Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

As night falls, on the streets of Kyoto in Cangfeng country, a beautiful young man appears.

Murong Fengqing looks at the shops on both sides of the street. The roadside stalls are selling enthusiastically. Even at night, they are just as lively.

"Xiaoyoukuai, it's sugar gourd. Buy it for me." at this time, Feng Jiu's voice came into Murong Fengqing's ears.

Sugar gourd Murong Feng glances at the ring.

"Aren't you a thousand year old man? You still eat such childish things as sugar gourd!" I didn't expect that this little thing still likes to eat this.

"Who said it's childish, my lord likes to eat? What's the matter?" Murong wind was said to be embarrassed, but rarely go out, Phoenix nine or not miss this opportunity.

After rolling his eyes, Murong Fengqing bought ten strings of sugar gourd and threw them into the ring.

But when she came to the alley, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. Before she could react, a hurricane swept by. A huge figure rolled her into the alley and pressed her against the wall. Suddenly, her nose was full of blood.

Raise an eye to see, what you see is a pure white hair, bright and clean, or half of a defect. Under the moonlight, her face is almost as white as silver hair. Her long eyebrows, like butterfly wings, are all white.

If you don't feel that this person still has breath, Murong Fengqing will think that he has bumped into a gorgeous ghost

Although the other side's eyes are closed tightly, the cold feeling on his body is just like the ice in the deep pool for thousands of years.

The only color is the thin lips, which make the whole person look arrogant, evil and overbearing.

This man's identity must be different, but it has nothing to do with her.

"Get out of here." Murong Feng gave a cold drink. He dared to stop her here. He wanted to die.

However, Murong Fengqing has just made a sound, but the domineering atmosphere has swept all her senses. His body was imprisoned, and his shoulders were pinched by a pair of strong hands, which made Murong Fengqing scold secretly.

Nima, can't her veins be crushed again?

Suddenly, the man who had been on her shoulder suddenly moved. His face was raised by a pair of cold hands and covered by a chill. Before he could react, he was submerged in a cold kiss.

"Damn it Murong Fengqing's eyes are as open as brass bells. He looks at the aggressive face in front of him. Although his eyes are closed, he still can't resist the imperious exudation of the emperor in the dark.

Nima's anger surged from Murong's feet.

This is a kiss that makes people sink and move. When they are intertwined with each other, Murong Fengqing's eyes burst out with a sense of killing. Beichi bites hard, and immediately feels a continuous stream of bloody smell pouring into Murong Fengqing's mouth.

Dare to insult her and kill you.

Just, the other party just a meal, originally closed eyes slightly opened, half squinting at Murong wind tilt.

The deep black pupil is like a huge and dangerous black hole, which will be engulfed if it is not careful. The light lift of the evil spirit seems to have some disdain, some surprise and some cold anger.

Then, the red lips charm light hook, under the moonlight, will be almost transparent face set off more strange.

"It's rare that he hasn't died yet!" As soon as the inexplicable words fell, Murong Fengqing's lips were blocked again, her body was cold, and her hands reached into he