Shady crazy concubine

Zhou Mingyou!!

Zhou Feiyan grabbed Zhou Mingyou's skirt, and the white bones on his face were already exposed because of the grasp, which looked terrible.

Zhou Mingyou screamed with fright, and the flower looked pale. I looked at Xiang Rongjin with pity. Rong Jin pursed her lips unhappily. When I saw Zhou Feiyan, she seemed disgusted by Fei Yan's ferocious appearance. The closed eyebrows showed full disgust. Rong Jin gently lifted her toes and shoes, and the golden Python on the red satin glittered in the moonlight, Fei Yan had a sharp pain in his waist, which was like being broken. His body, like a broken leaf, flew out for a few meters and hit the ground.

From the beginning, Rong Jin looked at her eyes without a ripple. Now Fei Yan saw it and saw the only look in his eyes. It was a kind of ridicule and disgust

"Throw the woman's body with the assassin's body!"

Coldly left this sentence, a touch of red and hugged his beloved woman to leave. Several bodyguards pulled Fei Yan's hair, spit on her face, dragged her hair and threw her into the bloody corpse

Body? In his eyes, she has become a body! Fei Yan's eyes stared at the two figures who had left. Tears and blood flowed to the ground and spread all the way.

She is a ghost and will not let go of the dog man and woman! The blood was constantly losing from her body, and Fei Yan gradually lost consciousness

"Little cheap hoof, pretend to be dead!"

Her face was burning. Fei Yan slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were a little blurred. She covered the dazzling light with the back of her hand, and then looked at the woman in front of her.

The woman wore ordinary Satin clothes and was bloated. She was about forty years old. Her facial features were put together and looked a little mean. Her eyes were full of ridicule, and the corners of her lips even quenched a sneer.

Zhou Fei said that she got up and simply glanced around, surprised.

She's not dead? How is that possible? Rongjin's sword clearly penetrated her chest. After thinking about it, he touched his chest, but it was intact. Where is this? Looks like a wood house? Rong Jin said clearly that he threw her into the corpse!

Why is she here? Her mind was in a mess. She was a little stunned!

"Pa!" she got another slap on her face. She had no strength in her body. She was staggered and hit. She fell from the simple bed into the firewood fire, and her palm was cut and bled.

"What are you doing?" Fei Yan shouted angrily. She has never been treated like this since she was young!

But as soon as she made a sound, she was stunned. Her voice was hoarse and hard to hear, like the sound of torn clothes. Is this her voice? Reaching out and touching her face, she was even more stunned.

I vaguely remember that her face should have been scratched by herself. It's not bloody. Now, although it's not smooth, it's at least intact... A touch of fear suddenly caught in her heart. Fei Yan stood up from the firewood and grabbed the middle-aged woman in front of her, "who am I? Where is this?"

"After burning for three days, my head is confused? This is the other courtyard of Duan palace. As for you, isn't it the little cheap hoof that offended the side imperial concubine?" the middle-aged woman kicked Fei Yan's leg fiercely.

Fei Yan bent over in pain, flashed a cold idea in her eyes, and raised her eyes to look at the middle-aged woman in front of her.

When she looked at the middle-aged woman like this, she suddenly felt a faint chill in her heart. For a time, she wanted to block her throat with abusive words. At last, she could only hum coldly and look at the servant girl with low eyebrows nearby, "isn't it breathless? What are you doing in a panic“

Then he twisted his waist and went out.

The servant girl looked at ye qinya in surprise and stopped talking.

Mother Zhao was invited by her. These days, the long song girl has been less angry in and more angry out. Unexpectedly, today, she suddenly lost her breath and her body is as cold as stone. Obviously, her soul has returned to the West. She was surprised. How dare she hide it? How can she say that the long song girl is also a person with some identity? As a result, she just invited mother Zhao in a hurry. How can this woman live again ? after thinking about it, she felt a little seeping. The servant girl Chuntao didn't dare to think more and hurried away.

The room was quiet, the outside was locked, and Fei Yan couldn't care so much. She couldn't find a mirror everywhere. She was poor around. She suddenly saw a bucket of sewage in the corner. She rushed over. Although she didn't really see it, the faint green face in the water was not hers. Her legs were soft and she sat down on the ground

This thin body is not hers