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

"Whatever you think, but why did you come to me today? Shouldn't you give me a reason?"

Feng Qining tightened the ribbon around his neck, the face of the purple-clothed man became even uglier, she grabbed Feng Qining's hand and tightened, the pain in her arm reminded Feng Qining that if her ribbon broke the purple-clothed man's neck, She can't live either.Fiction Rankings
She sent someone to check the identity of the man in purple, but they couldn't find it at all. He seemed to appear out of nowhere, and there was no trace of him. Could it be that he also traveled through time like herself?

Shaking his head, the idea was a bit unbelievable.

"The priest is dead"[

For half the salary, the man in purple said this, Feng Qining looked at him in surprise, he tried his best to arrest him, maybe he wanted to tell himself about it?Also, would Father Hei die so easily?

"Let go of my wife"

Holding a long sword in his hand, Lancer suddenly appeared in front of the man in purple.

"Are you his apprentice?"

The man in purple stopped and looked at Lancer leisurely. It was beyond Feng Qining's expectation that Lancer could catch up, and it was reasonable. The man in purple was under the black priest's subordinate, and Lancer was the apprentice of the old man. He should know a thing or two about his treacherous martial arts.

"Put it on my wife"

Lan Se repeated what he had just said as if he couldn't hear the man in purple.

"I want to see how capable his apprentice can be."

The man in purple put Feng Qining down, stretched out his hand and tapped Feng Qining's body, Feng Qining stood aside immobile, staring at him.

This is the acupuncture point in the legend, Feng Qining looked at him coldly, the man in purple and Lanse had already started fighting, and they didn't even look at her.

Looking at the entangled figures, Feng Qining looked at the surrounding environment, the man in purple took her to a flat ground, surrounded by grass, she couldn't even find a place to hide.

The blue shadow swayed and disappeared out of thin air, the sword of the man in purple pierced the air, Feng Qining felt a pain in her body, and she fell into an embrace.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Feng Qining shook her head: "It's okay, don't worry"

At this time, Feng Qining realized that her legs were weak and she couldn't even stand up.

What the hell is going on?Isn't it just a point?Do you want to be so weak?

Lan Se's bracelet wrapped around Feng Qining's waist, allowing her to lean gently in his arms.

"You've already got what you want, so why are you dissatisfied?"