The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Zong Zhenghao still hugged her tightly as if he couldn't hear her words. Feng Qining scolded him from head to toe in her heart. time.Passionate picture feast
Not reconciled, not reconciled, seeing that she was about to escape, but died at this time.

Not allowing Feng Qining to think about it, a strange feeling filled her whole body, and before she could adapt, the rushing water had already covered her mouth and nose, and a kind of icy edge slowly surged in her body. piercing feeling.

The cold seemed to have turned into countless steel needles, flying towards her one after another, she couldn't dodge, she just thrashed about to get fresh air, but there was no point of support under her feet, Zong Zhenghao grabbed her tightly again She didn't let go, her consciousness became more and more blurred, but she didn't want to close her eyes, she was afraid that if she closed them like this, she would never be able to see the sun of tomorrow again.

The body seemed to hang down, she seemed to see a colorful rainbow, it was very beautiful, the white clouds were shaking gently like a cradle, her body seemed to be lying on it, very comfortable and warm. [

In this warmth, she fell asleep gently, and then slowly woke up in this warmth. After becoming conscious, Feng Qining felt a warmth in her body, and her surroundings were soft, as if she was lying on the beach.

She tried her best to open her eyes, but was pierced by the dazzling golden light, and closed her eyes again. After several attempts, Feng Qining finally opened her eyes again.

The sound of running water rang in her ears, Feng Qining thought of the scene before she lost consciousness, and turned her head away.

Zong Zhenghao's hand was still on her waist, Feng Qining narrowed her eyes, showing a murderous look, this person did it on purpose, wanted to stand up and finish him off with one blow, but he fell into a coma for a few days, Feeling weak.

Standing up shaking, Feng Qining looked at the surrounding environment, she was not dreaming just now, but was really lying on the sandy pond.

Opposite her, there was a waterfall, which was still huge. The water flow made Feng Qining witness the galloping horses of the so-called water army. The feeling was even more exaggerated than when the reservoir was opened.

Feng Qining looked around and saw no other rivers, so she was sure that she fell from there.

Once again, she lamented the tenacity of life. Falling from such a big waterfall, she didn't touch a stone or something and was crushed to death. Is she lucky, or is God still reluctant to let her die so soon?