Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Feng Qingyue stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the crystal pillar.

Little by little, little by little, and finally the red liquid stopped moving.Looking at the scale above, Feng Qingyue nodded in satisfaction, ready to withdraw her hand.

"Look, the owner of that green ball!" Suddenly, a sharp and ear-piercing voice broke through the discussions present and broke through the clouds, focusing everyone's attention on Feng Qingyue.

"I just want to come in, what on earth do you want to do?" Feng Qingyue had a very headache.She just wants to go in, why is it so difficult.Obviously, the distance is less than ten meters, so why is it so far for her?Here, it is simply impossible to move an inch!And that sentence, the owner of the green ball, is too ugly!

"You..." Zhan Luoying looked at Feng Qingyue strangely, and then looked at Feng Qingyue's side. The red scale was obviously less than one-fifth, and it was difficult to find himself for a while. I don't know what to say.

"Fate Wheel Eighteen!" The ear-piercing voice broke through everyone's eardrums again, challenging Feng Qingyue's endurance.

"..." Ever since she became a god, Xiaohong's intelligence has become more and more enlightened.Seeing that Feng Qingyue felt impatient, she promptly used two leaves to cover Feng Qingyue's ears, the calyx lowered greatly, and rubbed against the back of Feng Qingyue's hand in a friendly manner.The black tail wrapped around Feng Qingyue's wrist in anger stabbed at Xiaohong angrily.

A flower and a tail fought like this.

"Dog's tail flower? Well, it's really not romantic." Yu Chen didn't know when he had practiced this good skill of sneaking out of the crowd and under the protection of another thing by virtue of his petite body.At this time, with the help of the cannibal flower Xiaohong Dadiye, she hid in it with peace of mind and chatted with Feng Qingyue.

"What did you do?" Looking at the dusty Yuchen, Feng Qingyue stopped Xiaohong from throwing her out.

"I wanted to go inside to watch the fun, but people ran out. I came out with me, and found that everyone was looking at you. Ah, so boring." Yu Chen sighed.

"He is!" As if he was afraid that people would not understand, the voice emphasized the sentence "eighteen" again and again. I don't know if I was too surprised or he did it on purpose. In short, Feng Qingyue has completely become the focus, which is completely unbearable. shake.

"boom!"

"Fate Wheel Eighteen!"

"It must not be true?"

"Who is it, who is it, who is he?"

"Rely, please, no, no, no!"

"how can that be?"

"Is the life wheel broken?"

Crazy, everyone is crazy.Thoroughly question the accuracy of the life wheel column, although it is very impolite in normal times, but now even Zhan Luoying is not very sure.His eyes signaled Feng Qingyue to take his hand away, and Ning Ning also gave Feng Qingyue a strange look, stretched out his hand, and clenched it tightly.Scale, 28.

"Young master, please come down from the man-eating flower and measure it again." Zhan Luoying felt sweaty in his palm, and couldn't tell whether he wanted the scale of this person to be real or fake. up.

"Xiaohong." Patting Xiaohong's calyx, Feng Qingyue stood beside the life wheel column, leaned lazily on the life wheel column, and stretched out her hand to hold it.

Life wheel one, life wheel two, life wheel three, until life wheel eighteen.