Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

The Jun family's famous gate, which could not be breached by a full-strength blow by an emperor rank master, was knocked down by Feng Qingyue's very gentle kick.

Those who were waiting to see Feng Qingyue's joke at the door all had their jaws widened and their jaws dropped in shock.You don't say anything, just kick the door?You are really provocative from above.

Moreover, with such a vigorous style, those who followed and watched the scene of Feng Qingyue sweeping the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in front of Junlin City all wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.How could this weak-looking girl be so rude.

"You, what do you want to do?" The guards of the Jun's family were mentally prepared. Looking at Feng Qingyue at this moment, they couldn't help but be full of questions. They just kicked the door open, stop?How to stop it, what kind of strength is this, they can't hold it at all, okay?I wanted to pluck up the courage to go forward, but when I saw Jun Suixin's half-smile expression, I froze all of a sudden.

Young Master Follow Your Heart, then they should just watch the sky honestly.

The sick son of the Jun family is just a name behind his back, those who dare face to face?Sorry, they are all gone.Moreover, no one has ever been so picky that Jun XunXin is not here at all.This makes those who want to deal with Jun Suixin more cautious.

"The one who comes is the guest. This is a distinguished guest who can win the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in Junlin City. Isn't this style too unreasonable?" The guards stared blankly, and naturally someone followed.A man in his 30s came out and saw Feng Qingyue's turbulent eyes from a close distance, and then he had a standard diplomat's smile, and there was nothing wrong with his official accent, but he was tit for tat.His gaze also passed over everyone behind Feng Qingyue.Without seeing one, there was a wave of turmoil on the already calm face.these people……

"I just pushed lightly, this door is so fragile, it should be replaced." Feng Qingyue spread her hands innocently, swiped her sleeves that looked like clouds, her eyes crooked with a smile.

"The way you push is really unique." The man glanced at the door sharply, his tone still so tepid.

"My hands can't be touched casually." Feng Qingyue smiled even more happily after discovering the man's way of doing things. She really likes this kind of person who likes to put a big hat on herself before doing things. up.

"Oh?" The man glanced at Feng Qingyue's hands. These were the cleanest hands he had ever seen. The fingers were slender, almost transparent in white, rising and falling softly, unexpectedly so beautiful.

Under the sight of the man, Feng Qingyue raised her hands, took a step forward, and saw those slender and soft hands attached to the wall, which made people feel a little pity, such beautiful hands, How can it be put on the wall.

As if she didn't realize that her hand was the focus, and as if she didn't care at all, Feng Qingyue withdrew her hand and blew lightly on the palm of her hand.

The surrounding walls of Jun's mansion were all turned into dust.

The dust, just so impartial, all fell on the secret whistle hidden behind the wall, and those knife lights with glimpses, under the bright moon, seemed to have nowhere to hide.