The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 218 Carry out the abuse of scum to the end (4)
Immediately, there was no sound in the hall, only the sturdy voice of the girl from the Rong family came back and forth, swaying, swaying.

During the silence, suddenly, there was a voice: "Prince Deceased, please forgive me."

The faces of Emperor Hui and Princess Jianning were pale, and Xiao Jian's eyes darkened again and again.

This woman is really deceptive.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the man. He picked up a purple daphne flower and walked towards Rong Qiannian slowly.

The God of War, the King of Chu, actually followed Rong Jiu's way.

This world is even more chaotic.

Rong Qiannian was stunned, in a fog.

"Damn!" Xiao Fengge cursed.

"Report of the present world." It was still Xiao Fengge, this time, he smiled, taking pleasure in other's misfortune.

Rong Qiannian's eyelids twitched, his eyes were dazzled by the flower, and his face turned dark immediately.Damn, peach blossoms don't bloom like this.

Rong Qiannian jumped off the table, staring at Yun Ningzhi with piercing eyes: "Is this princess familiar with you?" Turning around, he looked at Xiao Chen eagerly, with a pitiful and innocent face in his voice, "Yi Yao , I swear, I really don’t know him well.”

Xiao Shan hugged the woman in his arms, his blue eyes suddenly turned cold, and the epiphyllum on his forehead turned cold.

Yun Ningzhi's smile didn't diminish by half: "It's only been three days, and the deceased princess really hurt my king's heart." Slowly, word by word resounded in the hall, "On the night of November 29th, in the outskirts of Shili City."

On the night of November 29th, there was great chaos in the palace. Because the deceased princess escaped from prison, on this night, Yuluo palace was wrapped in plains, and white silk was hung on the beams, so as to proclaim the spirit of Emperor An's eldest son in heaven.

The wind was blowing coldly, and the white silk was lifted, creating many shadows. In the center of the main hall, white candles were burning, illuminating the scene, and the dark coffin was gloomy and cold.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a figure brushed past the white silk, and fell as a phantom. The scarlet robe shuttled between the white silk, holding a piece of plain brocade in his hand, and slowly fell to the ground.

She has a slender figure, long hair splashed with ink, scattered casually and a little messy, wearing an ill-fitting scarlet robe, and a layer of black veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of bright and sly red phoenix eyes.

This masculine and feminine attire is really confusing. It was Rong Qiannian who lifted up her wide sleeves and pushed the coffin away with her palm.

"Who!" The woman guarding the spirit outside the hall exclaimed.

Looking back, Rong Qiannian smiled, and without waiting for the woman to scream, she turned her plain hand and sealed the woman's Tianling acupoint with one needle.

Bang... fell!Done!
Clapping her hands, Rong Qiannian walked to the coffin, stretched out her hand, and just reached the wooden board...

A rough hand grabbed her finger, and Rong Qiannian took a closer look.

Well, man's hand!

Looking up, Miss Rong asked calmly, "Which road is it on?"

Opposite the coffin, I saw a man dressed in black, with his face covered, with a tall figure and eyes as bright as a leopard at night.

Such familiar eyes.

The man replied lightly: "A fellow."

this sound...

Rong Qiannian asserted: "Yunning will stop."

The man asserted: "You can read lightly."

They are not good at judging people's hearts, their minds and eyes are all sharp.

Rong Qian thought with a smile on the surface: "It's really fate."

After speaking, he shot suddenly, turned around and released the force from Yun Ning Zhi's palm.

This woman has a strange kung fu.

The two occupied one end, Yun Ningzhi said with a half-smile tone: "Your nose is so sharp, no wonder Yao Guang is in a hurry to destroy the corpse."

Rong Qiannian raised her eyebrows: "You're not bad at all, isn't it just a smell?"

Not only has a sharp nose, but also a dark heart and sharp claws, what a troublesome man!Rong Qiannian had a headache.

"I'm curious, what are you going to do?"

Rong Qiannian dragged on the long tail: "What are you doing?" She smiled innocently, "How about? Brother, let's discuss it. I'll give you the funeral objects and mine the corpse."

Yun Ningzhi's eyes sank, and he looked at the coffin: "This corpse is really tricky."

Go, don't you love money, do you love corpses?
Eh, I have a headache.

Rong Qiannian rubbed the center of her brows, with a regretful expression on her face: "Buying and selling can't be done with righteousness. In that case, I have no choice but to." In a very ruffian tone, he said, "Grab it!"

With a single word, she picked up a piece of white silk, and suddenly pounced, without any tricks, aiming at Yun Ningzhi's neck.

So caught off guard, Yun Ningzhi had no choice but to retreat and not attack.

Unexpectedly, the woman let go immediately, and Bai Ling flew out. She rolled the coffin, hooked her bare hands, and dragged out the corpse.

What a tricky style of play.Yun Ningzhi's eyes tightened, and he concentrated his internal strength in his palms, and made a move.

Nima, come on!

Rong Qiannian fell sideways and lay in the coffin, suddenly, the inner force gathered in one place, the coffin suddenly exploded, and only a white hand, clawed, attacked the man's mouth.

Lightning and flint are all killing moves.

Yun Ning stopped retreating and had no way to retreat. He practiced his skills and jumped onto the beam.

Hmph, right in the middle!

She didn't chase, she withdrew her hands, rolled up the corpse on the ground, tied it to her back, swooped, and stabbed it out of the window.

Unexpectedly, behind her, Yun Ning only grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Rong Qiannian struggled, but didn't break free.

Fuck, people are outside, clothes are inside, playing with my old lady.

Turning around, she glared, "Let go!"

I don't know if it's because of the mask, but Yun Ningzhi's face is very dark, not loose, but pulled even tighter.

Rong Qiannian asked patiently, "Is it loose?"

Still not loose?

She was helpless and unable to complain, and lamented regretfully: "This is Feng Ge'er's favorite piece of coquettish bag." She cast Yun Ningzhi a glance, "I'll give it to you."

After finishing speaking, he threw the corpse on his back three feet away, took off his outer robe, turned around and slipped into the darkness.

I can finally catch my breath.

However, before he could catch his breath, Rong Qiannian's face darkened, and he stared at the shadow three meters away: "Come again?"

Yun Ning stopped palming, and quickly, relying on lightness skills, he can only attack from a distance, and attack from a short distance, which is the domain of Rong Qiannian.

One foot passed, Rong Qiannian took three steps back, panting heavily with her body bent, grandma, this corpse is heavier than a living person.His eyes sharpened suddenly: "You forced me to do this."

With a twist of five fingers, they brushed through the hair, and suddenly, the silver needles in the bare hands streaked across the dark night.

Yun Ningzhi dodged again and again, leaning over in embarrassment, and a figure behind him shuttled back, very fast, he turned around suddenly, and then...

"boom!"

Rong Qiannian slammed a brick on someone's forehead.

"You!" The blood flowed from the forehead to the face, and the sky was spinning. Yun Ningzhi fell straight back, his pupils dilated, and stared at the woman. She threw the brick in her hand, wiped her sweat, and smiled: "It's still the most useful thing, it's not good after a hundred trials."

Yun Ningzhi's pupils constricted, and he pointed at Rong Qiannian with trembling fingers.

She threw a brick, threw the corpse on her back, and waved her hand: "The beautiful scenery on a good day, enjoy it slowly, let's take a step first." She left a chic back.

(End of this chapter)