"Fight with me? What are you using to fight with me?" Mo Qingfeng looked at Zhao Minjing condescendingly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"Mo Qingfeng, you... You will die badly, you will suffer retribution!" Zhao Minjing turned her head, her face was covered with blood, her eyes were fierce, and she cursed with hatred, a bit like a female ghost resenting death.
Mo Qingfeng took two steps closer, stood beside Zhao Minjing, looked down at her, her beautiful eyes were full of contempt, "I didn't do anything bad, what retribution did I suffer? When you and Mo Zishan conspired against me, did you Have you ever thought that you will suffer retribution? Look at it, this is the retribution you have calculated for me. Now I am only using my own way to deal with my own body. Is this wrong? If I don’t do this, I will be laughed at today Wasn’t it me who was kicked out of the mansion? If you have fallen to this point today, you can blame yourself. It’s good to be the third wife in the Eight Princes’ Mansion. Why do you have to go against me? You want to know why you were dismissed Is it? It's not that Chu Muchen doesn't favor you, it's not that you're not cruel enough, it's because of karma, and it's retribution for you to be kicked out of the house today."
This kind of stupid woman deserves to die. In the last ghost hunt, Mo Qingfeng didn't kill her, which meant that her life was spared.
But she is restless, thinking about how to plot against others all day and all night, is Mo Qingfeng easy to bully
She once swore that no one would offend her, she would not offend anyone, and if anyone offended her, she would pay back double.
Mo Qingfeng stood there, her beautiful eyes becoming more and more indifferent. Today, she came to end Zhao Minjing's life. Such a stupid woman would only make trouble if she lived in this world. If she doesn't die today, she will definitely be a disaster in the future.
"You obviously finished drinking that pot of wine, how can you be all right?!" Zhao Minjing suddenly felt the eerie chill emanating from her body, and couldn't help shivering.
She saw her drink the jug of wine glass after glass, why was she okay
Now she regrets provoking Mo Qingfeng. If she hadn't listened to Mo Zishan at the beginning, she would still be the third lady in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, with someone to serve her, far away from her glory and wealth.
Why do you want to fight Mo Qingfeng
Even if she is a princess, the prince doesn't dote on her, Yi Qingyun is dead, her life in the mansion is better, why should she provoke this devil in front of her
"Because I'm capable enough." Mo Qingfeng smiled, but her beautiful eyes were not warm at all, and there was a trace of contempt.
"You're not Mo Qingfeng! You're a monster!" After Zhao Minjing calmed down, she yelled at Mo Qingfeng again.
"I'm Mo Qingfeng, the intact Mo Qingfeng." Mo Qingfeng sneered, "Zhao Minjing, do you regret it now? You shouldn't have provoked me back then."
"You, you don't want to be too proud!" Zhao Minjing's voice trembled a little, thinking that she was leaving the house, even if she was a female devil, she didn't have to be afraid of her anymore, she had to walk with backbone, she stared at Mo with resentment Qingfeng said loudly: "You killed the second lady and you took me out of the mansion. Do you think there are no women in the mansion to fight with you? Mo Qingfeng, don't be too complacent. The prince has always been thinking about the princess of Qin Chuan Kingdom. Will marry her, she is the real princess!"
"It doesn't matter to me who is the princess? Let me tell you, I don't care about the identity of the eighth princess at all." Mo Qingfeng bent over, with cold eyes, gently patted Zhao Minjing's face and said coldly: "You have always I want to be a princess, but unfortunately you don't have this chance, so go down and be Yan Luo's concubine."
After finishing speaking, her eyes became more ruthless. The index finger that was patting Zhao Minjing's face was slightly bent, and the sharp nails scratched lightly. There was a shallow wound on Zhao Minjing's white and tender face, and blood oozes from the wound.
Zhao Minjing didn't feel the pain, but was frightened by what Mo Qingfeng said later, her face turned pale, her body couldn't help trembling, and she looked at her in fear, seeing her eyes were as cold as killing Shura, her body trembled even more, "Don't … Do not kill me… "
She doesn't want to die, she wants to live.
Mo Qingfeng withdrew his hand, and Feng Qingyun glanced lightly at the index finger that had scratched her face, the nails clamped her skin, she flicked it lightly, and then blew it lightly, even an ugly yin and yang face could see It can be seen that her movements are elegant and noble, with a bit of enchantment.
Standing on the top of the wall, Chu Muchen's eyes suddenly darkened, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he looked at the ugly girl in front of him sullenly.
Mo Qingfeng stood up, clapped her hands, twisted her slender waist, and walked away lightly with lotus steps.
Surprise flashed across Zhao Minjing's pale face, didn't this female devil want to kill her? Just leave like this
Suddenly, she came back to her senses and realized that she was alive. She immediately got up, picked up the burden on the ground, endured the pain in her chest, and stumbled away.
As soon as she ran out of the house, Zhao Minjing was out of breath, and her chest felt more and more tight. Beads of sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks one by one, and flowed to the wound, causing slight pain.
Zhao Minjing casually stretched out her hand to touch it, and was suddenly startled. She looked at her palm, which was stained with blood!
Her face hurt
The sinister smile when Mo Qingfeng slapped her face suddenly flashed before her eyes, her heart tightened, she stretched out her hand to touch the painful place again, it was okay if she didn't touch it, but after touching her, her whole face hurt and the blood flowed profusely.
what happened
What exactly did Mo Qingfeng do to her
Zhao Minjing covered her face, the blood on her face kept flowing out as if a blood vessel had burst. The flustered and angry Zhao Minjing wanted to go back and ask Mo Qingfeng clearly, but just as she turned around, the pain in her heart made her unable to breathe, and her body suddenly stiffened.
The resentment in her eyes changed, replaced by fear, she wanted to move, but her body was so stiff that she couldn't move, her throat seemed to be blocked by something hard, she couldn't swallow, and she couldn't breathe.
The stiff body slowly fell back, his eyes were wide open, full of fear, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.
Mo Qing's icy voice sounded next to his ears, and he went down to be King Yama's concubine...
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With a figure like the wind, Du Wenjun came to stand beside Chu Muchen, took a deep look at Chu Muchen, and followed Chu Muchen's gaze to look at the purple shadow.
"What's wrong with her?" Chu Muchen asked coldly.
A look of complexity flashed in Du Wenjun's eyes, "Mrs. Zhao exploded to death on the street as soon as she left the house. Her whole body was stiff and her eyes were filled with horror. It makes people think that she was overly frightened to death."
When Chu Muchen heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Mo Qingfeng walked briskly, thinking that when she returned to Lengshui Pavilion, she would have a good meal, and then enter the space to dominate the world. Recently, it likes to stay inside and not come out. When it comes out of the space, she To do something very important.
Suddenly, she paused and frowned. How could there be such a familiar fragrance in the air
When Mohua turned cold, he turned around suddenly, and Chu Muchen, who was dressed in blue, was standing on the wall above her, looking at her coldly, his eyes seemed to swallow her up.
Mo Qingfeng was slightly surprised. She has always been keenly aware of the surrounding environment and what happened. She is very vigilant, even if there is an ant crawling on the ground, she can still detect it.
When did Chu Muchen follow her
He saw what she did to Zhao Minjing
If not, why did he look at her with such eyes that wanted to devour her
Mo Qingfeng raised his jaw slightly, and he saw it when he saw it, and it was nothing shameful, "Eighth Prince, you are not idly following me, are you?"
"Who the hell are you?" Chu Muchen's voice was extremely cold, like a millennium cold river.
"Mo Qingfeng." Mo Qingfeng answered him the same three words coldly, who else could she be
"I don't know what is good or bad!"
As soon as his words fell, Mo Qingfeng felt a powerful murderous intent attack her face. Her eyes turned cold, she tapped her toes, and her body jumped up in an instant, landing on the roof behind her.
Boom!
The moment her body left the ground, the position where she was standing was suddenly hit by a powerful cyclone, and the ground shook, even the walls beside her were cracked.
Chu Muchen was a little startled, he didn't expect him to move so fast that Mo Qingfeng could dodge it.
Mo Qingfeng stood on the roof, and when a gust of wind blew, her purple clothes fluttered and her blue hair rose. She looked at Chu Muchen coldly, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Eighth Prince, don't you understand how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? You are so cruel to me." .”
Chu Muchen ignored her taunt, and still asked in a cold voice: "Tell me your true identity, and this king will spare you!"
She said it was Mo Qingfeng, so did he believe that she was Mo Qingfeng
Everything in the Mo Mansion could not escape his palm, let alone the Seventh Miss of the Mo Mansion
Mo Qingfeng's life experience is there. He has investigated it very clearly. He was cowardly and incompetent since he was a child, timid and fearful. He was raised in a deep boudoir. How did he know the art of poisoning? Where does this body come from
Even if the timid Miss Mo Qi knows medical skills, it is absolutely impossible for her to know martial arts. Since she "resurrected", she is completely different from the previous Mo Qingfeng. Regardless of the tone of her words and the way she handles things, they are two completely different people. How can the shrewd man believe that they are the same person
The corner of Mo Qingfeng's lips outlined a deep sneer, "Chu Muchen, should I laugh at you for being stupid or for being persistent? If I don't want to tell you, it won't matter how many times you ask."
"It seems that you have admitted it? You are not Mo Qingfeng at all!" The cold voice sounded, and the palm of your hand exerted force, and slammed at Mo Qingfeng.
Mo Qingfeng swept away, avoiding the murderous aura, but before she could make a move, another murderous aura struck her.
Damn man, he made such a quick and ruthless move on a woman, really wanting to take her life
Mo Qingfeng avoided wave after wave of attacks. Just as he stood still, his palms gathered strength, and then he flew up, as fast as a gust of wind, and attacked Chu Muchen.
At this moment, she only had one thought, since this man is so ruthless, then don't blame her for being heartless, if he doesn't die, how can he spare her
Chu Muchen didn't dodge, he wanted to test her skill, he still stood on the wall, looking coldly at her who was approaching like a gust of wind, when she approached, he suddenly gathered his inner strength in his palm and struck her head-on, both of them Two powerful and deadly forces collided with each other, and there was a loud noise. Mo Qingfeng's body was thrown out, his chest suddenly hurt, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.