Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

"The play is good~~" Feng Chuge chuckled.

Clearly it seems to be a careless discourse, but let Murong Qing feel the whole body chills, the whole person suddenly trembled.

Her look was stiff, and she didn't even dare to look up at the Fengchu song, and she was afraid to see the fierce scorpion of Fengchu.

"Feng girl... you... what do you say?"

Feng Chuge looked coldly at Murong Qing.

Maybe she had planned to spare her before, but now, Murong Qing came back and harmed her again and again. If she didn't do anything, she would be a fool! !

She walked slowly. "I don't know, you like to make poison."

Feng Chu Geben is half a head higher than Murong Qing. At this moment, she stood up straight and looked at Murong Qing condescendingly.

That gesture, like a queenlike look.

A powerful momentum struck, so that Murong Qing was scared.

"I... I don't have..."

"No?" Feng Chuge slammed his lips and smiled. She approached Murong Qing and spoke slowly. "Mu Rongqing, I will tell you a story, how?"

Murong Qing looked up in a puzzled way and looked at the Fengchu song, but she heard her slowly open. "I used to be in the Apocalypse, and there is also a person who is not self-sufficient and wants to poison me. You guess what happened to her?"

In this eye, Murong Qing directly confronted the Fengchu songs as deep as the ice.

Murong Qing shuddered, and the whole man was shocked to go backwards.

At this moment, Feng Chuge’s body flashed an extremely powerful force, and Murong Qing took it straight to her—

Raise the hand, Feng Chu song straight to the collar of Murong Qing.

"She likes poisoning so much, so I gave it back to her... you said... you?"

Murong Qing has already been scared.

She struggled to escape from the Fengchu singer, but found that she was not her opponent.

"You...what are you talking about? How can I get poisoned?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Chu sang his lips and continued to laugh. "The chemical power of last night was scattered. This is the seventh day of the break. Why, isn't it?"

"You are nonsense... I don't have it!" Murong Qing denied it.

"No...?" Feng Chuge glimmered lightly, continued to speak, but suddenly, the tone turned straight down, "doing something wrong but not acknowledging it, adding mistakes! It is the punishment!"

When the words fell, Feng Chuge took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms.

The white bottle reflects a little cold in the sun.

The curvature of the corner of Feng Chu’s song is even worse...

"You guess, what is this?" The cold white porcelain bottle slowly crossed the face of Murong Qing, and Feng Chuge asked in a strange way.

That look, at first glance, it was a bit more evil.

The cold touch came, so that Murong Qing couldn't help but tremble again.

Feng Chuge did not wait for Murong Qing to answer, and continued, "I collected the chemical power you gave last night, and then processed it... Murong Qing, would you like to taste the taste of this medicine?"

"I...I..." Murong Qing wanted to go back, but the robes were tightly held in the hands of the phoenix songs, letting her use her strength, and she could not break free.

"Oh... you want to go back..." Feng Chuge saw Murong Qing desperately going back, and his brow was picking.

She slammed her hand -

"Oh--" Without any precautions, Murong Qing leaned back and the whole person sat down on the ground.

pain……

It hurts...

In order to break away from Fengchu songs, Murong Qing made a full force.

The Fengchu song suddenly let go, and the whole person went straight down along his own strength. This fall is really not light.