My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 527 Breeze Dew?I have no idea
"Yes, yes, admit defeat quickly."

"Hahaha, if you admit defeat now, you can still save a little life."

"Yes, yes."

"Admit defeat, admit defeat quickly."

From the dark crowd all around, there came wave after wave of loud and loud shouts.

Murong Jiuqing looked at Nan Fengjiao in front of him coldly.

He spit out two words coldly.

"Admit defeat."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Nan Fengjiao hugged her body tightly with both hands, and begged Murong Jiuqing bitterly.

At this moment, she can't control herself, she has lost her image.

Being drawn so badly...

Nan Fengjiao directly disgraced her face in front of the people of the entire Southern Kingdom.

The image of the original noble princess disappeared in an instant.

Murong Jiu shook the whip in his hand.

He lowered his head condescendingly and looked towards Nan Fengjiao.

"Woooooooooooo..."

Nan Fengjiao was lying on the ground, her mouth choked with a low "woo woo woo".

A face, full of snot and tears.

With that face swollen into a pig's head...

No matter how you look at it, it's miserable.

"Let me ask you, who gave you that bottle of Qingfenglu?"

Murong Jiuqing looked at Nan Fengjiao on the ground coldly, and asked her.

"Qing, Qingfenglu? This princess doesn't know what you're talking about... woo woo woo."

Nan Fengjiao's complexion changed, and she quickly shook her head to defend herself.

"do not know?"

Murong Jiuqing raised his eyebrows coldly.

A pair of clear eyes had already looked towards the top of the jade bottle not far away.

Although Nan Fengjiao is young, she is ruthless.

But very simple minded.

Can think of using Qingfenglu, such a sinister thing.

There must be someone behind her.

Murong Jiuqing's eyes moved.

In my heart, I have already guessed seven or eight.

Murong Yan'er!

Apart from her accident, she couldn't think of another person who would use such a vicious method.

Below the arena, Wang Hu was the first one who couldn't hold back and shouted loudly.

"Hey, tell me quickly. Who gave you this bottle of Qingfenglu? If you don't tell me, be careful with the whip."

"That's right."

"Tell me, where did you get this bottle of Qingfenglu?"

"Such a vicious move, if the young lady hadn't discovered it early, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang Hu is right."

"This method is really too vicious."

...

In the crowd, everyone said one more sentence each time.

Murong Yan'er in the corner turned pale.

"Damn it, Murong Jiuqing, that bitch, why is he so sensitive?"

Murong Yan'er gritted her teeth secretly, the expression on her face was extremely ugly.

She looked around.

Then he took a sneaky step, taking advantage of no one's attention, and walked behind him.

...

"Say."

On the ring stage, Murong Jiu tilted his gaze to Nan Fengjiao, and asked her coldly.

Nan Fengjiao met Murong Jiuqing's eyes and shivered quickly.

On a face, there was a strong sophistry and horror.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Nan Fengjiao tried her best to stand up from the ground, and shouted loudly at Murong Jiuqing.

"It's okay if you don't say anything."

Murong Jiuqing sneered.

He waved the long whip in his hand.

The sharp black whip tail lashed towards Nan Fengjiao again.

"Ahhh...I said, I said."

As soon as Nan Fengjiao saw the black whip shadow, her face turned pale with fright.

She covered her head and face with her hands tightly, and yelled at the top of her lungs.

(End of this chapter)