In the face of the sudden change, the guests in the auditorium were suddenly in chaos, and the soldiers in the palace were completely out of order. Due to the fact that the party and political leaders of various parties are coming to the house today, for the sake of safety, no one is allowed to bring guns and knives into the house, so the government soldiers have to use their fists and feet to stop them slightly. In addition, Murong Qian was a candidate sent by the CCP, and when the soldiers had many concerns, their hands and feet would be unfavorable, and they were easily avoided by Murong Qian one by one. Seeing him go farther and farther, he was about to rush out of the door.

Wang Yingying's voice suddenly crossed the hustle and bustle of everyone, like an arrow from the string, and fell clearly into his ears, startling a tingling pain in his eardrums: "Young Master Lin, is Yingying bad?" ”

Murong Qian stopped his steps, turned his eyes to look at the winter maple outside the window, his voice was like gurgling water, like the snow that had just melted at the beginning of the year, attracting the spring breeze, and the material was steep: "Although the warbler is good, it is difficult to give deep affection!" ”

Wang Yingying's eyebrows trembled, and the ring in her hand fell on the marble floor tiles, making a crisp heartbreak.

She tilted her head slightly, struggling to hold back the swirling tears, her red lips opened lightly, and she laboriously squeezed out a trace of calm from her throat, cold, and couldn't tell whether it was a threat or a retention: "You, want to escape?" ”

Murong Qian looked back at Wang Yingying fixedly: "I, I want the peach to die!" ”

Wang Yingying looked at Murong Qian's resolute eyes, tears slipped, and she smiled sadly at the sky, and the gloomy laughter was like the night wind blowing, like resentment and hatred, like crying and complaining, and it was terrifying to hear! Suddenly, her ice pupils flickered, her right hand raised, pulled out the pearl hairpin on the flower crown, and her body flashed, and the snowy hairpin body was like a cold light, stabbing towards Lin Tianyi.

Murong Qian's heart froze, his body was as fluttering as electricity, and at the moment when the sharp edge just cut through the flesh of Lin Tianyi's neck, he restrained Wang Yingying's wrist: "You are crazy!" ”

"What I can't get, others can't even think of!" Wang Yingying cracked her white teeth and smiled coldly, her right hand loosened, and her left hand caught the falling bead flower, condensed thousands of years of cold ice on the top of the hairpin, and stabbed straight towards Murong Qian's chest. Whoever betrayed her deserves to die!

Murong Qian's back was cold, Wang Yingying deliberately attacked Lin Tianyi, in order to lead him to rescue, and when he was close, he would make this killing move, so that he could not avoid it, and he would definitely die!

I only heard a sharp sound of "click", and the ice light picked out an arc in the air, and inserted it straight into the vase, and with a "click" sound, the blue and white flowers cracked into pieces and fell down with a bang. Dressed in red, it flashed into view in this withered and dilapidated state.

Sun Xiao saw the person who came clearly, and exclaimed with joy: "Jiaojiao! ”

Murong Qian looked at the sassy and heroic figure standing in front of him, and with a lot of emotion in his heart, he couldn't help but call: "General......"

Wang Fengjiao looked back to stop Murong Qian's words, nodded slightly, her wonderful eyes flowed, and the red maple outside the house brought her robe slightly, but she was saying with her eyes: "Yan Xi is late to save the car, please forgive your sins!" ”

Murong Qian naturally comprehended, and his chest shook, and he was relieved, but before this comfort could rise to his eyes, a white light suddenly flashed in front of him, and it was Wang Yingying who attacked from the oblique thorn again!

Wang Fengjiao snorted coldly, raised a flame whip in her palm, and with a flash of red light, Wang Yingying fell to the wedding table, and the flower clusters shook and fell all over her body.

Today, Wang Fengjiao has been reborn, and the "Flame Kick" has broken through the ten-layer mark, and has reached the peak of success; Wang Yingying escaped from the mirror, and the "Ice Palm" only had one success left, leaving only the faint light of the glow. In his previous life, Sun Yanxi was no match for Leng Yueping's spells, but in this life, Wang Yingying was definitely not Wang Fengjiao's opponent!

Wang Fengjiao was playing with the flames in her palm, Danfeng's eyes were shining, she squinted at the cold moon screen, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Second Miss? Don't come unharmed! ”