Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Although Yue Qingfeng may have an extraordinary status this month, they can't afford to offend her.This kind of person who dares to be so ostentatious on the mainland must have his own trap.It's a pity that the so-called crime of being pregnant, driven by greed, everyone's eyes are glued to Feng Qingyue's body.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, wealth and wealth are in danger!

Even the people in the Underworld Temple put aside the deepest concerns in their hearts, and prepared to take advantage of the chaos to seize the so-called secret technique.If there are many god-level flowers in the future, the overall strength will be doubled.

Finally, after Lei advanced the four plants that day, the thunderclouds all over the sky faded, and the gentle breeze touched the person's cheek until it itched to the bottom of his heart.

Four mid-god-level plants are equal to four mid-godheads, plus the hidden secret method that may exist.No matter which one it is, if you get any one, you will have a qualitative leap.So what if the body is destroyed?The plants in the light breeze this month have all stayed at the middle god, and people will definitely not exceed this level.If the body is destroyed, you can still use the godhead to cultivate again, at most, you can spend hundreds of years of lonely time.

Surrounded by turmoil, Ling Yuhuang has no time to appreciate the happiness of a group of people whose goal is not her own.Because, the frustration of being rejected deeply tormented him.Well, depressed.

There were crowds of people, and all kinds of hidden and obvious attacks struck.

but……

Flushed.

Everyone remembers that scene, the young man in white, after being baptized by the thunderstorm in the sky, was still calm, picking up flowers, the white camellias fell one after another, the lips under the silver moon mask slightly curled up, and smiled.

The faint scent of tea wafted through the air, but there were no traces of people.

If the previous scene wasn't too exciting, if it wasn't for the young man's elegance and elegance, if it wasn't for the faint tea fragrance in the air, many people would even think that they had a dream.

A beautiful, smiling young man appeared like a breeze and disappeared like a breeze.

Some people even thought that if, if this person just smiled at him like that, he would willingly give everything.

Is the moon breeze?

"My Nether Dragon Godhead has been robbed." Ling Yuhuang spread his hands, the first time he spoke in front of so many people after robbing something, and it was also the first time he missed.

The godhead of the underworld dragon is gone, and so is the young man who loves flowers, but Ling Yuhuang is still there!

After not having Feng Qingyue to attract hatred and attention, Ling Yuhuang found that she had once again become the focus of everyone, and even, those people's hatred gazes were even stronger than before!

Looking sadly at those people's completely different attitudes towards herself and that Yue Qingfeng, what Yue Qingfeng did this year seems to be more excessive than hers.Moreover, others didn't know, but he knew clearly that Yue Qingfeng was the culprit who set fire to the Underworld Temple.It's a pity that others don't understand Ling Yuhuang's heart, and that expression looks more like sympathy and sarcasm to others, so the hatred value is more stable.

The red clothes on her body fluttered, a flash of red light flashed, Ling Yuhuang returned empty-handed for the first time, but she still left perfectly.

It's just that this time there was a sense of melancholy that no one else could have imagined. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally sighed: Pity my beauty, why is it never useful?

"Give it to me!..." Miss Ning of the Cangdan Pavilion stopped in the middle of her sentence.