Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Seeing the poisonous vines, they bared their teeth and claws more and more ferociously.

"Teacher..." Feng Qingyue only said two words, and Teacher Cao jumped up knowingly.

"Is this one going to pop out too?" Away from the bottle containing the poisonous vines, Teacher Cao just stood beside Feng Qingyue when the bottle of poisonous vines suddenly jumped out of the bottle and stretched upwards suddenly, like a flexible poisonous snake.

Seeing the poisonous vines rushing out, Teacher Cao quietly wiped off his cold sweat.If he didn't jump up in time, he was still sitting on it, so...

"Why is it here..." When Mr. Cao muttered in a low voice, he raised his eyes and saw something that shocked him. on the poison ivy, and said, 'Go back'.The poisonous vine that almost exploded an unspeakable position of someone Cao obediently returned to the bottle.The docile one can't be more docile, as if he understands. [

"How did you do it?!" Seeing such a scene, Teacher Cao suddenly said pleasantly, wishing she could grab Feng Qingyue's collar and ask clearly, but just remembering that she still had something to do, she suppressed her rather rude way of doing.

Under Teacher Cao's expectant gaze, Feng Qingyue opened her mouth and said two words softly, "Secret."

"Brat, let me tell you, teacher, my patience has a limit!" Teacher Cao, who was full of expectations, heard the word Feng Qingyue's secret, and almost choked up his old blood in anger.

"Mr. Cao, your blood is flowing too fast and hurting your body." Feng Qingyue walked inside while talking.

"..." Listening to Feng Qingyue's words, Teacher Cao's blood flowed faster.You brat, do you know that this is all because of you?Teacher Cao clenched her fist tightly, wanting to punch Feng Qingyue on the head.

Feng Qingyue, who was walking around here and there, suddenly saw the label on the bottle out of the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the words on it.

Isn't that familiar last upward stroke of the handwriting exactly her mother Feng Jiu'er's writing habit?While looking at the writing on it, he walked inside.Feng Qingyue noticed an interesting phenomenon, and stood up calmly, "Mr. Cao, do you want me to help you sort out the things inside?"

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Looking at this gentle and well-behaved boy, for some reason, Teacher Cao felt that he saw a little fox wagging its head and tail.

"A little bit." Feng Qingyue nodded honestly.

"Huh? You want to negotiate terms with me?" Teacher Cao raised his voice a bit.

"Well, Teacher Cao, be careful..." Feng Qingyue said politely, but in Teacher Cao's view, it was this brat who was threatening him.

"Are you threatening me?" Teacher Cao looked at this brat who didn't know what to do, and was about to get angry when there was another sound of a broken container, and a half-meter-long and wide 'Summer Azalea' fell on the ground impartially. On Teacher Cao's head, it looks like a very big hat.

Teacher Cao's eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyue, with a green light in them.Feng Qingyue looked at Teacher Cao innocently...

"Come with me, as long as you can solve this matter. You can do whatever you want. Of course, if you can't solve it, clean my toilet for three years."