Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"Everyone, apart from being good-for-nothing, lazy, pissed off, pissed off, and often being beaten, he has no shortcomings. It's the cheapest price for just one life. Are you really not thinking about it?" ?” When Pandora bit her fingertips, the red liquid in the wine glass in An Xi’s hand rippled, and stopped ravaging their mistress.

"Cut." Xinye Xiaoer continued to provoke.

"Anxi, normal routines are useless to them." Honghua persuaded Anxi kindly, and suddenly Mengyou's arm twitched, scaring Honghua's little heart a little.Did you dream of Lang Shaobai while dreaming?

"Since Xiao Honghua said so, then I'll cut to the chase. Although, I don't know how you caught the three of them." An Xi shook her glass, and there was a scream from outside that was still in good spirits. Nuan's vitality is directly proportional to Xiao Jin's spiritual head.Adjusting the clothes on her body, An Xi's nails painted with cardamom smoothly held a strand of her hair, and looked at this group of obviously immature teenagers with interest, with a playful expression, "Little guys, you are ready to kill!" Are you ready?"

"Murder?" Feng Qingyue read these two words lightly.

"The Territory of Chaos has always been the survival of the fittest. If you want to survive, kill all the people around you who can be killed." An Xi said such cruel facts, but she blew her wine glass again, and the rich aroma of wine began to permeate , as if that was the most romantic thing.

"None of the people around me will die, and I won't allow them to die." Feng Qingyue looked straight at her calmly, her voice was flat, but her eyes revealed absolute firmness.

"Hahaha!" An Xi seemed to have heard some nice joke, she was out of breath from laughing, she spilled half a glass of red wine in her hand, her footsteps made no sound, she almost floated in front of Feng Qingyue , Stretching out the white and tender white hand under the red cardamom, "You are really a little person who does not eat the sufferings of the world, come and let me touch it, I have not seen such an innocent person for many years."

"Hey!" Lang Shaobai suddenly felt his waist tighten, and saw a thin red line half a meter away from his eyes, and in the next second, he stood firmly in front of Feng Qingyue.And An Xi's hand touched Lang Shaobai's face without a doubt.

Lang Shaobai felt that he was being touched, turned around and glanced at the certain man who had been calm behind him, every time this happened, it was his fault!Inexplicably, Lang Shaobai found out with a little resentment that in Jun Suixin's eyes, he seemed to be two words, meat shield!And the little black cat Lan Qi's eyes are also full of resentment, and it also finds that in Jun Suixin's eyes, it is the word "three", a shield!Or the miniature one.When meeting this kind of person who is difficult to deal with and looks like an enemy, Jun Xunxin despises him for being small, so he directly replaces him with Lang Shaobai.Inside the sleeve, the little black cat Lan Qi once again felt self-depressed that he was too small.

"Hands, move away! Feet, step back! People, stay away from my boss!" When Lang Shaobai spoke, the muscles on his face trembled, and the woman's hand stuck to him like a piece of ice On his face, he casually stretched out a pink folding fan, and pushed away the woman who realized that she touched the wrong person and didn't intend to let go.