Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 167: Two Twos Looking At Each Other But Saying Nothing (7)

"Our two brothers just saw that Your Excellency has some silver, and want to make a sum of money to spend. Why did you associate us with the Crown Prince of Fengguo?" He recognized them, but he wouldn't be so stupid as to admit that they were Ye Lingmo's people.

The two faced each other silently, looking at each other. In terms of aura, this black-clothed killer was naturally inferior to Feng Qinghan, but a person who has been hovering on the edge of life and death all year round also has an aura of death lingering around him, even if he is not as good as Feng Qing. Qinghan, but standing with him, he will not be suffocated by Feng Qinghan's icy breath like ordinary people.

In the quiet night, there was a slight sound of fighting suddenly, and after a while the fighting sound in the inn became more and more intense, until at last Bizhu's coquettish voice could be heard.

The man standing opposite Feng Qinghan heard the sound of fighting from outside, and was forced by Feng Qinghan's powerful momentum, his already pale face suddenly sank a little.

"My lord is in a good mood today. If I tell my lord what you want, maybe I can give it to you directly." Hearing the sounds of the fierce fighting outside gradually weaken, Feng Qinghan glanced at the opposite person indifferently. The cold voice of the black-clothed killer suddenly resounded in the air.

The black-clothed killer on the opposite side stood quietly, thinking over and over the meaning of Feng Qinghan's words.Looking up at the man opposite, the soft moonlight poured into the room through the window, and the white clothes seemed to be coated with a layer of soft white light.Such a person is the same as their master, with a look of disdain for the world in every gesture, how could he let them go so easily today.

"We are just thieves on the mountain next to us, and today we are just trying to get some money. I really don't understand what your Excellency said." I was a little bit forced by the icy breath emanating from Feng Qinghan's body. Uncomfortable, he condensed his mind, and then he gritted his teeth and answered.

Suddenly there was a murmur in the silent air, and the black-clothed killer who was still shrouded in the aura emanating from Feng Qinghan's body just now pulled out the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Feng Qinghan's chest.

Feng Qinghan seemed to have known for a long time that the black-clothed killer would attack him. Just as the opponent's long sword pierced his chest, the white figure quickly dodged to the side, his wrist turned, and the scabbard in his hand blocked the black-clothed killer's blow. With a long sword, the other hand waved towards the opposite person.

The black-clothed killer pierced the air with his sword, quickly turned the tip of the sword, and swung his sword horizontally towards Feng Qinghan. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him. With Feng Qinghan's palm, his whole body was sent flying, and he hit the opposite wall heavily.

Turning over and kneeling on the ground on one knee, the black-clothed killer felt a sharp pain coming from his heart, and the blood in his whole body was continuously churned by Feng Qinghan's palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Looking up at the man who was slowly approaching him, the black-clothed killer couldn't help feeling a little terrified, how advanced this man's martial arts was, he was able to dodge his sword and hurt him like this.

"Say or talk?" Standing in front of the black-clothed killer, Feng Qinghan leaned over and looked at him coldly, her originally cold tone became even colder at this moment, and once she said a word, it seemed to be frozen ten miles away, which made people feel a bone-piercing chill Cold feeling.

(End of this chapter)