The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 5382

This stinky girl's face is thicker than his!
Even more shameless than him!
He is more open-minded than him!
And he really has nothing to do with Feng Qiyue!
This stinky girl, don't let oil and salt in!
The whole hob meat!

Faced with such uncontrollable hob meat, the ancestors of the Cang family had no choice but to continue to play the emotional card, "Why doesn't uncle want to take care of your business? But uncle has enough energy to spare!"

"Oh, then there's nothing to say." Feng Qiyue wasn't fooled at all, and after finishing speaking, she planned to continue to leave.

Seeing this, the ancestors of the Cang family didn't care too much, they could only drag their body in severe pain, pounced forward, then hugged Feng Qiyue's calf fiercely, and wailed, "Girl, just give uncle a hand!" Let's take a healing pill, uncle is in pain!"

Feng Qiyue: "." As for?
For a mere healing elixir, what are you doing?

Right now, the ancestor of the Cang family really put face aside without any scruples, and only wanted to take advantage of Feng Qiyue.

In fact, why would he want to do this?
However, the stinky girl didn't give any face, which made him really feel ashamed to face Jiangdong's elders!
In this way, getting the elixir from Feng Qiyue's hands has become the strongest obsession deep in his heart, so that even if he puts all his face aside, he still has to get it. Vigorous!
Feng Qiyue could only express her great admiration for this.

In the past, she only thought that the old man was a stingy guy who liked to take advantage of himself, had a good face, and liked to show off. Now, it seems that this old guy can really let go at some point. to what extent?
A little curious!
Or let him learn how to bark like a dog?
Of course, Feng Qiyue's thought was only a momentary matter.

Soon, she dismissed the idea.

After all, she doesn't want to offend the old ancestor of the Cang family too much now, otherwise, it would be quite a headache if the old man's hair grows wild.

"Patriarch of the Cang family, do you always think that you look good now?" Feng Qiyue sighed helplessly at that moment and asked.

"I can't control that much, I'm dying of pain, I just want a healing elixir." The ancestor of the Cang family ignored the stunned melon-eating crowd around him, and said confidently.

"For a healing elixir, you are quite willing to let it go." Feng Qiyue couldn't help complaining.

"Who told you to withhold it like that, you are reluctant to give uncle even a pill." The ancestor of the Cang family said very aggrieved.

"Don't your Cang family have alchemists?" Feng Qiyue reminded calmly.

"Can it be the same? Can you give uncle the same amount as my alchemist from the Cang family?" The ancestor of the Cang family stared.

"What's the difference? Aren't they all healing pills?" Feng Qiyue disagreed.

"Wrong, this doesn't just represent a healing pill, but represents your concern for uncle, you know? So, uncle doesn't want other people's healing pills, but yours. As long as you have yours, you have to give it to me." Give it, or give it if you don't." The ancestor of the Cang family played a rogue very domineeringly.

Feng Qiyue looked at him with an intriguing expression, speechless for a long time.

"Girl, if you don't give uncle a healing pill today, you won't be able to leave." Seeing this, the ancestor of the Cang family said viciously again.

"Forget it, it's just a healing pill for you." Feng Qiyue didn't want to waste too much time on this old man, so she agreed.

(End of this chapter)