Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"He's a man." Jun Suixin kindly introduced the gender of the book soul, and his phoenix eyes were full of smiles. This kind of unanimous feeling to the outside world is very good.

"Satisfied? Is there anything else you want to ask?" Hua Hun returned to his original expression. At this time, he had a little understanding of what was going on when Jun Suixin was tortured by him. This little girl didn't know Feel like setting him up and avenging that kid, stingy girl.His eyes fixed on Feng Qingyue, and the corner of his mouth curled up into an extremely vile smile. His appearance of immortality was completely ruined.

"Yes." Thinking of Huahun, Feng Qingyue's eyes bent into a beautiful crescent shape, "Why did you call him back? What's wrong with the Jun family?"

"..." The nasty smile also disappeared, and Huahun looked weakly at the two molesting him together in front of him, and they didn't play cards according to his routine at all, it was so uncute, "You two are heartless .”

"You are old."

"This world is not suitable for a simple person like you."

Jun Suixin and Feng Qingyue sang together, resolutely swearing not to let Hua Hun be mad at death.

"It's boring." Hua Hun found that he couldn't take advantage of it at all, so he pouted, and a swing appeared behind him, turning himself into a woman's dress, swinging on it, very girlish.

"You want to bully my boss, it's a dream!" Seeing that the three of them had finished their fight, although they didn't quite understand it, it was certain that the boss won.A pair of eyes widened, trying to absorb Feng Qingyue and Jun Suixin's style of handling things.

Swinging, ignoring people, watching the scenery.

Every move proved that he was angry.

"He, isn't he too lonely?" The corners of Feng Qingyue's mouth curled up. For such a good-looking person with such a childish style, Jun Suixin's childhood was so difficult.

"Well, I haven't seen anyone else except me and old man Jun before today." Jun Suixin has long been accustomed to the habit of painting souls, and has maintained an elegant calmness from beginning to end.

"Leave this space to him." Feng Qingyue waved to Huahun kindly, if you want to say something, you can say it, if you don't want to, she naturally doesn't bother to ask.It's more interesting to discover many things by yourself. If you already know the ending, there's nothing exciting to say.

"It makes sense." Jun Suixin practiced the good habit of obeying what he said, and if Feng Qingyue wanted to leave, he would naturally lead the way.

Just like that, the two of them completely ignored the person they were angry with, and left when they were angry, without procrastinating, and didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Wait, whoops, my barbecue. Ouch, fire! Oops, the clothes are on!" Lang Shaobai hurriedly rearranged his barbecue grill, almost causing a fire.

He didn't understand why the first two people left, but now he threw them out decisively.

"Don't you really want to ask? This world is not what you think." Hua Hun still couldn't hold back in the end, still so unwilling.

"I don't want to." Feng Qingyue helped Lang Shaobai, she naturally knew that this painting soul was kind and wanted to remind them, but she didn't need it.

"Why? Are you not afraid of death? Don't you want to know the road in front of you?"

"People are born to die, since they are doomed to die, why should they try their best to fight for their own goals?"