Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

Inside!

The cold touch makes Murong Fengqing's heart burn furiously, and the palm of his hand accumulates heat flow. A flame directly hits the man's face, which makes the man push away a little.

At this time, the white face, burning red.

Four eyes opposite, calm without wave, but the intention to kill everywhere.

"If you don't want to die, go away!" Murong Feng looks at the stranger without expression, and his voice is extremely cold.

When the man heard the words, there was a ripple in his dark and silent eyes. The corner of his eyes was dark and cold, and his red lips were like a bloody rose, which reminded him of a brilliant and frozen smile.

"Get out of here?" Bite him, hit him, and let him go. This woman is the first one. Tonight, I met a lot of special things.

"If you don't go away, you can also choose to die!" Murong Feng doesn't feel soft about killing people. What's more, the man in front of her who doesn't know what to do dares to take advantage of her. Almost at the same time, Murong Feng's hand quickly comes to the other person's back, and he fastly clasps the other person's spine. Just as he is about to exert force, the other person's hand stretched into his body is too fast to see clearly, but he grabs her wrist, Avoid the attack of Murong Fengqing.

Very good, unexpectedly can escape, as expected unusual, however, also doomed to die tonight!

Murong Fengqing can't do it with one blow. When he strikes again, the strange fire in his hand condenses. He reacts very quickly and burns the palm of the other person's hand. He flexibly avoids the man's imprisonment.

The man was stunned, looking at the hot palms of his hands. His face flashed with consternation and thought of the burning pain on his face. This woman had some ability to escape from his imprisonment several times. She became evil and wilful with a smile. When Murong Fengqing was about to run away, she took her with her long arm and brought her back to her arms.

Murong Feng, who was brought back to the man's arms, leans on the other person's shoulder, but shows a delicate smile on his originally tense and indifferent face. The enchanting charm between his face and the man's evil sycophant makes the man feel stunned for a moment.

"You're in the game." Hidden in the sleeve of the velvet needle do not know when to jump in the hands, in the moonlight under the infiltration of almost invisible white light, almost at the moment of no sound straight into the man's neck.

The difference between minutes and seconds is the difference between heaven and earth.

Although the man has extraordinary skill, he has hurt himself. He is wrong about Murong Fengqing's ability. His body is soft and numb in an instant. He has no strength. He only has a pair of calm and unchanging eyes, which are locked tightly on Murong Fengqing's face.

"I said, if you don't go away, you will die." Looking at the other side without panic, Murong Feng Qing felt a trace of appreciation.

Few people can be so calm when they have no resistance.

This man is either mentally different from ordinary people, or has enough confidence to fight back, or is not afraid at all.

But either way, it won't save him.

But now, Murong Fengqing quickly estimated the strength of the other side. His appearance was extraordinary and his temperament was arrogant. Although he was dressed in white, it was not only the material that rich people could use.

Moreover, he is highly skilled in martial arts. In Yuntian, the identity of this man is the strong among the strong.

"You won't kill me!" Although the man did not have the ability to fight back, he was full of confidence and uttered a word in a very conceited tone.

"That's clever. You're half right, but guess how I'll get revenge?"