Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Where is Qingyan, take me to find him!" Hearing Zui Lao's words, Feng Qingyue let go of Zui Lao's beard and walked in the right direction.

"Hey! Where are you going? Follow me!" Zui Lao rubbed his chin and counted his beard one by one. When he raised his head, he saw Feng Qingyue had disappeared. Qingyue took it out.Just kidding, if this little girl goes to the middle, there will probably be a fire.

The little black cat that has been chasing its own tail wants to follow Feng Qingyue, but for some reason, it runs around by itself and ends up chasing its own tail in circles, happily like a spinning top. can not stop.

He desperately chased forward, but unfortunately he couldn't run fast, so he could only watch helplessly as Feng Qingyue disappeared from sight.It still maintains the shape of a circle.

On the other side, Zui Lao brought Feng Qingyue to Qingyan's place. [

"Qingyan boy, come out!" Arriving at Qingyan's residence, the place is like a castle, with a gorgeous aura everywhere, and the drunken old man yelled unceremoniously along the way, originally wanting to stop After hearing the voice of Zui Lao, most people hide as far away as possible.Putting Feng Qingyue in the hall on the first floor, Zui Lao rushed upstairs.

Breaking into a room, this room only has a big mirror as big as the wall, and a floor paved with gold, looking at the empty room, Zui Lao froze for a moment,

"You're not narcissistic?"

"Boom!" He broke into another room, which has a big wardrobe, which is also gorgeous and luxurious with gold trim, but it doesn't make people feel tacky.In the end, there was still no one, Zui Lao was surprised,

"There is no smug beauty!"

"Come again, bang!" Zui Lao kicked open another door. Similarly, there is only one thing in this room, and that is the bed. There is nothing else except the gorgeous big bed.The room was as clean and tidy as ever, and the old drunk scratched his head in wonder,

"I didn't even sleep!"

"I don't believe it anymore!" The drunk old man didn't believe in evil, and continued to kick the door several times like this, but he still couldn't find anyone. He only heard the drunk old man yelling and asking himself,

"Eating? No!"

"In the bathroom? No!"

"In the study? No!"

"..."

"It's gone!" Zui Lao couldn't help but tugged at his beard. Where did he see this big brat? He gave him such a good chance, but he couldn't find anyone. up?

"Where's the person?" Looking at the drunk boss downstairs, she was yelling, but she couldn't find anyone, Feng Qingyue felt itchy again and wanted to pull her beard.

"Wait, let me think about it again. Could it be, couldn't it be there!?" Zui Lao found the smallest room and tentatively pushed the door open.There was also only one table here, Qing Yan stood in front of a dark table with her back to the door, holding a brush in her hand, writing and drawing something.

Seriously, no one came in at all.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing!" Zui Lao walked over, and slapped Qing Yan on the shoulder, so scared that Qing Yan immediately turned around, and a brush of ink was thrown on Zui Lao's face!

"Grandpa!" Qing Yan nervously stopped in front of the table, not wanting Zui Lao to see what was on the table.

"What are you doing!" Zui Lao tried hard to push Qing Yan away, but Qing Yan blocked her back and forth, but refused to let her go.Due to the advantage of her height, Qingyan perfectly blocked the eyes of the drunken old man. [