Chapter 3

Just as Wang Ming approached, her body suddenly slumped, and her whole body was like a ball that popped up, slamming into Wang Ming's chin. Before Wang Ming could react, she had already kicked out. He kicked Wang Ming's right foot fiercely.

"Ah!" Under the severe pain, Wang Ming's eyes were even more rounded, he waved his hand suddenly, the dagger in his hand brought out a cold light, and his bloodshot eyes glared at King Cen, he roared: "You actually Fraud! Even if I die, I will pull you back!"

"It's over, you don't have enough strength, Mu Cangyun, you dodge!" Feng Qingge almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, stepped out suddenly, and kicked out the burning wood on the ground.

"Be careful." Mu Cangyun, who had no ability to attack, could only shake the wheelchair back, frowning, and slender fingers tapped the wheelchair subconsciously, staring at the person who was out of his path.

"Touch!" Wang Ming stepped back abruptly and was hit in the arm by the wood. His eyes were bloodshot, staring at Feng Qingge's plump body, roaring, "I'll kill you first!"

"Hmph, come and try!" The fat body suddenly rushed forward, Feng Qingge swept his feet, and the piled wood flew out in unison.

Before Wang Ming could react, she slammed into the pillar with both hands, her focus sank, and she kicked out with a volley. However, she ignored her current weight. Under this support, the strength of her hands could not hold the pillar at all, and her fat flesh smashed to the ground.

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and Feng Qingge cursed to herself. Seeing that the bright dagger was about to be chopped off, she quickly reached out to hold the wooden post, her legs suddenly kicked on the ground, her fat body was funny. Roll to the corner.

Wang Ming slashed the air with a knife, and the anger in his heart rose even more, his agile body sprang out, and the dagger in his hand turned into a stab to the wind and Qingge.

"Zi!" Yin Hong's mouth appeared, and Feng Qingge's face was extremely ugly. She had just been reborn on this body, and she was still not used to this body. The goal was too big, and she couldn't dodge at all, so she was macheted. She was stabbed, and she rolled on the ground in embarrassment, her messy hair sticking together with sweat, just like the beggars outside.

If she continues to be passive, she may never have a chance to attack. This body's physical strength is too weak, but these two rounds can't stand it anymore, and it can't fight for a long time!

Feng Qingge took a deep breath, and the moment Wang Ming dropped the knife again, her eyes completely changed. The hands behind her back suddenly grabbed, and she took advantage of the situation to scatter the dust in her hands towards Wang Ming's eyes.

"What!" Wang Ming quickly wiped his eyes and stepped back.

It's just that Feng Qingge was willing to give him this chance. At the moment when Wang Ming retreated, the plump body took the lead, and his hands gripped Wang Ming's wrist like lightning, and directly removed his right wrist.

"Bang dang!" The dagger fell to the ground, and Feng Qingge quickly kicked the dagger and flew out. Without the weapon that was dangerous to her life, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. When she was about to continue the next round of attacks, it was like an eagle's claws. Hard fingers clasped her neck.

"Boom!" The back of her head hit the wall, and Feng Qingge only felt dizzy for a while. The suffocation that came from made her face change greatly, and she subconsciously reached out and clasped Wang Ming's wrist.

"Looking for death!" His right hand was dislocated, Wang Ming grabbed Feng Qingge with his left hand, stretched out his hand to squeeze her neck, and slammed it against the wall.

The entire wall was trembling, and the 200-pound weight was not light, and it seemed like an earthquake when it hit.

Boom, boom, boom...

After a few strokes, Feng Qingge felt that her head was about to burst, Wang Ming suddenly let go of her hand, and she slumped to the ground, watching the burly body walking towards King Cen, Mind clears up.

No, King Cen, Mu Cangyun, can't die!

"Drink!" If there was a thunderbolt ability, Wang Ming would have been killed immediately, but now, the 200-pound body volleyed into the air, like a ball, and slammed down.

How could Wang Ming think that Feng Qingge could actually stand up, and the weight of 200 pounds fell against his head. He only heard a "click", and his spine was crushed alive.

"The weight of two hundred pounds, I can't beat it, it can always crush you to death!"

"I can't kill you, I'll kill you..."

"go to hell!"

Before Wang Ming could react, Feng Qingge slapped Wang Ming's body and punched Wang Ming's head. The head is the most vulnerable part of human beings. Even if you cultivate star power, you can't change the fact that the body is fragile. She has lived in the dark group since she was a child, and she is even more aware of the dead spots of the human body.

This punch is just right, it won't kill Wang Ming, but it can knock him unconscious.

Blood was flowing from the wounds all over her body. After such a fight, Feng Qingge was already exhausted, and her chest seemed to burst open. She sat on the ground panting heavily.

As before, Mu Cangyun's expression never changed. Even if he saw Feng Qingge knocking Wang Ming unconscious, he just closed his eyes slightly, and his beating fingers stopped abruptly.

Breathing out a breath of cold air, Feng Qingge looked down at her swollen hands and took a deep breath. She forced herself to stand up and said in a trembling voice, "It's alright, how are you?"

"What can I do, here." He stretched out his hand and took out a bottle of ointment from his clothes, Mu Cangyun said indifferently: "After cleaning, apply it on the wound, and it will heal in three days."

Wind up, start. The person sitting in the wheelchair is gentle as the wind, elegant and indifferent, although he does not have the brave figure of the year, but this morbid appearance has a different flavor. His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, his perfect face is enough to make people in the world fall, and even his voice is very sexy, soft and soft, like the spring breeze in March.

"Thank you." Taking the medicine bottle, Feng Qingge quickly stabilized her mind. Don't allow her to have superfluous thoughts. After the danger has passed, it is often when the rescue arrives.

After confirming that there was no fighting, the guards outside kicked the door and rushed in.

As if he had gotten hot taro, Feng Qingge quickly clenched the medicine bottle in his hand and hid it in his sleeve.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" The guards' faces improved, they glanced at Feng Qingge who was standing shivering, and the leader said, "His Royal Highness is frightened, come here, bring your Highness to wash up. This thief is caught and put in a large prison, waiting to be dealt with!"

"Why are you still standing there? Quickly clean up the backyard. Miss, you should also go and wash up. The emperor will be here soon." Seeing that everyone didn't move, the leading guard frowned and continued. The meaning of these words is simple. Feng Qingge discredited the Feng family.

Holding the medicine bottle in her hand tightly, Feng Qingge turned her head to look at the person behind, but Mu Cangyun was surrounded by the crowd. She saw many backs at this time, but she couldn't see him.

"Feng Qingge..." The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Mu Cangyun glanced at the person who was leaving, a ray of light flashed in his wise eyes, he raised his hand slightly and said, "It's all gone, just leave. When this has never happened, it's on Feng Qingge's face."