Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"What do you want to do?" The tall man was dazzled by the flickering light in Feng Qingyue's eyes.Hearing Lang Shaobai's words made him feel bad, but seeing Feng Qingyue's reaction, he immediately had a bad premonition.The young man in front of him is elegant, dressed in white clothes, not stained with dust, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, delicate features, walking casually, walking at a leisurely pace, it is clear how to look at such a harmless and beautiful young man, why does he have an urge to run away?

"Come on, stand up!" Feng Qingyue kindly extended a helping hand.

"Go away!" Leng Yan resisted subconsciously, and suddenly realized that she was losing her grace, she pursed her lips, looked at Feng Qingyue, and said nothing.Clasping her hands together into a fist, the flames around Feng Qingyue began to steam up again.

"Don't be so enthusiastic, just stand up." Feng Qingyue shook off most of the flames, and under Leng Yan's stunned gaze, impatiently absorbed most of the remaining flames, and looked at Leng Yan with a smile. Yan, flicking the long whip in his hand, pulled Leng Yan who was sitting on the ground up.

"Do, what are you doing?" Leng Yan's face was very close to Feng Qingyue, looking at her like this, she suddenly found that this face was too soft, not like a man's face, it was unbelievably beautiful.This beautiful face smiled at him, and the corners of her pink lips curled up, "Sit down!"

"Touch!" Leng Yan reflexively sat down on the ground, and was so angry that his face turned into the color of a tomato, devil!Actually like to play like this!Is it fun to sit people down?If Feng Qingyue heard his words, Feng Qingyue would really think about it seriously, then nodded and said it was interesting.

"Boss, boss, look, it's really ah, and the face will change color. Last time it was blue, but this time it's red." Lang Shaobai yelled in surprise, wishing he could run over and pinch this person Face.Unfortunately, although Feng Qingyue is not afraid of those blue flames, although he can speak, he cannot move.

"Really, stand up quickly!" Feng Qingyue leaned closer to Leng Yan's head.

"If you have the ability, you are like a man, fight me upright!" Leng Yan suddenly raised his head, hesitating that Feng Qingyue walked too close, and almost bumped into each other.

Just when He and Feng Qingyue's foreheads were about to collide, Feng Qingyue brought the little black cat over, and the cat's paws were scratched fiercely, and three clear bloodstains were printed on Leng Yan's forehead. With such a scene, the Nether Ship was quiet for a full minute.

"Pfft, ahahahaha, ahahahaha..." The first one to return to normal was Lang Shaobai, who could barely move his hands in the flames, and kept covering his stomach, laughing with snot and tears flying together.

"Hehe." Wu Suiyun smiled dotingly, Miss Seven was playing bully again.

"Pfft, cough, cough." Miss Wen choked on her own saliva.

"A man?" Apart from Feng Qingyue, Li Hanxing, the only one who was not restrained, looked at Leng Yan with a strange face, and put his hand on Leng Yan's shoulder deeply, "Do you have any last words?"

"I've forgotten you even if you don't speak. Tell me, do you have any last words to say?" Feng Qingyue glanced at Li Hanxing, flipped her fingers, and five silver needles shining with icy light appeared in hand.