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

Qianba...

How could she go to kill the money tyrant?

Although she always disdains the pig-like idiot, she will never kill him blatantly. After all, he is the son of the elders of money, and there is a backing, she will never go to the ground to provoke a sigh.

Suddenly, a noisy crowd gave up a road. Yan Qing’s eyes swept through the corpse sandwiched in the middle, and his look changed.

"Not me, how can I kill him?" Slowed down, Yan Qingdao.

At this time, it is really unconvincing to say this. After all, Yan Qing himself has already admitted that she killed the money tyrant.

The elders of money looked at Yan Qing with a cold eye. "Not you? You said that it is because you are uncomfortable looking for him to do it..."

"I don't have it!" Yan Qing said. "It is obviously Fengchu song, it is Fengchu song killing Qianba!"

Yes, it must be a Fengchu song.

It was she who took her own silver needle and then deliberately blamed herself.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing’s resentment against Feng Chuge is a bit more.

"What about the silver needle?" The money elders broke the key to the matter. "With Yan Qing, your strength, will it be impossible for your own hidden weapon to fall into the hands of Fengchu song?"

Yan Qingwei hangs down -

The fists are tightly held.

For a long time, she took a deep breath. "Today, I met Xiao Shimei and made a few strokes with her. I was relapsed, so I fell. The silver needle, I was afraid that it was at her time..."

The elders of money do not know the true and false of Yan Qing.

He calmed down his thoughts and thought about the dispute between Fengchu and Qianba in the past few days.

His eyes swept away from the crowd, but he did not see the figure of Fengchu.

"Feng Chu song her people?"

"The little sister hasn't come yet..."

"Come on!!" The anger is at the head, the elders of money are big and the whole person looks a little scary.

"The elders are looking for me..." At this time, a clear voice came from outside.

The person came in a water-blue robe, and the black hair was lightly pulled, and the delicate face was over, showing a bit of jokes.

She embraced the white meat mass and slowly came in.

It is obviously at night, but now everyone looks at her, but she only feels that she is a step-by-step lotus...

Yan Qing stood in the same place, watching the arrival of Fengchu song, the hatred of the eyes is even worse.

The bonfire has burned completely, she can't wait to ruin the face of Fengchu song now! !

Feng Chuge did not ignore Yan Qing’s eyes, and the line of sight swept away from her.

"So many people? What do the elders look for me?"

"Feng Chu song, I ask you, are you killing the tyrant?!"

Feng Chu song swept through the money tyrant in the middle, a few lines of carelessness in his tone, his brow slightly provoked, "It turned out to be because of this."

This sentence makes the face of the money elders gloomy. "It's you?"

"I am..." Feng Chuge does not deny.

She did it, she did not intend to veto.

In the crowd, there was no one in the air. No one expected that Fengchu Song would admit that she did so easily.

Not only the elders of money, but the look of Yang and the dean are slightly changed.

The elders of money are biting their teeth at this moment, and the whole person is going to go forward. "The demon girl, you killed my son, I want you to pay for it!"

When I was about to go forward, the whole body was caught by Yang Elder.

Feng Chuge leaned on the side of the pillars, and looked at the elders of money. The lips were cold-streaked. "What do the elders do so? I can do this according to the instructions of the Qian brothers. The money brothers met me earlier. I kept apologizing to my Linghai. I thought that Qian brothers liked to play this game and played with him."