The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Thinking of this, Qing Kuang was startled suddenly, as if he had realized something intuitively.Use Ruokan Novel Reader to read tens of thousands of novels, completely free of ads!At this moment, there was a slight sound behind him.

Qing Kuang turned around suddenly, and a figure slowly flashed out of the darkness.

Tall and strong, she is definitely not Miss Zhao at the counter.Under Qing Kuang's calm gaze, after a few breaths, the face of a man in sable fur slowly appeared in the night.

"It's you? Xiao Linfeng, you haven't left Imperial College yet?!" Qing looked at the other party and shouted coldly.

"Hey! Before some important things are clarified, I won't leave so easily! [

Feng Qingkuang, we meet again!The prince really wants to know, if you, a cold beauty covered in thorns, are afraid of seeing me in this barren mountain! "

Xiao Linfeng looked at Qing Kuang's whole body like a wolf, and growled.

However, the response he received was a cold look of extreme contempt.

"You should be afraid of me, Xiao Linfeng! Because... your hands are stained with the blood of more than a dozen disciples of my union!"

Xiao Linfeng's ferocious eyes shot at Qingkuang like two sharp arrows.When facing this weak-looking little girl alone, the beast side in Xiao Linfeng's bones began to be faintly revealed.

Qingkuang didn't change his face, and he didn't show any panic.She knew that a majestic Prince Beiming would never mobilize people for the sake of replacing a few worthless slaves.

"Xiao Linfeng, you definitely didn't call me here to avenge those unworthy bastards of yours, did you?"

Xiao Linfeng laughed out loud,

"That's right! Feng Qingkuang, since you became the head of the Hurricane Regiment, your knowledge has become more and more powerful!

To put it bluntly, the prince is very interested in the reason why the Hurricane Group can jump to the sixth-level trade union!Are you going to confess yourself?Or should the crown prince do it himself? "

Xiao Linfeng casually threatened with a defiant attitude.

In the eyes of Linghuang-level talent Xiao Linfeng, Feng Qingkuang was as small as an ant.

"What? Do you think it's strange? Do you think that your agreement with Ms. Zhao can escape the eyes of the prince?

snort!That girl surnamed Zhao is not a character who is not afraid of death like you, as long as the prince scares her a little, she will recruit anything! "

Qing Kuang stood coldly, silent.

Xiao Linfeng, the Prince of Beiming, is indeed worthy of being a great royal family. He is the only opponent in the world who can contend against the God of War, Ao Junxie. His scheming is absolutely incomparable.

The night was desolate and cold, surrounded by dead silence, Xiao Linfeng and Qing Kuang faced each other, only ten steps away from each other...

A strong wind suddenly blew, and there was only a flash of light in front of his eyes, and the figure of Prince Xiao Linfeng of Beiming flashed past like a ghost.

Almost at the same time, a cold invisible sword energy passed close to him.When he looked again, another sound blade had already pierced through the air in the hand of the woman in front of him. [

Xiao Linfeng swung his palm quickly, and a strong purple spiritual power pierced the dark night sky, and instantly dispelled the sound blade that was pointing at the vital point of his throat.

"Tell me the whole story of the Heming Valley incident! This crown prince spares you!"

Xiao Linfeng placed his palms tightly in front of his chest, posing in a posture ready to fight, and shouted in a low voice.

It turned out that Xiao Linfeng was doing it for this!