The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 106 Scum

After saying those words, he waved his sleeves, and the concentrated force struck Xuanyuan Yihong.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yihong's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, luck gathered his internal strength, and he struck out with both palms at the same time, resisting the powerful force hitting him, he looked at Xuanyuan Mochen angrily and coldly, "Sixth Brother , it seems that you are tired of work, how dare you do it with me."

Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and stared at him coldly with murderous eyes, his voice was as cold as coming from a cold pool, "Xuanyuan Yihong, I will kill you today."

"Haha... that depends on whether you have the ability!" Xuanyuan Yihong's eyes gathered a sinister look, and he laughed arrogantly, and his luck poured ten levels of internal energy into his palms.

Just as he was about to make a move, Feng Qianya's apricot pupils on the bed flashed a cruel look, and with a twist of her wrist, the broken jade hairpin in her hand flew out, piercing straight into his buttocks, almost completely submerged.

"what……"

There was pain in the buttocks, Xuanyuan Yihong's eyes gathered anger, Mudi turned around, before he could make a sound, the broken half of the jade hairpin in Feng Qianya's hand flew out and shot straight at his neck.

Just when the half of the jade hairpin missed Xuanyuan Yihong's neck, a strong wind suddenly blew up the room, and a black figure was shrouded in purple, flashing in like a ghost.

The black figure turned out to be the ghost-masked man who appeared to assassinate Xuanyuan Mochen that night. With a wave of his sleeve, the half of the jade hairpin that was shot at Xuanyuan Yihong was instantly destroyed invisibly.

"Follow me!" An extremely cold voice came from his mouth under the ghost mask.

Then he swept Xuanyuan Yihong away like a sudden tornado.

In just a moment, his and Xuanyuan Yihong's figures disappeared.

The strong wind that rolled up disappeared, and the room returned to calm, as if the ghost masked man had never appeared.

Xuanyuan Mochen saw that ghostly masked man actually rescued someone under his nose, he clenched his big white hand tightly again, his handsome face was covered with a thick haze, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and his light brown pupils His eyes were full of deep hatred and a destructive killing spirit.

Feng Ying from outside the room came in, nodded and said, "My lord, King Xun was rescued by that ghost-masked man."

Feng Qianya saw that Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes were full of deep hatred, she got off the bed, squinted her almond eyes slightly, and asked Feng Ying, "Can you save Tong'er?"

"Princess, don't worry, when the prince came in just now, he had already rescued Miss Tong'er." Feng Ying nodded and replied.

Hearing that Feng Ying said that Tong'er had been rescued, Feng Qianya was relieved. She looked down at Xuanyuan Mochen, and saw his eyes turned red and bloodthirsty. momentum.

She took a step forward, sat down on his lap, her slender jade-like arms wrapped around his neck, her pink lips approached his ear, "Xuanyuan Yihong, a scumbag, I won't let him Better off."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's bloodthirsty eyes with light brown pupils softened a bit, his big white hands wrapped around her waist, he hugged her tightly into his arms, and looked down at her and said: " Xuanyuan Yihong has a ghost-masked man to help him, you can't kill him, even this king is not sure."

Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed slightly, her fingers as thin as onion roots lightly picked his knife-like firm jaw, her small face moved closer to him, touching his forehead, touching the tip of his nose, and said in a soft voice, "baby, you Don't you doubt that there is something between me and Xuanyuan Yihong?"

(End of this chapter)