Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

But it's still good, the things above the godhead that were inscribed by Tianlei are still there.

After changing her clothes, Feng Qingyue took out the Thousand Faces given to her by King Hua Ling by some strange circumstances, and gently put it on her face. Following her thoughts, half of the silver moon mask covered her face, leaving only a pair of beautiful eye.

Looking down at this familiar attire, Feng Qingyue was very satisfied. Qianmian can transform into men's and women's clothes at will, and it seems to be fun here.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the sky where the sun and the moon were volleying in the sky at the same time, a deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and there was also the serenity that belonged to the light breeze of the moon.

Outside the flower bushes, there was a person--back view!

Moreover, the back is getting bigger and bigger.

Feng Qingyue can be absolutely sure that she didn't move.

This means, that is to say, this figure is actually walking backwards?

The back was getting closer and closer, when approaching Feng Qingyue, instead of turning around directly, but walking around Feng Qingyue backwards, he turned his face to Feng Qingyue.

With small eyes, a goatee, and a ray of green light in the middle of his black hair, he reached out and touched his chin. This strange man pointed around Feng Qingyue.Inside her mouth, she said something that Feng Qingyue couldn't understand at all.While talking, he also held a piece of wood and a charcoal-like pen in his hand, and recorded while talking.

"A freak in a mask."

"male."

"Purple hair."

"Well, it probably didn't just die."

"This kind of hair with purple light is not available in other clans except that big clan."

"However, this kind of appearance in this kind of place."

"It must be a loose person."

"According to yesterday's record."

"Nine Thunderbolts."

"You should be the newly promoted god who just successfully crossed the catastrophe."

"okay."

"That's it, you follow me to register."

After saying a few words, the man with the green light on his head put away the wooden board and charcoal pen, and walked backwards slowly, without giving Feng Qingyue a chance to argue.

While walking, I took out another board and thought about it.

"A top-ranking god of the underworld has appeared."

"Let me babble in here."

"It's so boring!"

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Ugh!"

"!@#￥%..."

Feng Qingyue glanced at it inadvertently, and was ashamed to find that this person had recorded every word he said, including those indifferent exclamations such as ah ah ah.

"It's boring, it's so boring."

"Hmm. I need to wake up."

"That's right, that's it."

While walking, the man took out a pendant from his arms. Although there was no scale on the pendant, there was a pointer ticking.The man placed the pendant in front of his eyes and swung it from side to side.

then……

The person who said he wanted to wake up, fell asleep without a doubt.

"..." Feng Qingyue was speechless.

After about ten breaths, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of energy, he waved his hand, and continued to move backwards.While complacent, he continued to change to a new board and recorded.

"Come on, come with me."

"I haven't seen it."

"This is my unique skill."

"Ordinary souls have no chance to see it."

"However, since you have been promoted to become a first-level lower god."

"Open your eyes."

"This is..."