Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang took out a small handkerchief and wiped his hands with a lot of disgust. The stench all over his body, how many bad things must be done to make it smell like this?

It looks like a hairtail that has been dead for three months, and it smells like two months after putting it together with stinky socks.

Rong Huang's eyes were almost turned over the sky.

Rong Huang tilted his head, whether it was a fair face or a petite figure, they were all extraordinarily well-behaved and harmless.

But it was this woman who looked well-behaved and harmless, and killed a dead man just now without changing her face.

He also broke a long sword easily.

The dead man did not dare to look down upon Rong Huang.

"You don't do it, are you waiting for me to do it?" Rong Huang said with a smile, his eyes passing from the dead man one by one.

As soon as Rong Huang's words came to an end, a dead man's sword stabbed at her.

The dark guards immediately stepped forward to block and fight with them.

When the battle between the two sides was fierce, several black figures descended from the sky, covering their faces with masks, exuding a breath of murder.

A dozen dark guards appeared and joined the fight with the dead.

The swords collided and clanged.

The two dark guards who were in a weak position were relaxed, and the swords in their hands were swung more smoothly.

Rong Huang raised his lips, took a few steps back, and sat down on the steps.

As soon as his **** landed, Qi Cong rushed over.

Rong Huang blinked, a layer of mist quickly accumulated in his eyes, and the circles of his apricot eyes turned red.

Obviously he was frightened.

There was a pack of tears in the little girl's eyes, and her delicate body was like a little white flower trembling in the wind.

Qi Cong saw from a distance, the coldness between his eyes and his eyes did not hide.

Asking the dead man who had killed him to solve it with one sword, Qi Cong dropped his sword casually, strode forward to Rong Huang, and stroked the corner of Rong Huang's eyes with his fingertips.

Slightly wet.

Qi Cong's jaw line was tight and his eyes were red.

The man's voice contained a raging murderous intent, "Don't leave one."

Qi Cong leaned forward to pick up the little girl, and walked into Jinning Palace unhurriedly.

Rong Huang blinked, eh?

Qi Cong put the little **** the bed, took the towel soaked in hot water, and gently wiped the corners of Rong Huang's red eyes.

Rong Huang's eyelashes were trembling as he wiped his eyelashes, and he simply closed his eyes.

Qi Cong took the little girl into his arms with a deep voice, "Sorry, I'm late."

Rong Huang sat on the bed with his slender legs bent, and blinked when he heard the words, lowering his eyes with some guilty conscience and not looking at Qi Cong.

She just wanted to burst into performance suddenly, and she was improvising for such a period, not really scared, hey!

Twenty dead men are not enough for her to play.

Rong Huang sniffed and let out a slow hum.

She didn't know what to say except um.

The sound of fighting outside had stopped, and Rong Huang guessed that the dead men should have been killed.

Rong Huang adheres to the principle of setting Xiaobaihua to the end. With wet eyes looking at Qi Cong, Rong Huang asked softly, "Who wants to kill me?"

Qi Cong's long and narrow pupils were narrowed, and his amber pupils were filled with cold light.

He slapped Rong Huang's little head as if he was smoothing the cat's hair, "Hey, take a rest."

Rong Huang: "???"

The king is asking who sent the dead soldier, but you let the king sleep.

It's just playing the piano against cows!

But even if Qi Cong didn't say anything, Rong Huang could guess a little.

If the world wants to kill her, she can count them with one slap.

Kong Family, Dingguo Houfu, Jiliu.

However, Rong Huang felt that the Kong family and Dingguo Houfu were more likely.