"What to do next?" Mo Yue's face was stern, her dark pupils looked at Feng Qingzhuang beside her, and she asked in a deep voice. When her calm and cold face fell into his eyes, Mo Yue felt nervous for a moment.
Calm down instantly
"What else can we do? Since we have been discovered, we can only walk out gracefully." Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression was calm and leisurely, and she said unhurriedly
After saying this, Feng Qingzhuang's eyes flickered, and she gently tossed the little gold, drawing a golden arc in mid-air. When it landed, the little gold's round body rolled on the spot, reducing the cushion of the fall, and rolled into the bottom of the bed.
The big mouse eyes looked at Feng Qingzhuang resentfully, complaining in her heart
"Master, I don't want to stay to protect this unconscious woman. I want to follow the master."
Feng Qingzhuang's sharp eyes glared, Xiao Jinzi curled his lips, obediently shrank under the bed and lay down, looking at Feng Qingzhuang reluctantly.
After doing all this, Feng Qingzhuang opened the door and walked downstairs in a swagger. The arrogance and wildness around her was unabashedly released. Mo Yue's face was cold and solemn. She held a sword in her hand and followed Feng.
Behind the makeup
Downstairs, the killing is intense, and the cold air is filled with a strong smell of blood. The two parties are killing each other in darkness. I only know in my heart that this fight is either you die or I live. Everyone has only one firm belief in their hearts, annihilation.
The other party can survive
Whether it is the men in black who came to assassinate them, unable to complete their mission, and only death awaits them, or the hidden guards led by Feng Yu, who are not in a good position to protect the master, the final result is death.
When Feng Qingzhuang walked downstairs wildly, the men in black and the hidden guards who were fighting for life and death did not pay too much attention. However, Feng Yu and the man who secretly fired arrows still noticed.
Just as she walked to the door of the inn, three cold and sharp arrows were shot at Feng Qingzhuang. This time, there was more of a hint of probing.
Three things happened, her eyes as cold as the cold moon looked at the cold arrow shot at her for the third time, Feng Qingzhuang's eyebrows were filled with anger, her cold and indifferent black eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost, and her whole body was covered with a layer of permeating murderous aura.
Her consistent policy is: I will not offend anyone unless they offend me; if someone offends me, I will retaliate; if someone offends me, I will eradicate it!
This person who shoots arrows in secret regards her as his target again and again, which is unbearable. No matter what the purpose of the person who shoots arrows in secret, he has violated Feng Qingzhuang's taboo.
Feng Qingzhuang's sharp cold eyes swept away, but before her steps could move, Feng Yu waved the tough silk silk in her hand outside the inn, and the strong internal force was mixed with it, and two of the arrows that were flying were hit.
When she came down, the remaining arrow was blocked by Mo Yue who drew her sword behind her. It landed at her feet with a crisp "clang" sound.
She lowered her head and saw that the sharp arrow was flashing with a faint green light. At a glance, she knew that it had been tempered with a huge poison. Immediately, Feng Qingzhuang's deep and cold pupils burst into turbulent anger like a violent storm, which was as cold as a bone.
, inch by inch, and full of murderous intent, the ridged lips evoked a cold and gorgeous smile, like a poisonous poppy flower, seducing people's hearts, but hiding a fatal murderous intent.
"Okay! Very good! You are asking for death to give such a generous gift to an unrelated person like me when you get downstairs. I want to find out the person who shot Leng Anjian and crush him to ashes to vent my anger.