The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss
Chapter 2: The Beautiful Boy From Heaven
Chapter 2: The Beautiful Boy From Heaven (2)
Feng Qiwu turned over... not turned over, his body was limp, his legs were as soft as noodles, and too many things were squeezed into his brain at once, such as the palace of the general who protects the country, what queen, what spirit Li, Nima, what the hell is this?
Sitting blankly in the grass for about half an hour, Feng Qiwu had no choice but to believe that he went to sleep on that guy's bed, and then crossed over in such a foolish way.
Feng Qiwu braced himself to stand up, with one hand on his hips, and the other pointing to the sky like a teapot, and yelled: "Damn it, God, you can't wear it at any time, but at this time, it's my last generous commission." I haven't had time to spend yet, 5000 million!" She had to buy as many delicious foods as she wanted, and how many fun things to play with.
Before he could get enough of the scolding, the crackling thunder echoed through the sky along with the pillar-thick lightning that almost hit Feng Qiwu's head.
Bean-sized raindrops fell rustlingly, Feng Qiwu didn't have time to think, and habitually recited the formula of the wind power in the previous life and rushed towards the direction of memory.
It took me a long time to come to my senses, "My old lady's supernatural ability has also passed through, God opened my eyes, you finally did the right thing, hahahaha..." Feng Qiwu laughed crazily, with supernatural powers Yes, I haven't lost my ability to watch the house, Wahaha.
"My lord, you go first, and leave these people to the subordinates to deal with!" Just as Feng Qiwu was running wildly to find a place to hide from the rain, the iron-masked man was also on the side of swords, lights and swords, very fierce.
The cold wind's words were drowned in the roaring thunder. The iron-masked man held a broad-bladed broadsword that didn't match his thin physique. He raised the knife and dropped it, blood sprayed, and those eyes stained with ink chilled the cold, Almost freezing people, the iron ring on the back of the knife made a sound, like a note of death in the heavy rain.
The man in black, however, is not afraid of death and rushes forward one after another, threatening to kill someone. Occasionally, there are hidden arrows. Even if the man in the iron mask is superb in martial arts, he gradually loses his strength. His arms and back are covered with long swords The scratches were either deep or shallow, and the outer robe was already soaked in blood, but several guards were entangled by the men in black, unable to step forward to help their master.
"Go to hell!" The leader of the man in black shouted coldly and slammed his palm on the iron-masked man's back. The black figure flew into the distance like a dilapidated kite.
Feng Qiwu was running wildly along the direction of his memory, and a person who didn't pay attention was smashed right on the ground. With an "ouch", he fell directly on the ground. The grass washed by the rain was extremely muddy. Feng Qiwu's pounce As soon as he shouted, he ate a mouthful of grass as a matter of course, and stained his whole body with mud by the way.
"Damn it, which bastard is throwing things around?" Lie on the ground with his elbows on the ground and raised his head, "Bah bah" spit out the weeds in his mouth, Feng Qiwu roared loudly against the muddy water on his face.
The thing on her back moved, and with a "bang", it rolled off her body.
Feng Qiwu got up, but found that it was not a thing that hit her, but a man, and he was a very beautiful and embarrassed handsome man. Although the handsome man wore an obtrusive iron mask, it still couldn't prevent Feng Qiwu from discovering beautiful eyes.
With a sigh of relief, he squatted down and patted the man's face, "Hey, handsome guy, do you know how Jincheng can get away?"
"What are you going to Jincheng for?" The iron-masked man was lying on the ground, breathing unsteadily, but speaking smoothly.
Feng Qiwu couldn't help clapping his hands, like a monkey, "Oh, not bad, it's not bad to be able to talk without breathing after being injured like this."
(End of this chapter)
Feng Qiwu turned over... not turned over, his body was limp, his legs were as soft as noodles, and too many things were squeezed into his brain at once, such as the palace of the general who protects the country, what queen, what spirit Li, Nima, what the hell is this?
Sitting blankly in the grass for about half an hour, Feng Qiwu had no choice but to believe that he went to sleep on that guy's bed, and then crossed over in such a foolish way.
Feng Qiwu braced himself to stand up, with one hand on his hips, and the other pointing to the sky like a teapot, and yelled: "Damn it, God, you can't wear it at any time, but at this time, it's my last generous commission." I haven't had time to spend yet, 5000 million!" She had to buy as many delicious foods as she wanted, and how many fun things to play with.
Before he could get enough of the scolding, the crackling thunder echoed through the sky along with the pillar-thick lightning that almost hit Feng Qiwu's head.
Bean-sized raindrops fell rustlingly, Feng Qiwu didn't have time to think, and habitually recited the formula of the wind power in the previous life and rushed towards the direction of memory.
It took me a long time to come to my senses, "My old lady's supernatural ability has also passed through, God opened my eyes, you finally did the right thing, hahahaha..." Feng Qiwu laughed crazily, with supernatural powers Yes, I haven't lost my ability to watch the house, Wahaha.
"My lord, you go first, and leave these people to the subordinates to deal with!" Just as Feng Qiwu was running wildly to find a place to hide from the rain, the iron-masked man was also on the side of swords, lights and swords, very fierce.
The cold wind's words were drowned in the roaring thunder. The iron-masked man held a broad-bladed broadsword that didn't match his thin physique. He raised the knife and dropped it, blood sprayed, and those eyes stained with ink chilled the cold, Almost freezing people, the iron ring on the back of the knife made a sound, like a note of death in the heavy rain.
The man in black, however, is not afraid of death and rushes forward one after another, threatening to kill someone. Occasionally, there are hidden arrows. Even if the man in the iron mask is superb in martial arts, he gradually loses his strength. His arms and back are covered with long swords The scratches were either deep or shallow, and the outer robe was already soaked in blood, but several guards were entangled by the men in black, unable to step forward to help their master.
"Go to hell!" The leader of the man in black shouted coldly and slammed his palm on the iron-masked man's back. The black figure flew into the distance like a dilapidated kite.
Feng Qiwu was running wildly along the direction of his memory, and a person who didn't pay attention was smashed right on the ground. With an "ouch", he fell directly on the ground. The grass washed by the rain was extremely muddy. Feng Qiwu's pounce As soon as he shouted, he ate a mouthful of grass as a matter of course, and stained his whole body with mud by the way.
"Damn it, which bastard is throwing things around?" Lie on the ground with his elbows on the ground and raised his head, "Bah bah" spit out the weeds in his mouth, Feng Qiwu roared loudly against the muddy water on his face.
The thing on her back moved, and with a "bang", it rolled off her body.
Feng Qiwu got up, but found that it was not a thing that hit her, but a man, and he was a very beautiful and embarrassed handsome man. Although the handsome man wore an obtrusive iron mask, it still couldn't prevent Feng Qiwu from discovering beautiful eyes.
With a sigh of relief, he squatted down and patted the man's face, "Hey, handsome guy, do you know how Jincheng can get away?"
"What are you going to Jincheng for?" The iron-masked man was lying on the ground, breathing unsteadily, but speaking smoothly.
Feng Qiwu couldn't help clapping his hands, like a monkey, "Oh, not bad, it's not bad to be able to talk without breathing after being injured like this."
(End of this chapter)
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