Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Here we are." Walking to the center of the ancient city, the village chief gave a reminder. Before everyone could react, a few people raised their hands and sank down again. As for Feng Qingyue, after grabbing Lang Shaobai's sleeve, she quickly He was successfully dropped by Lang Shaobai's weight.

This is a sealed space with a size of [-] meters, and a wave of heat rushes in front of it, making people's faces hot.

"This..." After putting his feet on the ground, Lang Shaobai looked at the thing in the center, his eyeballs almost protruded, and Su Xiaobai in his hand kept throwing leaves to lose his temper.

"Is it the sun?" Wu Suiyun also had a strange expression on his face.

"It's so big." Miss Wen walked around the thing, which was 50 meters in diameter! [

"..." Li Hanxing remained completely silent.

"It's kind of ugly." Qingyan frowned, obviously this thing didn't meet Qingyan's aesthetics.

"It seems to be." Jun Suixin hesitated a little.

"Ball!" Feng Qingyue came to a conclusion with absolute certainty.

What made several people speechless was the thing in front of them. In such a quaint ancient city, there was a very discordant briquette.

"Ahem, you are right. This thing is indeed the sun that once hung above the dungeon." Although the village chief was embarrassed by the evaluation of several people, he could not refute it, because it was really beautiful. Like a big briquette.

"Is this forged?..." Lang Shaobai tapped on the big briquette, still unable to accept this fact.

"Yeah." The village head nodded, and bowed respectfully to Feng Qingyue, "Young Master Yue, I will depend on you from now on. I can only guess the meaning of the words, but I don't know how to do it. Please be careful." , although it no longer shines, it is still terrible."

"I'll give it a try." Feng Qingyue didn't ask any more questions, the behavior of the village chief was obviously a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Raising his hand in front of the huge black coal ball, blue water droplets flashed on his forehead, but no matter how hard Feng Qingyue tried, there was no reaction at all, the water element here was ridiculously low.

"What's wrong with this briquette?" Lang Shaobai stepped forward to touch it hesitantly, Mu Ran was taken aback, the wolf claws in his hand flashed and made a harsh clanging sound, and the blood and flesh on Lang Shaobai's wolf claws flew At the same time, there was a smell of burnt barbecue, Lang Shaobai held his paw, "Aww! It's done!"

"What a terrible briquette." Feng Qingyue took Lang Shaobai's hand, and there was a small black flame on it. The energy contained in this briquette is so strong.A silver-leaf knife appeared in the hand of "General History of the Mainland", "The bad meat must be gouged out with a knife, please bear with it."

"Boss, can you stop the pain?" The fat on Lang Shaobai's face twitched, and the silver leaf knife looked very sharp.

"Yes." Feng Qingyue smiled slightly, but there was a hint of malice in it.

"Really?" A strong hope burst out from Lang Shaobai's eyes.

"Then your hand will be useless, remember Lan Qi's tail?"

"Didn't Lan Qi's tail grow out slowly?"

"That will hurt even more, if you don't believe me, you can ask Wu Suiyun." Thinking of being tempered by the fire in the center of the earth, Feng Qingyue also felt pain.

"Damn, who will compare with this lunatic. Boss, come on, I'll bear it!" Lang Shaobai grabbed Wu Suiyun's sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, while holding Wu Suiyun's sleeve tightly with the other hand. arm. [