Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

But, right? He can't manage so much, he can only watch it like this. Who's Murong Fengqing? You're not lucky. How can you just bump into the mysterious woman who is lonely!

However, if she is really that mysterious woman, Murong Fengqing absolutely hates loneliness.

Ha ha ha ha, he is looking forward to seeing Gu Wujue eat shriveled!

However, the two black hearted men who just stood by and watched the fire from the other side didn't see what they wanted to see. They saw a delicate little girl in the distance suddenly looking at the wild animals. The deep sense of killing surprised a group of wild animals who hadn't succeeded for a long time.

All of a sudden, I saw Murong Fengqing cut off a dress inexplicably, and then overlapped it together.

"Lonely, what does she want to do? Is she crazy?" Cloud Mo looking at Murong wind tilt action, in front of is a group of wild animals, inhuman wild animals, she how come of courage and confidence to do so!

Looking at Murong wind tilted the cloth into a ball, and then blindfolded his eyes, hard hit a knot.

Cloud Mo eyes can't blink down, in the face of hundreds of wild animals, is Murong Fengqing not afraid of death??

Looking at the small Murong Fengqing, who seems to be not enough for a beast at night, as if a gust of wind can blow down Murong Fengqing, at the moment, the stubborn figure is extremely firm, like a sharp sword with extreme cold edge, slowly shining in the night.

Yun Mo's heart suddenly surged with strange feelings. He didn't know whether he was excited, stunned or other emotions he didn't understand.

One side of the loneliness is still indifferent without wave, but the dark eyes than the night is also dark, but also a faint flash strange.

After Murong Fengqing blindfolded his eyes, he found that his mood suddenly calmed down a lot, but his hearing was much more sensitive than before.

In such a dilemma, the most test is the people's heart.

Maybe the real purpose of Feng Jiu is not to let himself defeat these wild animals. The most important thing is to let himself calm down.

It has to be denied that Murong Fengqing is a bit too much to change from the first mercenary to the first trash in the world.

So I can't wait to make progress and become stronger.

But it forms a kind of impetuous psychology.

And just now, in the face of these beasts, she was not sure where to start, she finally found her weakness.

But now, when the field of vision is dark, and there is only sense of smell, hearing and touch, Murong Fengqing finds that he is more able to find his advantages.

The first beast saw that Murong Fengqing had the courage to cover his eyes. After shock, his eyes just flashed excitement and ridicule. After a long roar, he rushed directly to her.

The dagger in his hand became the sharpest weapon. Murong Fengqing immediately felt the beast rushing in front of him. His petite body rushed forward and crossed the side of the beast. The dagger cut his neck accurately.

The fishy and sweet blood is sprayed out like a fountain, and the cold bloodthirsty factors in Murong Feng's body are all stimulated.

This is her, the first mercenary of the night, without any fear, without any scruples, only life and death.

Fengjiu floats in front of the ring, looking at Murong wind which is as sharp as lightning and as fast as hurricane. It seems to see a sword full of rust slowly fade away the red rust.