Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

"Not crazy, she is your mother and my mother-in-law, how can we watch her die in front of us."

Then, Feng Xinglang glanced at Yuwen Luoshuang dotingly, and such a scene happened to be seen by Yuwen Ning, who bit her lip angrily, and then quickly walked to Yuwenjing's room. around.Then he wrote the word "kill" on his palm. At this time, the sharp-eyed Feng Xinglang also saw Yu Wenning who came in quickly.

"I've changed my mind, this woman must die."

While speaking, Yu Wenning snatched the scimitar from Yu Wenjing's hand, taking advantage of the situation to cut off the woman's neck.Yuwen Hanbing reacted quickly and took his mother away to the side, and then looked at Yuwen Ning who came out of the way with a look of wariness. He carefully protected his mother by his side.

"It's all about listening to Daddy's idea."

"Daddy also agrees with my approach, don't you agree, brother?"

Yuwen Ning glanced at Yuwen Hanbing who was standing in front of her very charmingly. From the very beginning, she never put this indifferent brother in her eyes. Only those with high spiritual power and cultivation can gain a foothold in Yuwen's family. down.

"Don't dare."

"That's good. I'm Yuwen Hanyue, not the docile Yuwen Ning. I hope you understand, brother."

Following her words, Yuwen Hanbing's figure trembled slightly.He almost forgot that the soul of Yuwen Hanyue resided in Yuwen Ning in front of him, that Yuwen Hanyue was cruel, and the only way out for the stumbling block in front of him was death.

Seeing Yuwen Hanbing's silent expression, Yu Wenning suddenly laughed, and then she dragged the woman in Yuwen Hanbing's arms to her face.In an instant, she put the scimitar in her hand on the woman's neck. If it wasn't for the appearance of Yuwen Luoshuang, she would have been the head wife of Fengshangzong. It was because of this woman that she became the laughing stock of the imperial capital. What's even more unbearable is that her soul can only gather in Yuwen Ning's body.

The moment Yu Wenning was about to raise the scimitar in his hand, Yuwen Hanbing stepped forward to stop him, but before he got close to Yu Wenning, he was bounced away by Yu Wenning's spiritual power.It was too late and then too fast, Yuwen Luoshuang quickly broke free from Feng Xinglang's embrace, the moment Yuwen Ning was about to drop the scimitar in his hand, Yuwen Luoshuang had already taken out the blue silk soft sword at his waist, It blocked the sharp machete.

The air was immediately filled with the smell of gunpowder, and when Yuwen Luoshuang blocked the scimitar in Yuwen Ning's hand, Feng Xinglang had already taken the woman to his side.

The moment Yuwen Ning was about to release the spiritual power in her hand, Yuwen Luoshuang had already returned to Feng Xinglang's side, and then she also gathered the spiritual power in her hand.Immediately, two different spiritual powers collided and merged in the hall, and then a large string of sparks began to burst out. Many people reflexively stepped back a few steps, for fear that they would be gradually dyed into something. .

Suddenly, Yu Wenning turned around and gave Yuwen Hanbing a fierce look, and immediately threw the scimitar in his hand in his direction, but when the scimitar was about to stab Yuwen Hanbing He was knocked down by Yu Wenjing who was standing on the side.