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

"Fifth Young Master Feng is right. The arrival of this young master is to answer the request of the regent king."

His generous admission made Feng Qining stunned for a moment. He admitted it, and he actually admitted it. In fact, he didn't admit it. She would still have a way to reveal his true colors later on.Fiction Rankings
"Young master, you..."

"So it really is"

"He is really the regent of the exile country, that ambitious guy"[

"At such an old age, I still want to seek to usurp the throne, and I don't want to see if I have the ability."

"That's right, given his age, he is also worthy of fighting Li Huang."

Murong Zheng's one word has completely leaked him, and now he has no choice but to admit it or not. Seeing that he has been exposed, Murong Zheng no longer hides it.

"Fifth Young Master is very powerful. You have found out all the details of this king. Shouldn't Fifth Young Master tell everyone who you are?"

When Murong Zheng made a move, Feng Qining's feet slipped backwards, and she retreated gracefully.

"Who is this young master? This young master is Feng Wushao, don't you know? Are you angry from embarrassment when you make such a move?"

Feng Qining took out the ribbon, but a big man's weapon was a ribbon, which seemed awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Lu Ling kept looking at him thoughtfully, and there was an answer looming in his heart. He thought of the faint fragrance he smelled, and that kind of fragrance should only be possessed by women.

Murong Zheng's long sword pierced Feng Qining's heart, killing her with one move, the corners of her mouth raised, Feng Qining shielded her face with a ribbon, when the two collided, fierce sparks appeared, people with low martial arts skills could not see them clearly With every movement, only one white and one black figure can be seen entangled, separated, each occupying one side.

White clothes with wide sleeves, hair lightly dancing, elegant and dazzling, with a clear demeanor, looking forward to the appearance, no matter how bold, Feng Qining is a woman after all, and she still can't hide the delicate look between her eyebrows. Compared with Feng Qining's chic, Murong Politics is a bit embarrassing.

His arms were numb, he almost couldn't hold the long sword, his hair was disheveled, and his face was gloomy.

"Isn't Feng Wushao's weapon a big knife? How did it become a ribbon?"

"My knife is generally not seen, unless you are willing to use your head to sacrifice it"

What he should do, of course, is up to Li Meiren, she is only responsible for arresting him.

Feng Qining heard Murong Zheng's words, but it had another meaning, he was not worthy to use a knife, he didn't even have the qualification to use a knife, when was he underestimated like this?