When the three of them heard this, they all looked like Feng Beiyue in surprise, and the careful observer Feng Beiyue seemed to want to find some sense of familiarity in the past, but that face was really miserable, but it was Feng Qiuting who recognized Feng Beiyue first, and her eyes twisted: "She is Feng Beiyue!" That's right! I know her! ”

Although Feng Beiyue's height has changed slightly, Feng Qiuting, who has grown up together since childhood, is naturally familiar with her, if she doesn't say that she is Feng Beiyue, she may really be a little unrecognizable, when Leng Qianqing said that she is Feng Beiyue, Feng Qiuting knew what that familiarity was about!

Feng Beiyue listened to their conversation coldly, and seemed to have become numb.

Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, it will not be worse than the next one.

"Feng Beiyue!"

Feng Zhi stared at Feng Beiyue like a lice, and shouted through gritted teeth, faintly mixed with some excitement and excitement.

"I didn't expect you to have today! Waste is waste, and no matter how much you change, you can't change the nature of being waste! Feng Zhiruo said, stepped forward to Feng Beiyue is kick, and kicked directly on Feng Beiyue's lower abdomen, because of the broken hamstrings, her legs were a little weak, and now after her kick like this, the whole person fell to the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Leng Qianqing frowned, and said unhappily: "Don't kick to death!" This princess will be useful later! ”

"This waste! Kill with a knife! What are you doing with her? ”

Feng Zhiruo said ruthlessly, which made Leng Qianqing even more displeased, but compared to Feng Zhiruo's hatred for Feng Beiyue, Leng Qianqing also looked at Shu Shuang, after all, they are all like-minded people, thinking about it this way, Leng Qianqing no longer cares about Feng Zhiruo's powerlessness, and said with a smile: "She is my gift to the underground gladiatorial arena tonight, if you die!" Is it possible that the cost of the public will replace you? ”

When Feng Zhiruo heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then an even more hideous smile appeared on her face.

The Colosseum?

Gift?

It seems that not only herself, Leng Qianqing will not let her go!

Feng Zhiruo's eyes flashed with crazy hatred, Feng Qiuting twisted her eyebrows and looked at it, it was also a sense of revenge, but Ye Yilan was a little displeased: "A thousand feelings!" What do you say, she is also the future princess of my seventh brother! I don't care what you make her look like! But if you send her to another man to play! Where do you put my seventh brother's face? ”

When Leng Qianqing heard this, her eyes narrowed: "Do you think that after being played by so many men, she can still come out alive?" ”

Hearing this, not only Ye Yilan, but even Feng Qiuting and Feng Zhiruo felt a chill on their bodies, and their eyes looked at Leng Qianqing with a little more fear!

So ruthless!

Let her die like this!

This kind of revenge is indeed ruthless enough!

Feng Beiyue didn't seem to hear their conversation, and the whole person was terrifyingly indifferent.

At night, the black market is very lively, and it is lit up everywhere.

Leng Qianqing sat on the Tianyi Immortal Horse, holding the rope in Feng Beiyue's hand, and dragged her slowly through the night market towards the dark gladiatorial arena.

The people on the street were shocked by the strange behavior of this pedestrian, especially when they saw Feng Beiyue who was being dragged by, they pointed and pointed.

"Look at what the woman's face has been ruined into! What a hatred this must be! ”

"If I can kill it with a single knife, it would be too cruel to torture a woman like this!"