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

Ye Yan's brows were locked tightly, and there was a flash of doubt in the good-looking phoenix eyes, dancing the folding fan in his hand, fighting with five people, a bite of silver teeth, and increasing impatience in the heart. Is it a head?

These five people seemed to have endless strength, not afraid of any pain, hurt, and didn't care. The smell of blood was filling her nose, her irritability was getting bigger, her hands were getting faster and faster, and her hands were getting more and more fierce.

After fighting for so long, although the five people cooperated well, they did not cause any major injuries to the night owl. The best thing was a little scrape on the arm, at the cost of a hand.

"Are you crazy! Come down!" Xuelian's leader also panicked at seeing this, and yelled quickly. But those people seemed to hear nothing, dragging their infirmities and continuing to fight. Because of excessive blood loss, everyone's face was pale. According to common sense, excessive blood loss should look like this, and it should have been fainted, but these people did not even shake their bodies a little.

"Not right! That's too bad!" Duan Ying, who has been watching the game from the stage, not only took a breath, frowned, murmured, looked at the prince, hesitated and said, "His Royal Highness, this situation looks Going up is very similar to the situation in the East Palace that came back from the capital. "

"This situation is indeed a bit like it." The prince heard back and remembered the news about the East Palace once he had heard, nodded gently, and said solemnly, "Is this the case of the so-called Jiuli people? They are so What's the purpose of doing it? What's the benefit to them? "

"I don't know." I was stumped by the series of problems of the prince, raised his hand and scratched his head, said a little awkwardly, watching the prince gradually turned black, and added quickly, "but I think it should be It ’s not that difficult to deal with, at least their martial arts are not high, and the sons are also easy to deal with. "

"Gu knows she can handle it, but she seems to be annoyed." The Prince said lightly. Looking through the eyes of the prince, Ye Xi looked at the five people who were close to her solemnly. The folding fan in her hand was dancing, seriously hurting the other party and trying her best to protect herself. She did not kill herself, it seemed to be Hesitate to kill or not.

The folding fan in Ye Di's hands was stained with blood, and the blood dipped into the fan, so a good landscape painting was ruined. I looked down at the folding fan in my hand, and I was very displeased. I stared at my eyes, and then I did not show mercy, and the fan fluttered in my hand, flying in the air like a boomerang. After a few rounds, the heads of these five people were cut off . The round head fell to the ground and hit a few rolls. Without the head, the soft body fell down. The eyes were filled with empty killing intentions.

"His !!!" The people on the stage looked at the short limbs on the field and couldn't help taking a sip of air. Some people couldn't help vomiting. These small martial arts have never seen you so cruel. Each one looks pale and strongly supports his own image, such as sitting there with a needle felt and maintaining his own image.

"What's going on? How can these people be crazy?"