Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Cutting down a thief with one sword, the cold light in Mo Wenchen's bloodthirsty eyes gradually grew stronger, holding the sword, he looked straight at Su Qiqi who was being pinched by Hua Chi.

There was nothing unusual about Su Qiqi's expression at this time, it was the same as usual, with a calm expression, that kind of indifference was a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference that could see everything clearly.

Su Qiqi like this stunned Mo Wenchen for a moment, this woman is really self-aware.

Of course Su Qiqi knew that at this time, Mo Wenchen would definitely not choose to give up her brother because of herself, so she didn't expect this person to come to save her.

She didn't say a word, she didn't look at Mo Wenchen, she just looked into the distance.

"Prince Beidinghou, your concubine is in my hands." At this time, Hua Chi was also indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs, neither angry nor happy.

He held a folding fan in one hand, the fan didn't open, but pressed against Su Qiqi's throat.

That icy feeling reminded Su Qiqi that this fan is definitely no worse than the sharp sword in Mo Wenchen's hand.

This seemingly gentle man is actually the leader of the thieves, so of course he will not be merciful.

"So what?" Mo Wenchen cut down another thief, his body was covered in blood, and the sword in his hand was also dripping with blood, dripping into the soil!

"No, I'll change your life." Hua Chi said very gently, the blue gown was fluttering in the wind, if you ignore the murderous and hostile look in his eyes and look at his facial features, he is a refined and gentle scholar.

Su Qiqi raised her head slightly and sneered, that smile was directed at Hua Chi.

Hua Chi was stunned for a moment. What kind of woman is this? Ever since he caught her, she hasn't screamed, called for help, or panicked.

She is indeed the princess of Beiding Marquis Mo Wenchen.

Mo Wenchen wanted to say something, but he also saw Su Qiqi's sneer, and his heart sank, this woman always knew where she should go.

Su Qiqi like this made him feel a little distressed.

It's just that he is Mo Wenchen, so Su Qiqi is doomed to be a dispensable existence.

"Hahaha." Immediately Mo Wenchen looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, while raising the sword in his hand: "How about I help you finish her with a sword?"

Although he knew that Mo Wenchen would not save his life, but he did not expect that he would say that, and his thin body still trembled.

Hua Chi's expression also changed, and finally he became angry: "Mo Wenchen, can you even take the life of your own princess?"

"It's just a name." Mo Wenchen never admitted that Su Qiqi was his concubine.

"I'll do it myself." At this moment, Su Qiqi really couldn't listen anymore, although she was a little cautious when saving Mo Wenchen, and she was forced to do it later when dispensing the medicine, but she still hoped that Mo Wenchen could do it. Change your attitude toward yourself.

But now she knows that some things can never be changed.

Just like his own identity, it will always be Mo Wenchen's shame.

It's just a name... Su Qiqi smiled bleakly, but still carried that kind of arrogance.

Hua Chi was dumbfounded again, he just held the fan in his hand like that, looked straight at Su Qiqi, and even forgot what he should do, this woman said she wanted to do it herself!

Did she really not want to hurt Mo Wenchen? still?

He felt that he was going crazy. Over the years, Huachi had traveled all over the world with his brothers and created the Huasha Gang. He had seen a lot, but he had never seen such a strange woman.

Without looking at Mo Wenchen, Su Qiqi took out the golden needles from her sleeve, put two golden needles on her fingers, and stabbed at her own neck, she was very well prepared for the acupuncture points, as long as the needle is inserted, she will die undoubtedly.

Originally, she used golden needles to save people, but now she committed suicide with golden needles.

How ridiculous.

The winter sun is a little cold, and the golden needles are a little dazzling.

Mo Wenchen was also staring at the golden needle in Su Qiqi's hand, the hand holding the sword was getting tighter and tighter, the veins on the back of his hand popped up, he suddenly yelled, and slashed at a thief who rushed forward.

Blood splashed everywhere, and under the sun, it looked a bit wonderful.

Everyone seemed to be stunned for a moment, and when everyone was stunned, they looked at Su Qiqi again.

But he found that she didn't fall down. Hua Chi, who was holding Su Qiqi hostage just now, was pushed against the vital point of the neck by a small gold needle.

Su Qiqi's thin body swayed a little, but there was a smile on her face: "Master Hua Chi, tell your subordinates to back off."

"Don't even think about it." The corners of Hua Chi's mouth were tightly pursed, and there was a bit of murderous look in his eyes, which softened his bookish air.

Using a little force with his fingers, the gold needle on Hua Chi's neck drew a little blood on his fair skin.

The second master and the third master who were fighting against Leng Yan and Lei Yufeng also made a feint, retreated one after another, and shouted anxiously: "Big brother! Big brother!"

The people around Mo Wenchen also took a step back. They were not afraid of death, but they were afraid that something might happen to their leader.

Leng Yan and Lei Yufeng were a little confused about what happened.

What they took the time to see just now was that Su Qiqi was restrained by Hua Chi, everything changed in the blink of an eye.

"Don't come here, kill Mo Wenchen." Hua Chi shouted, the chance to kill Mo Wenchen is not many, so he didn't want to miss it.

No one moves.

Even if it is revenge, the leader cannot be sacrificed.

They knew that although Su Qiqi only had a small golden needle in her hand, their boss was taboo.

"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood." Su Qiqi lifted her toes and whispered in Hua Chi's ear.

At this moment, Su Qiqi was just trying to save her own life, she had no hope for Mo Wenchen anymore.

She didn't want to kill Hua Chi.

At this time, Hua Chi was completely stunned. He didn't understand the woman in front of him. This barely handsome face, ethereal temperament, and standard facial features made him feel bright.

Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the second master and the third master: "Let the brothers retreat."

From meeting Hua Chi to now, there have been too many shocks. Su Qiqi's counterattack and Hua Chi's changes are too unimaginable.

Mo Wenchen originally wanted Su Qiqi to deal with Hua Chi, but he was afraid of losing a team of blood guards again, and he wanted to save his strength to go to the imperial city, so he had to endure it.

It was not until several people retreated to a safe range that Hua Chi was allowed to leave.

Before leaving, Hua Chi patted his fan lightly: "My lord, there will be a date later."

With a sway, he disappeared in front of everyone.

His qinggong seems to be better than Mo Wenchen.

The carriage continued to move forward, but the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit abnormal.

Su Qiqi lowered her eyes slightly, her soft long hair hanging down her chest, she didn't look at Mo Wenchen at all, with a hint of arrogance.

"What did you say to him?" Mo Wenchen asked suddenly.

"As long as the green hills are here, I'm not afraid of running out of firewood." Su Qiqi didn't hide it, her heart was completely cold, and she didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes for Mo Wenchen anymore.

Unless she, Su Qiqi, is a fool.

Gently stroking Su Qiqi's long hair with his fingers, Mo Wenchen was also stunned for a moment, this action was done naturally by him, and then smiled: "Indeed."

Seeing Mo Wenchen's sudden movement, Su Qiqi also felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly.

She didn't want to have any hope when her heart died, but what was this man doing...

The long hair was like fine silk, and it slipped gently between the fingers. Mo Wenchen's somewhat rough fingers were gently retracted, and a lock of hair was held in the palm of his hand: "There will be a period later, it seems that he appreciates you very much."