Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

As she said that, Zilan gritted her teeth again, with resentment in her eyes. "They are really disgusting! They even dare to touch the people in our seventh class. Miss, we must not let them go lightly!"

Feng Chuge narrowed his eyes lightly, looked at Zilan who was full of anger, and didn't say much, but walked across the crowd and walked towards the corpse in the middle.

Right now, next to the corpse, Su Ande and others are investigating something, with serious expressions on their faces. After seeing Feng Chuge approaching, his expression relaxed. "Little Junior Sister, you're here."

"Have you found anything?" Feng Chuge looked at the corpse and asked.

Su Ande shook his head, "I only know it's a sword wound. I don't know who it is, but they all say it's from Class Five."

Having said this, Su Ande's face became particularly gloomy, "If you know who killed Song Qi, then don't blame me for skinning him!!"

The vicious words made Feng Chuge look sideways slightly.

After Su Ande finished speaking, he was suddenly startled.

He took two steps back and covered his mouth with his hand. "Junior Sister, I was just joking, so I didn't scare you. Now that you have a baby, you can't ignore your body."

In the solemn atmosphere, the corners of Feng Chuge's lips twitched lightly.

"Little Junior Sister, you'd better get out of here quickly, the smell of blood here is too strong, it's not good for you."

When Su Ande said this, Feng Chuge was carefully observing Song Qi's body.

It was a sword wound, the wound was not deep, but it was fatal, because the sword pierced straight into his heart.

Scanning his wound, Feng Chuge saw dots of white powder on his clothes at that moment.

Pupils shrunk slightly, Feng Chuge stepped forward, squatted down, and brushed the white powdered clothes with his hands.

At that moment, Feng Chuge's expression changed suddenly.

"Junior Junior Sister, did you find anything?" Sensing Feng Chuge's strange expression, Su Ande said.

Feng Chuge just got up, "It's okay, I'll go first."

"Okay, little junior sister is going to leave quickly. Seeing that your complexion has suddenly turned bad, it must be because the smell of blood is too heavy to hit you."

What Su Ande was still talking about, Feng Chuge couldn't hear clearly, she just stepped out of the crowd...

"Miss, are you okay?" After Feng Chuge came out, Bi Luo and Lu Zhu looked at Feng Chuge's strange look and asked worriedly.

Feng Chuge glanced at the three of them, "Go back first."

Perhaps the summer was gradually passing by, the sun was bright, but it still shone tragically on the body.

After returning to the courtyard, Feng Chuge raised her eyes, and her sharp eyes shot straight at Zilan. "Zi Lan, are you hiding something from me?"

Surprised by that sight, Zilan trembled slightly. "Miss... I... How could I hide something from you?"

"Really?" Feng Chuge took a deep look at Zilan, "Then... why does Song Qi's wound appear flashy?"

Flashy powder...

As soon as these three words came out, not only Zilan was taken aback, but Biluo and Lvzhu beside her were also taken aback.

The sword held in Zilan's hand is made of thousand-year-old black iron, so she cherishes this sword very much. In order to protect the sword, I even asked the young lady for the vanity powder she personally refined to apply on the blade...

In other words, apart from Feng Chuge, only Zilan has flashy fans!