Divine Doctor Xiao Mengfei

Chapter 417 Touch His Face
Sheng Fanhua felt something piercing through the emptiness, coming towards him, he turned sideways to avoid it, but soon he felt the tingling pain on his skin, and looked down, the silver needle was rubbing his skin, and it was attached to his sleeve.

The strength is just right, it seems that they have thought of the position where he is avoiding, and can stab him accurately, without letting the silver needle fly out and hurt the passing people.

It is rare to see a master with such a good inner strength.

Sheng Fanhua raised his head and looked over, Xiao Qiqi and Di Jingheng left hand in hand, as if the assassination had nothing to do with them without him, he couldn't help frowning.

"She knows martial arts?" Sheng Fanhua pinched the silver needle that was still stained with his blood, then looked at Xiao Qiqi's back, then shook his head, "Impossible."

The silver needle belonged to her, but it wasn't her who shot it.

Is that Happy King?
Impossible, that is a fool, how can he know martial arts?

Sheng Fanhua looked up and searched around, but found no one, and when he wanted to lower his head, he found that he couldn't move his head, nor his whole body.

Then, Sheng Fanhua looked at the front with a sad angle of 45 degrees, and his eyes were slightly narrowed because of doubts. At this time, it was a bit appropriate to make people feel that he was a person with a story. How sad that was.

Sheng Fanhua maintained a sad angle of 45 degrees, looked up at the sky, and wanted to cry, how could he have forgotten that Qiqi's silver needle was soaked in medicine, and after being pierced, he couldn't move.

He was tricked by her once again, and fell into her hands twice, which definitely broke his life record.

However, he liked her more.

At first, Sheng Fanhua didn't pay much attention to it, he could move after standing here for a quarter of an hour.

However, a quarter of an hour passed, two quarters of an hour passed, and half an hour passed, and he still couldn't move. This is really 45 degrees of sadness.

Well, when will the effect of the medicine wear off?

"Is he sick?"

"He's pretty good-looking, but his brain doesn't seem to be very good, and he still has the posture of Chang'e flying into the sky."

"Is he really not moving? His skin looks so smooth and tender, I want to touch it."

"It's really not moving. I walked back and forth. He's been standing like this for half an hour. Seeing that it's getting dark, he probably won't move anymore."

"Then touch his face?"

"Touch it, such a beautiful man, it's a feeling that you will never touch in your life."

……

People passing by didn't think he was weird at first, but after a long time, they felt that he was weird, so those who should pass by stopped, pointed at Sheng Fanhua who was standing still, and talked a lot.

Some nympho girls, after confirming that Sheng Fanhua was really not moving, reached out and touched his face, and even hit his chest.

Sheng Fanhua exuded a cold aura all over his body, and he couldn't force the women who touched him back. He wanted to do it, but he couldn't. He could only watch helplessly as he was eaten by these nympho girls.

At this moment, he wanted to kill someone!
But he didn't bring any guards when he came out, he came out alone, and he didn't even have someone to help him drive people away. He regretted that he didn't bring anyone out.

It wasn't until nightfall that the onlookers were busy going home for dinner. Sheng Fanhua's guards found this place. Seeing his posture of Chang'e flying into the sky, they wanted to laugh, but his coldness made them hold back.

"My subordinates are late, please punish me, Your Highness." Several guards knelt down in front of Sheng Fanhua, kowtowing to plead guilty.

Sheng Fanhua couldn't see them, so he could only say in a cold voice, "Take Your Highness back."

(End of this chapter)