So the long sword was only slightly stunned after being bounced off, and then it slashed towards Feng Qingcheng's head unabated.His sword momentum is incomparably fast, and his strength is extremely fierce, in his strategy, even if Feng Chengcheng's movements are fast, this sword is enough to cut off half of Feng Chengcheng's head.The corners of his lips even rolled into a smug smile of victory.And what Feng Chengcheng needs is precisely this short moment.In this life-threatening space, she suddenly lowered her waist and hung her head, and the bun on the top of her head rubbed against Jiang Ning's sword blade.With the sound of a crisp hosta falling to the ground, Feng Qicheng was ghostly, slid on the ground, staggered to one side, half-knelt on the ground, and stared at Jiang Ning in the distance.On the ground at his feet, there was a half-emerald green hosta lying quietly.Under the beating of the rain, she clearly saw the neat section of the half of the hosta.Her hair bun finally slowly spread out, draped over her back, above her long eyelashes, there were crystal clear raindrops, and her deep and boundless eyes were cold with murderous intent to the bone.The blood on the cheeks, the blood mixed with the rain, dripping on the white placket, is like an acacia flower, the flowers are gorgeous.If it is said that at the beginning, Feng Chengcheng was using this Jiang Ning to practice, but now the half of the hosta has completely aroused her killing heart.Jiang Ning's gaze fell on the half-cut hosta on the ground, and the corners of his lips twitched fiercely, his own move was only to go to her half-cut hosta.Feng Qingcheng in the rain suddenly inserted the long sword obliquely on the ring, tore it obliquely, and tore off a piece of silk cloth on the hem of his shirt obliquely, and slowly restrained the scattered green silk again.When she raised her hand to tie her hair, the little man's waist with fatal temptation was exposed, the flawless willow waist arc hooked the soul, and the skin as white as jade was full of elasticity, almost blinding the eyes of all men.Heilan really wanted to blind the eyes of this group of men with a needle at this time, but at this critical time, he didn't dare to disturb Feng Qingcheng, for fear of distracting her, so he could only stomp his foot fiercely and stare at the people around him with his eyes.This bit of skin is naked.
Lu is a piece of cake for Feng Chengcheng.But for the man opposite, it was completely different.Even though he has an endless contract with Feng Chengcheng, Jiang Ning has no outright hatred for this woman in his heart.So in the face of such a soul-hooking figure, especially the unbearable little waist, a plump and towering pair of plump, as a man, he unconsciously followed his heart, YY on the opposite side of the figure angel, the face of the devil woman.Feng Chengcheng's murderous intent has risen, how can he have such a YY mind, so when his arm fell, he held the long sword on the ground with his fingers like a hook.The lightning-fast Feng Qicheng, after making a move, immediately caused everyone in the audience to sigh in unison.The woman in front of her seemed to be reborn, her movements were as fast as an elf, and her sword blade was as fierce as a mad demon.Jiang Ning is not a vegetarian either, the attack of Feng Chengcheng made him sober up in an instant, and the long sword in his hand stood up to the long sword attacked by Feng Chengcheng.It's just that what he didn't expect was that her left hand was broken and reached into his heart like a void.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor