Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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The man in black checked his body again and found that it was the same. Then he slashed again with a sword.

"Damn woman." While drinking angrily, a cold flame ignited: "I must send you to **** today."

The movement just made him feel ashamed.

Su Qiqi was standing in front of Lei Yufeng's bed. The wound on her chest kept bleeding with blood. Because of the pain, she frowned slightly, but did not move: "Why did you kill me?"

She didn't seem to offend anyone.

Instead of asking who asked you to kill me, she asked why.

Lei Yufeng was also impressed by this questioning. This woman is indeed not simple and not easy to mess with.

Jian Shengsheng, who was caught in front of him, stopped. The man in black looked at Su Qiqi's handsome face, and the wrinkled eyebrow, seemed very satisfied.

With a smile: "Take money and make disasters work for others."

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Su Qiqi's complexion changed again and again, even someone really bought a killer to assassinate himself.

She wondered if it was Mo Wenxuan, or her father. Thinking of this, she vetoed this idea. She knew that Mo Wenxuan hated herself, but she would not send someone to assassinate herself so soon.

Then there is only one person.

Eyes rolled, Su Qiqi stared straight at the man in black, and it seemed that he was also a very arrogant figure.

He calmly moved his body: "I don't know how much my life is worth."

"For an opponent who doesn't have martial arts, kill the silver." The man in black arrogantly said: "However, the man behind you is very valuable ..."

The light of greed flashed under his eyes.

One person had been provoked outside the door, the strange front was broken, Mo Wenchen and Leng Yan killed the remaining nine people without any effort.

For just a blink of an eye, both men raised their **** knives and looked around coldly.

Make sure there are no more killers.

"Send someone to clean it up." Mo Wenchen wiped the blood on his sword with his sleeve and confided coldly.

As his words fell, a chair fell to the ground.

Frowning fiercely, Mo Wenchen didn't hesitate, turned sharply, kicked the door of the inn room with his legs, and flung in.

As Mo Wenchen flew in, he could see the situation in the room at a glance.

Su Qiqi held the chair against the opponent's sword with both hands, and the whole person was standing in front of Lei Yufeng's bed, while Lei Yufeng laboredly stood up and threw the things on the bed to the man in black.

"Damn woman, dare to play me." The black man's face was iron-blue, the sword had been embedded in the chair, and he tried to pull it out, staring at Su Qiqi resentfully.

Although Su Qiqi was dealing with this kind of hand, she was always listening to the movement outside the door. When she heard that there was no sound outside, she knew that those assassins should have been solved.

So while asking him how much money he was worth, he said that I paid ten times as much and killed the other party.

The man in black was the one who saw the money and opened his eyes. He wanted to kill this and went back to kill the customer. This time he made money.

If you really get money, you can do disaster for others.

All counted back.

Su Qiqi, while showing hatred for the other side, asked Lei Yufeng for silver.

As Lei Yufeng handed in the silver, she kicked the chair beside her while the black man looked greedily, then lifted another chair.

The moment the chair fell to the ground, the man in black knew that he had been fooled, and severely split his sword.

But one step late, the sword straightly hit the chair raised by Su Qiqi!

Mo Wenchen flicked his sleeves, the sword drew a circle, split it, and directly hit the back of the man in black. It was fatal.

Blood sprayed all over the place.

The man in black fell down unwillingly.

Su Qiqi also loosened the chair on his hands, and the whole person collapsed.

"Juqi, how are you?" Mo Wenchen's cold eyes slowly warmed, took a step forward, looked up and down Su Qiqi, saw her large chest sword injury, her brows involuntarily tightened.

The hand holding the sword also tightened.

Lei Yufeng drew a half breath and tilted Mo Wenchen aside: "Why don't you ask me if I have anything ..."

Cough while talking.

Su Qiqi looked at Mo Wenchen with a worried look on his face, his heart was warm, and his chest was still painful, but he couldn't feel it.

Lei Yufeng gave a glance at his eyes, Mo Wenchen saw that he was innocent, and shook his head: "Just be alive."

Hatred that made Lei Yufeng look: "It's really a guy who values ​​color and friend."

There was even a mood to joke, which made Su Qiqi feel relieved.

He smiled lowly: "Mo Wenchen, you take care of Lord Leibao first, I will take care of the wound."

She Su Qiqi is not a coquettish woman. She has just lost her life to Huang Quan, and she is very satisfied. With Mo Wenchen's concern, she feels that this trip is worth it.

At last it was clear that the moon was clear.

"Okay." Mo Wenchen wanted to say something, but he put up with it, and nodded hard, trying to step forward and stopped.

Raise your eyes to see the puppets under Lei Yufeng's eyes.

Grimmed him.

Su Qiqi also blushed and turned away. Her heart was hurt and she had to deal with it herself.

Mo Wenchen was worried about her face, and the care in her eyes looked so real.

At this time, she had lost her illusions.

The outside corpse had been cleaned up, and kept cold by the door like a wood. When Su Qiqi came out, she called the princess and mother.

As for the cold words, Su Qiqi has already been used to his coldness and Muna.

She's enough as long as Mo Wenchen accepts herself. Other people's thoughts will slowly change. She wants everyone to know that she will not become a burden on Mo Wenchen, but will become his most effective assistant.

Looking at Su Qiqi's thin but strong back, his expressionless expression finally moved his eyebrows. He saw a bright red on Su Qiqi's chest. In fact, his heart was also distressed by Su Qiqi.

The moment she chose to ask Mo Chen, she was doomed to live a quiet life, let alone quiet.

Although this woman was resourceful and calm and wise in the event, she was worse after all, without martial arts.

Just now, she was tired of Mo Wenchen.

Pushing the door open, Su Qiqi stood beside the door without moving.

The woman's six senses told her that there was danger in it.

In the dark night, the moonlight is too dark, and the candlelight is like a bean, but the cold words here still feel the cold light flashing in front of him. Su Qiqi, who had been unable to retreat in his arms, circled three circles in the air before landing slowly.

In the cold air, Su Qiqi swirling around in the air, countless darts broke through.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang ..."

At the same time, there were more than twenty black killers in the room, all holding long swords, and their feet moved forward regularly.

It can be seen that these twenty people are more difficult to deal with than the ten people just now, and this formation is a bit weird.

Mo Wenchen also flew out with his sword raised, watching some embarrassing cold words and Su Qiqi when he was surrounded by the center. The blood-filled black robe turned out without wind, and his eyes were murderous!