Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Five elders, five elders." Through the window, Dean Tao Tao, for the first time, showed the stern look of the master of the house, and surprisingly went to strike up a conversation without seeing a beautiful girl, looking quite dignified. He has a long demeanor and a very serious expression, but his subordinates are completely out of sync with the expressions on their faces, writing something quickly on the paper with a brush.

When Wu Ling saw those words clearly, he wished he could kick this kid to death!

He wrote:

How did she come!

She is still so beautiful!

She has seen me!

Is she going to talk to me!

she……

Is my hair messy?

Are my clothes neat?

Do I look sane?

Is the jade on my head crooked?

I……

Afterwards, Tao Tao continued to write frantically, Wu Ling was too lazy to look at it, and glanced at the sky, there was no way to find their little master today.

While hiding his hand under the window sill, Dean Tao Tao even boldly and quietly tapped Wu Ling's arm, trying to get Wu Ling to give him some advice.

"Boom!" Wu Ling couldn't control it anymore, he was so nervous, he poked Wu Ling's ass with a cane, but the dean who should have yelled, it seemed like nothing happened.The flesh on Wu Ling's face trembled, and he looked at the sun outside, east, west?The sun is really in the west, "Is the sun really rising from the west?"

"Five elders, it's dusk and the sun is going down." Dean Tao Tao corrected Wu Ling's mistake.

"Why, the sun is setting, shouldn't I come?" Although Feng Yanrou said so, she walked towards the door step by step.All the people who were watching and wanted to get close were burned by Feng Yanrou with a flame, and ran away screaming.

And Dean Tao Tao also followed Feng Yanrou's step by step, lumping the things he had written before, bit by bit, stuffed them into his sleeves, and moved his body step by step.

"Don't dare dare." Wu Ling was completely discouraged towards Feng Yanrou. Seven hundred years old, a 20-year-old girl's mind, and monster-like strength completely defeated Wu Ling, who was two hundred years old.

"What are you going to do?" When they reached the door, Feng Yanrou suddenly appeared by the window, blocking Dean Tao Tao who was about to escape.

"I..." Dean Tao Tao was speechless.

"Principal Tao Tao? Run away when you see a guest. Is this the style of the dean of the First Academy? Fleeing the dean, why are you running away, or are you running along the window?" Feng Yanrou knocked on the window, smiling Non-smile.

"The two of you have something important to discuss. I'm a gentleman, so it's not easy to participate." Dean Tao Tao said, and he was about to continue to slip away.

"I'm looking for you." Feng Yanrou said, and just sat on the window sill.

"Rou'er..." Looking at Feng Yanrou on the window sill, Dean Tao Tao couldn't control his mouth and said these two words out loud.

"..." Wu Ling's heart thumped, and he took a small step back, it was over.

"What do you call me auntie?"

"I..." Dean Tao Tao wished he could poke himself to death with a brush.

"I don't care if you are a gentleman or not, I just know that your little Qi was lost by you, tell me, what should I do?"

"Little master, help...whether you save me or I save you, help..." Wu Ling slipped outside the door, but dared not to leave if he wanted to, and he couldn't eavesdrop if he didn't leave. Like torture, bitter.