Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Mr. Mustache also opened his throat and howled loudly together.

"Ms. Hu, what's the matter with you?" Miss Wen held a glass of water, drank it to moisten her throat, and looked at Mr. Hu who was crying and howling this early in the morning.

"I was bitten, I was poisoned..." Mr. Mustache's voice was weak, sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Mr. Hu, are you dreaming?" Miss Wen put down the water glass and looked around, but there was nothing.

"Dream?" The mustache teacher was stunned for a moment, stretched his stiff body, and sensed that there was nothing wrong. He walked around twice in half-surprise and half-joy, "I'm fine? I'm actually fine." [

"I think you have something to do." Looking at the nervous and fat teacher with a mustache, Miss Wen avoided it a little.

"I'm fine. Did you hear someone screaming like a scream just now?" Mr. Mustache walked up to Miss Wen with nervous steps.

"Someone shouted, but it didn't reach the point of shrieking or screaming." Miss Wen took a sip of water and continued to moisten her throat.

"Yes, very much." The mustache teacher said seriously.

"Listen to this voice." Miss Wen spat out the water, "Ah!~"

"That's it, that's it!" The mustache teacher shook his mustache, and found that Wen Sheng was just shouting in vain. He pressed down the raised mustache and regained his teacher's demeanor, "You are fine early in the morning. What are you shouting? Scared to death, bah. It’s nothing to me, it’s not good to scare others.”

"It's called hanging voice. You need to do this every morning when you sing well. There are other voices besides ah. Do you want to listen to it? Hey hey!~" Miss Wen continued to hang her voice, looking innocently at the mustache teacher, In the inner courtyard, she did this every morning. She once turned the public outrage and said that she was more timely than crowing, and then she was sent to a place far away from their residence.This was personally arranged by Mr. Mustache.

"Cough cough." Mr. Hu with a mustache obviously remembered it, touched his beard twice, and found that everything was fine with Wen Sheng. Mr. Hu with a mustache asked a lot of questions, "Why are you here? Are you okay? What's going on?" , is Yue Qingfeng still alive?"

"Alive." Wen Sheng gave Mr. Mustache a strange look.

"Is he alright? Is everything normal?" The mustache teacher carefully leaned into Wen Sheng's ear, "Did the fifth elder use him for experiments? No..."

"Boy, if you bite your ears and speak ill of my old man, your tongue will rot." Wu Ling silently appeared in front of Mr. Mustache, leaning on a cane and leaning on his crutches, looking as if he was about to be buried in the ground, but Wu Ling Ling was so frightened that he bent down even lower than Wu Lao.

"Five elders, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Say, what are you doing here? I don't know that I don't allow outsiders to come in casually, take my words for something, huh?" Wu Ling's crutches fell on the ground and made a muffled sound.

"The dean sent me to catch Yue Qingfeng back." Teacher Hu stiffened his neck, raised his head and said to the five elders, what should be said has to be said, we can't go back and be beaten by the dean again, offending one is enough up.

"Get out!" Wulingyi's crutches hit Mr. Hu's chin, and a silver needle appeared on Mr. Hu's chin.