3143 The Crown Prince’s Favorite Girl
There was no expression on her beautiful face.
Her black eyes could chill one to the bone.
Wang Zhaole shivered when he looked at Feng Wu.
The girl was a little scary.
!!
Feng Wu didn’t stop. Instead, she slowly marched toward Han Lu.
Han Lu lay in Gao Ya’s arms and stared at Feng Wu as the latter moved closer. When she tried to say something, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The others followed Feng Wu, but they were also scared of her murderous energy.
Yan Han’s stomach lurched when she saw Feng Wu’s expressionless face.
This girl…
How could she defeat Han Lu?
Han Lu was a Level 6 Spiritual King.
Yan Han felt a little dizzy. She put a hand over her heart and found it beating fast.
Feng Wu’s red dress looked like it was on fire, and her murderous energy kept people from moving closer.
“What are you doing?” Gao Ya saw a shadow approaching, and when she looked up, Feng Wu was in front of her. Gao Ya panicked.
Feng Wu knew there was no need to talk to this woman.
She picked Gao Ya up without another word.
Gao Ya screamed in a fluster.
Feng Wu smirked. Picking up Gao Ya with one hand, she punched Gao Ya’s stomach with the other.
“Did you call me a Level 2 Spiritual King?
“I’m only a pretty face, aren’t I?
“You also said I sleep around, didn’t you?
“Keep talking now. Why did you stop?!”
With each question, Feng Wu punched Gao Ya once.
Each time, Gao Ya thought she was going to faint.
A Level 2 Spiritual King?
Bullsh*t!
No Level 2 Spiritual King could do this to a Level 6 Spiritual King!
Everybody was watching Feng Wu. Somehow, it felt like Feng Wu was punching them as well.
Before long, it began to rain.
The pouring rain soon became a storm.
Everybody was soaked, but no one dared walk away.
Feng Wu was still punching Gao Ya.
“Do you know how important a girl’s reputation is? What you said could erase all her hard work!
“You’re so evil!
“I’m gonna kill you!”
She punched Gao Ya over and over again.
Gao Ya was spitting out blood and almost lost consciousness.
Yan Han’s heart sank when she saw this. She stiffened, and a chill ran down her spine.
Somehow, it felt like Feng Wu was punching her.
“Who told you I’m a Level 2 Spiritual King?” Feng Wu asked the key question. “Tell me!”
“It was… Yan…” Gao Ya fainted before finishing the sentence.
Someone arrived at that moment.
It was Yang Zhihu.
His eyes popped when he saw this.
Feng Wu’s ‘bragging’ had given him a headache. He thought he would skip his practice and call it a night.
Before his head hit the pillow, Wang Zhaole rushed into his room and told him that Feng Wu was fighting someone.
If it were any other person, Yang Zhihu wouldn’t bother, but it was Feng Wu.
She was the crown prince’s favorite girl!
The girl was only a Level 2 Spiritual King!
OMG!
Yang Zhihu suddenly wasn’t sleepy anymore.
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