Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 229 She Doesn't Need Credentials To Do Things

Qian Yu narrowed his eyes, and clenched the pear blossom needle in his sleeve tightly: "You actually killed all the members of my Shuo Palace without any proof, you are not worthy to be the wife of the Seventh Prince."

Qingcheng silently stood in front of the stone steps with her hands behind her back.

Credentials?She Wu Qingcheng does not need so-called credentials, evidence.
Whether they are worthy or not is naturally not up to Qian Yu's words.

"Hmph, for a woman like you, it's retribution to be blind; what's the matter? Are you afraid? You won't be dumb now, right?" Qian Yu looked at the silent Wu Qingcheng and uttered evil words.

Retribution, today's feng shui is indeed turning, it's his turn to be a thousand words;
I'm afraid, she Wu Qingcheng will not appear in Shuo Wangfu.

Dumb, dragging his thousand blessings.

It is indispensable for Qian Moran to have Qian Yu's eyeliner around her, and she doesn't even have to remove the eyeliner after Qian Yu's death.

Qian Yu moved slowly, and flung the pear blossom needle in Qingcheng's side sleeve from his hand.

A guzheng appeared out of thin air, held in Qingcheng's hands;

The pear blossom needle was blocked without a trace.

Even if the pear blossom needle pricked her, do you still want to hurt her?
Except for Qian Moran, no one else in the world has that ability, let alone that qualification.

Qingcheng looked at Qian Yu and smiled. Is this the only way? Incompetent.

Seeing this, Qian Yu didn't have anything to worry about since his face was torn.

Countless silver needles swayed from the sleeves at an astonishing speed
Qingcheng listened to Qianyu's movement as if she was watching a clown jumping on the beam. With a light flick of her fingertips, the sound of the piano rippled and opened
The silver needle couldn't even get close to the body of the piano, so it slowed down and fell to the ground.

On the qin, one string was missing. It was the magic qin gifted by Liu Ruhua.
Today she made an exception and let this mortal have a taste of the Fumoqin.

The sound of the piano is melodious, Qian Yu knelt down like a cramp
"Ah, don't stop playing." Qian Yu curled up on the ground, twitching non-stop. This girl, why is this scary.

Qingcheng ignored Qian Yu's screams, and lay cross-legged on the ground, plucking the strings with both hands,
"Please, kill me." Qian Yu's body was drenched in pain, how could there be such bone-piercing pain in the world, eroding your heart and your flesh inch by inch.
Such a person is not worthy of Qian Moran's shoes. How can He De make Qian Moran sincere?

(End of this chapter)