Seeing the blood, the child was so frightened that he wailed loudly. Concubine Qing looked back anxiously regardless of the wound, her hair was disheveled and she was very embarrassed.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes flashed, the guess in his heart was 70% to 80% fixed, so he decided to make the last move to settle Qian Kun, and suddenly sneered, his five fingers became claws, and fell towards the child Tianling!
With five fingers sticking out, Concubine Qing suddenly turned her head!
At that moment, her eyes were not looking at the child or the killer, but she was looking in the direction of the door strangely.
Then she put the child down! In a blink of an eye, he disappeared across the corridor!
The child fell, Feng Zhiwei couldn't hold back, her five fingers went straight to the top of his head!
Ning Ji hissed loudly from behind: "Don't kill him..."
Feng Zhiwei was shocked at this moment, she never expected that Concubine Qing would leave this child to face her killer, and in her busy schedule she could not care about chasing Concubine Qing, desperately trying to stop her.
Suddenly a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and a blue shadow flew over like lightning, his eyes turned cold when he saw this scene, without saying a word, he raised his palm and patted Feng Zhiwei's chest.
At this moment, Feng Zhiwei's entire attention is focused on withdrawing her own internal energy. The old energy has just been withdrawn and the new energy has not been generated. At the moment when the dantian is most empty, this person is furious and has a fierce palm force, rolling like a raging wave. Feng Zhiwei only feels that his breath is suffocated. There was a pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he staggered back a few steps, and the child under him was also snatched by the man and held in his arms.
Feng Zhiwei stood on the spot, looking at the direction where Concubine Qing disappeared, and covered her aching chest with one hand, she had no resentment towards this sudden rescuer, if it wasn't for his quick strike, she would have been able to stop her in time, It is also inevitable that the child will be hurt. This person must be Ning Ji's relatives and friends. It is normal to attack her when she is angry. She just resents Concubine Qing. She never expected that this woman would let go of the child like that and slip away!
She first acted as if she was holding on tightly to the child, and then let go suddenly, presumably because she saw that reinforcements had arrived, causing her to be injured.
She, Feng Zhiwei, has never suffered such a big loss in all the rivers and lakes.
Feng Zhiwei gritted her teeth and sneered, wiping the blood from her lips. At this moment, she also felt a little hesitant in her heart. Originally, seeing Concubine Qing desperately protecting the child, a conjecture in her heart was almost confirmed. She didn't think she would dare to let go of the child at that moment, and it seemed Don't care about the child's safety at all—was the worry before it a play, or was it a play to let go later
Her throat was sweet and dizzy, she coughed a few times, knowing that the injury was serious, she didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and was about to leave.
She wanted to leave, but the other party didn't let her go, Ning Ji angrily said to the guards who rushed over: "Seize this assassin who murdered the son!"
Feng Zhi sneered slightly, and flew up.
There was a sound of wind behind her, and it was the masked man in green who came first, but it was the masked man in blue who still sneered, and came to tear her mask with his hands.
Feng Zhiwei turned his arm back, and the man's arm flexibly turned around, and he had escaped from her attack from a strange angle. He turned his palm from the bottom of her elbow, his knuckles bent like an eagle's beak, and tapped on her chin !
This knock was as fast as lightning, and there was a sound of wind at such a close distance, it was obvious that the real power was concentrated, if it was knocked on, the chin would have to be knocked through, Feng Zhiwei looked up helplessly. An iron bridge is about to overturn.
Behind her was Ning Ji, seeing her lying on her back, she immediately took a step forward and tore off her face scarf!
At the same time, the roaring palm of the man in Tsing Yi attacked her face again, and the strong wind pressed down like a mountain. Feng Zhiwei's eyes went dark, and he turned over with all his strength, his fingers swept across the air, and grabbed the opponent's hand. washcloth.
Immediately, I heard Ning Ji's joyful cry: "The sixth brother is you..."
Feng Zhiwei grabbed her face scarf and was about to raise her head, when she heard this sentence, she froze in place.
The man slapped half of his palm, his eyes fell on Feng Zhiwei's face, and he was stunned.
Turning around in a panic in his busy schedule, the palm slapped on the rockery beside him with a bang, and the gravel and soot fell all over him.
After he withdrew the palm, he just stood there in a daze.
As soon as the two leaned forward and stood up, they froze like wood carvings for a moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze and chilled, even Ning Ji, who was happily shouting for revenge, was stunned, staring blankly at Feng Zhiwei's face, Understand why this assassin is Concubine Shunyi.
During the silence, Feng Zhiwei's face turned pale, and another mouthful of blood spewed out, splashing directly on Ning Yi's face opposite.
Blood splashed out, Ning Yi's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to help her, but Feng Zhiwei gave a miserable smile, pushed him away and left.
Ning Yi stretched out his hand and tightly held the rock by his side, looked at her back, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Zhiwei, you really didn't care about anything just to force me into revenge?"
Feng Zhiwei paused, knowing that he had misunderstood, he hadn't seen Concubine Qing just now, obviously, Ning Ji hadn't told Ning Yi about his relationship with Concubine Qing, so when Ning Yi came over just now, he was really serious. She clearly saw that she had killed Ning Ji's eldest son.
Seeing it with my own eyes is indisputable.
He thought that in order to force him to be cruel, she would not hesitate to kill his beloved brother's only son, or was planning to kill his beloved brother.
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, suppressed the blood that was rushing to her throat, and was about to speak when she heard Ning Yi ask Ning Ji behind her, "Old Ten, why are you here? What did you bring Qi'er here for? There were other people here just now." Is it? What the hell is going on?"
He is deep in the city, he likes to think for himself when things happen, today he asked four questions uncharacteristically, obviously the anxiety and anxiety in his heart have reached the peak.
Ning Ji was quiet, and then said in a low voice: "Today is the anniversary of the third brother's death. I'm here to pay homage to him. Qi'er has never met the third brother. I'll bring him to meet...just now we were father and son, and then...she came …”
Feng Zhiwei smiled silently.
No need to explain.
Ning Ji is his younger brother who depends on each other for life, and she is his enemy.
Compared with Ning Ji, he must have believed him a little more.
What's more, she has no evidence to prove the suspicion in her heart, so it is better to send someone to chase Concubine Qing when she is so entangled in explanations.
The last time I didn't want him to confess my love, it was also for the sake of being hostile to each other more happily. If this is the case, let's just misunderstand if we misunderstand.
Hate is always more decisive than love.
This is providence.
Maybe because we can only be enemies, natural enemies, we can't get around the black hand of God's will no matter how we go around.