Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 168: Two Twos Looking At Each Other But Saying Nothing (8)

Another mouthful of blood spewed out. The black-clothed killer held the long sword in his hand tightly and shook his head at Feng Qinghan. As a killer, even if he died, he should have his own dignity.And he has another identity, one of the hidden guards beside Ye Lingmo, their loyalty to their master is unmatched by ordinary people.

Looking at the reaction of the black-clothed killer, Feng Qing's cold and stern face showed no expression, but the corner of his mouth seemed to raise a slight arc, and his slender fingers tapped the scabbard in his hand, making it impossible to guess who he was. What will be the next move.

"Go back and tell your master, no matter what he wants to do with Yue'er, I, Feng Qinghan, will never let him go." Throwing down a sentence coldly, Feng Qinghan retracted the long sword behind her back, turned around and strode away .

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinghan would let him go, the black-clothed killer was slightly taken aback, looked up at Feng Qinghan's leaving back, and after a while, he turned his gaze to the black-clothed man lying on the ground opposite.Ignoring the sharp pain in his chest, he got up and walked to the man, stretched out his hand to check his breath, and when he felt that faint breath, the black-clothed killer couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face.

Rumor has it that the Ninth Prince Feng Qinghan is a cruel person, and anyone who falls into his hands will never die, but today they will be let go.

The sound of fighting outside the house became weaker and weaker, and it returned to the previous silence after a while.The killer in black helped his companion on the ground up, turned his head and glanced at Feng Qinghan who was standing outside the house, his eyes had returned to the coldness that a killer should have, and flew out with his companion who was stunned by Feng Qinghan. window, the black figure quickly disappeared into the moonlight.

Knowing that the people in the house had left, Feng Qinghan lowered her eyes, and slowly brushed the silver-white scabbard with her long-sleeved fingers, a different kind of gleam appeared in the depths of her black eyes.

"Ninth Brother, why did you let them go?" There were many corpses lying in disorder in the inn. Feng Qingzi searched the corpses, but did not find any tokens that could know their identities.Leaping to Feng Qinghan's side in a few steps, seeing that the room behind him was empty, he couldn't help asking curiously.

In his memory, the killers who came to assassinate him in the past never let a person leave alive. How could it be so abnormal today?
Just when Feng Qingzi was wondering, Miss Xuanyuan Junxi was smiling, waving a folding fan, and walking quickly towards them from the other side of the inn.

"Young master, have you gone out?" Bizhu looked at the direction Xuanyuan Junxi came in, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback. She remembered that before entering the room, she clearly saw Xuanyuan Junxi had already entered the room. How could he come in from outside the inn at this moment.

Kicking away the man in black lying in front of her, Bizhu jumped to Xuanyuan Junxi's side in a few steps, and circled around him, but found no dirt on his feet, Bizhu couldn't help staring She looked at him curiously with her big watery eyes.

"You girl, are you not hurt?" Putting away the folding fan, he tapped on Bizhu's head lightly, Xuanyuan Junxi looked Bizhu up and down, seeing that there was no injury on her body, he put away his worries .

Bizhu made a grimace at him, shook his head, and signaled that he was fine. Seeing that Xuanyuan Junxi seemed to have something to say to Feng Qinghan, he obediently retreated to the side railing and sat down, fiddled with the flower branch.

Xuanyuan Junxi smiled, and walked up to Feng Qinghan, and somehow whispered something in his ear, there were little ripples and joy in the depths of Feng Qinghan's icy black eyes.

(End of this chapter)