Transmigrating into the Idiot Fifth Miss: Stunning Crazy Concubine

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Luo Liuling didn't say anything, but looked at the Seventh Prince in front of him, and saw that although he was crying all the time, his eyes were fixed on Luo Liuling.

It was just a meeting on three sides, Luo Liuling raised his feet and walked forward, but before the front moved, the bright red figure rushed over at once.

"Get him quickly."

Dabao's voice rang in Luo Liuling's ears, like a turbulent bell, very arrogant. [

Feng Qingcheng closed her eyes, knowing that this woman would not save him at all, so she staggered a few times and slid backwards.

The black mist billowing from behind, this black evil sword energy once again appeared behind Feng Qingcheng, but its power was extraordinary. Feng Qingcheng stepped back and waved his palms vigorously. In this way, there was already an extra layer on his head Fine beads of sweat, usually very light movements, but now it has become very difficult.

Seeing that Feng Qingcheng was forced into such a mess, and the woman in purple didn't make a move, Dabao was determined.He sneered and said, "Boy, you escaped once, but you can't escape the second time. You can save your life if you obediently catch him without a fight."

"Damn! Even if I die, I will pull you back!" Feng Qingcheng roared angrily, but her eyes never left Luo Liuling.

Those eyes were full of anticipation and vague fantasy.

But when he saw Luo Liuling's indifferent expression, his fiery heart was like being poured into a basin of cold water, and there was no spark in it.

After a few rounds, Feng Qingcheng also suffered several stab wounds on her body. Seeing that she was in such a mess, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help being a little annoyed, and shouted loudly, continuously gathering the internal force in her body.

If it doesn't work once, it's the second time, and if it doesn't work the second time, it's the third time.

Slowly raising his hands, big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and the bridge of his nose. Feng Qingcheng's body trembled even when he forcibly used his internal force.

The men around stopped their offensive movements, looked at this man with interest, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, with sarcasm, disdain, and ridicule. In Feng Qingcheng's eyes, it was very ear-piercing, and the anger in his chest was getting bigger and bigger.

Bit by bit, the internal force also slowly erupted from the body, Feng Qingcheng raised his head to the sky and roared, his blue hair fluttering.

"what"

This sound contained Feng Qingcheng's anger, as well as Feng Qing's sorrow, and contained all emotions and internal strength, which emerged bit by bit.

He slapped the man with his palm, and the powerful palm wind sent everyone around him flying.

Under Feng Qingcheng's palm, the black man stepped back a few steps. If it wasn't for the black sword in his hand, his chest would have been pierced through.

But Feng Qingcheng didn't feel well, this palm was forced out, her meridian was injured, there was traces of blood on the corner of her mouth, and her face paled a lot.

He took a few steps back, staggered, and knelt on one knee, with black hair scattered on his shoulders, covering that seductive face. [

If he hadn't been hit by the ten bones and tendons powder, this man would not be his opponent at all, unlike this time, when he slapped one palm in succession, it was so painful.

The man in black was enraged by Feng Qingcheng, and his killing intent was aroused. The black sword in his hand seemed to be transformed into a black dragon, roaring towards Feng Qingcheng.

Seeing this sword, Feng Qingcheng's body kept retreating. Now he doesn't have any strength, and he just forcibly raised his inner strength, which has already caused him to destroy his tendons.