Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"General History of the Mainland 2" no longer chats with Feng Qingyue, but curses viciously on the pages of the book. As a book, a book with positive energy and rigorousness, the level of cursing in "General History of the Mainland 2" can make a wolf Shaobai was amused.

"Then..." Ignoring the book that never obeyed me, Feng Qingyue returned to the topic.

"Boss, help!" Lang Shaobai screamed again, and the loud voice could be heard clearly in the whole street, "Help, you are bullying people, it's unreasonable, you hit the young ones, the old ones come out Revenge!"

"Huh?" Feng Qingyue opened the curtain, Wu Suiyun confronted a middle-aged man, and fell into a slight disadvantage, while Lang Shaobai was running around and making trouble again.On the side, there were two people standing there with support.Seeing that the two were not injured, Feng Qingyue was relieved.

"Let me go." Feng Qingyue jumped off the carriage. [

All eyes were focused on Feng Qingyue, this beautiful young man in white clothes, stood lazily under the sun, with a slight curve on the corner of his mouth, as if there was nothing in this world that he could care about.

"Are you the leader of these two little guys? They beat my son." The middle-aged man didn't change his expression, he let Lang Shaobai yell like hell and howl without moving, and still fought Feng Qingyue in a very official way. Say hello.

"You are their leader? Your people scared my people." Feng Qingyue changed a few words, and then returned the words.

"Hahaha, my subordinates are arrogant, and the kid has a big tone. If you beat me, I apologize to you. If you lose, hehe." The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously.

"Damn, old man, how dare you talk to my boss like that." Lang Shaobai ran back in time, and the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to beat Lang Shaobai.

"There's no need to fight." Feng Qingyue said slowly.

"What, you admit defeat?" The middle-aged man withdrew his hand and looked at this ignorant kid.

"you lose."

"Try me?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and took another step towards Feng Qingyue, feeling a sense of oppression.

"Take care of your right hand, try making a fist." Feng Qingyue took out a small pink handkerchief and threw it on the middle-aged man's face, she didn't like people being so close to her.

"My, my hand?!" The middle-aged man clenched his fist subconsciously, but found that his right hand was weak, and he couldn't raise any strength at all. A gleaming silver needle just pierced his palm, "What did you do to me?" ? This, this is impossible!"

"Your right hand was seriously injured, your wrist was broken, and your ring finger was broken. Although it is connected, it does not mean that it is connected. If my guess is correct, it is because of your right hand that you have not been diligent for a long time." Feng Qingyue He spoke unhurriedly, with neither salty nor bland tone, but every word pierced into the heart of the middle-aged man.

The face of the middle-aged man changed several times. The injury he had suffered originated from an unspeakable secret, so others didn't know it at all. He took a deep breath, and although it was a question, his tone was affirmative. "Moon breeze?!"

Before Feng Qingyue could reply, all the people beside her were blown away.

"It's him? Is that Yue Qingfeng?"

"Which moon is light and windy."

"You don't even know this. It's the miracle doctor who saved the entire Yingying Village and spread throughout Zhongzhou within a day. It's the legendary doctor who can bring people back to life!"