The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 173 Master Disciple (10)

No matter in the 21st century or in this world, few people care about her so much.

——The other party is still a man!

Ling lips couldn't help but bend, Feng Qingcheng walked to the round table, sat on the chair, picked up the bowl, mixed side dishes, the bowl of porridge was finished soon.

It has to be said that Situ Qingshen is very thoughtful.

Although it is just the simplest porridge with side dishes, in the morning, this combination is better than anything else.

Feng Qingcheng rubbed her belly and put down the bowl in her hand. For her, it was enough for her to be [-]% full.

Standing up, she walked out of the small kitchen, closed the kitchen door, and the girl walked in the direction of Moxuan Pavilion.

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This back and forth, but ten minutes.

Walking to the small courtyard outside Moxuan Pavilion, he didn't see Situ Qingshen.

Feng Qingcheng frowned lightly, thinking to herself: Didn't you mean to wait for her in the yard?In this moment of effort, where did people go?

A pair of peach blossom eyes swept around, and the fallen leaves on the ground had been cleaned up by Situ Qingshen, and the chirping of insects and birds, as well as the slight sound of the wind, could be heard.

His eyes flickered, and a dark color quickly flashed across Feng Qingcheng's eyes, and his petite body was slightly sideways, taking advantage of the opportunity to avoid the sudden attack of the white figure.

"Master, a sneak attack is not something to be done in an open and aboveboard manner." Feng Qingcheng looked at the handsome man in front of him with a half-smile, with a hint of banter on her palm-sized face.

Situ Qing rubbed his nose deeply, with a slightly annoyed expression on his face, he clenched his hands into fists and coughed lightly a few times: "Ahem, yes, my skills are much more sensitive than before, but my reaction is still Not fast enough. You know, if the other party is someone else, then you will only be crushed to death!"

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips in disdain, but she agreed with Situ Qingshen's words in her heart. If the target of her sneak attack was replaced by someone else, and this person's strength was comparable to Situ Qingshen, then she would really have to be crushed to death portion.

Feng Qingcheng became more determined to become stronger.

Situ Qing gently raised his big hand and ravaged the girl's soft hair. The touch from the palm of his hand really made him unable to put it down.

This time, Feng Qingcheng didn't just stay still and let the man continue to wreak havoc on her head. Instead, she turned her head away, looked at Situ Qingshen expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Where's Hei Li?"

Situ Qing withdrew his hand embarrassingly. Although he was reluctant to part with the beautiful touch, he did not continue.

He looked at Feng Qingcheng, and slapped his two big hands lightly, and an eagle howled from the distant sky.

Feng Qingcheng listened to the sound of the eagle's howl, and turned her body accordingly.

She squinted her eyes halfway, her dark eyeballs were shining with a strange light, staring at a black spot in the blue sky, the corners of her lips twitched.

Hei Li's figure became clearer and clearer, and after a while, he spread his wings and flew above Moxuan Pavilion.

Situ Qing's starry eyes moved slightly, and he waved to Hei Li.

Heili, who was hovering above the Moxuan Pavilion, retracted its wings, and its whole body appeared in black light. Its huge body shrank slowly, and when it shrank enough to fit in the courtyard, it landed firmly on the ground.

Situ Qingshen walked in front of it, and began to ravage Heili's feathers with the claw that ravaged Feng Qingcheng's hair just now.

Feeling the master's touch, Hei Li's eyes gradually became gentle, and he rubbed his head against Situ Qing's deep palm.

Feng Qingcheng watched the interaction of one person and one beast,

(End of this chapter)