light flickered and disappeared instantly. Tang Duomi only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was teleported to a place several feet away by someone.

She retracted the dagger and looked up at the familiar person in front of her. "Breeze..."

Qingfeng looked down at Tang Duomi, who was covered in blood and was dying in his arms. For some reason, an uncontrollable tyrannical spirit surged up in his heart, wishing to crush the person who injured her to ashes.

He hugged Tang Duomi's arm tightly, and turned his cold eyes to An Chen, Xuan Heliu, and Becky, so gloomy and violent, as if he was Satan from hell: "Who hurt him!"

Xuan Heliu, An Chen and Bei Qi suddenly felt an inexplicable and frightening heart palpitation under the pressure of Qing Feng's violence. They were all stunned on the spot, and even breathing became difficult.

Qingfeng's gloomy eyes fell on Becky's hand, that sharp spirit sword.

Becky was so startled that she took a few steps back, she didn't even dare to make contact with Qingfeng's devilish eyes, and argued incoherently: "I, I, it was him, he wanted to harm me first..."

Qingfeng's deep black eyes did not show the usual casualness at all, and the corner of his lips evoked an evil smile, "Really, that means, you also have a share." The voice was extremely soft, and it was extremely eerie in the ears.

Qingfeng took out a snow-white Yuandan from the ring, fed it to Tang Duomi, and handed it to Jiangling who rushed over.

A sinister smile appeared on his lips, and his deep voice was breathless: "Three five-star spiritual masters, right? Very good, three five-stars bullying one three-star, very good, very good."

Qingfeng's figure disappeared in a flash, and appeared in front of Becky like lightning. With two slaps, two heavy slaps slammed on Becky's face, directly sending her flying.

(End of this chapter)