Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Delayed the journey of this seat, you are all going to die." Ling Zhongzheng's thick voice came out of the carriage, ringing through the woods, everyone in black was frightened, and some even spit blood. Ling Zhong was getting out of the carriage. Perseverance was in the siege of the man in black. He smiled coldly, waving a few palms, and strong palm wind hit the man in black. Before they had too much time, they were torn into pieces.

"Is it so good to learn to assassinate others?" Ling Zhongzheng smiled coldly, and the sense of ridicule in the painting couldn't be more clear.

"Ling Zhongzheng, the ghost king!" It seems to be the leader of these men in black. After Ling Zhong was out of the palm, he felt his origins, was shocked, and quickly said, "Retreat!"

"Since it's here, it's not so easy to leave." Leng Yetong stepped out of the carriage and gently shook the folding fan, looking like a brother-in-law. Holding the silver wire in his hand, he gently waved it, and the silver wire rushed towards the man in black. This silver wire was everywhere. The man in black wanted to hide was futile. He was cut into pieces by the silver wire.

"The nightmare of the ghost doctor!" The leader of the man in black was even more surprised, looking at the silver wire still dripping in her hands, and his eyes were full of terror. A piece of silver wire walked the world, the ghost doctor Ye Ye's stunt, Qiansi cut.

"King Qi really couldn't bear it. When Gu Gu just left the capital, he couldn't wait to get up." The prince's voice as cold as water came from the carriage. When he heard his voice, the man in black clenched his teeth. , Might as well fight hard! Thinking, even if there were no weapons, they were still attacking the Prince's carriage with bare hands.

"Today your opponent is this seat." Ling Zhongzheng screamed loudly, the black man suddenly felt the rotation of the sky, the movement stopped, and it was only a pause of this second. The palm wind shreds. The smell of blood permeated the air, looking at the bright red of the place, Ling Zhong was becoming strangely excited, smiling proudly, and laughing, "Haha, I haven't killed anyone for many years, I really miss this feeling Ah. "Then the words fell away, and the man in black only felt the afterimage in his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

"This is bad, the master is sick again." Looking at Ling Zhongzheng's excited look, Leng Yetong raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, sighed helplessly. Before waiting for Duan Ying to ask the reason, she flew to Ling Zhongzheng, nodded his acupoints, stuffed an elixir into his mouth, the scarlet in his eyes faded, and she was relieved.

"I think you should go back and rest, or you will kill us all by then." Leng Yetong gave him a white look and said angrily. Ling Zhongzheng didn't dispute either. He turned back to the carriage, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his inner interest.

"There are only a few people left, but it's not enough for me to play." Looking at the few people in black in front of her, she flattened her mouth and whispered her dissatisfaction, and said, silver wire in her hand Dancing, the man in black hurriedly evaded. This time she seemed to play with intention. The force on the silver wire was not heavy. They did not tear their bodies, but just tore their clothes to pieces.

When the body was exposed to the air, the man in black was at a loss for a moment. She blocked her eyes with a folding fan and said with a smile, "Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency."