Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Even the joking words can become his own unique characteristics.

You must know that when normal people speak, there will always be some slips of the tongue more or less, which is inevitable.But this person did not make the slightest mistake, not a single bit of dialect, not a single bit of mispronunciation.

Just as Feng Qingyue was strict with the use of drugs, this person is also strict with his own language to an extremely harsh point.

If you insist on adding an adjective to this person, then the only sentence that can be used to describe it is eloquent.

Because every word of his seems to have been scrutinized thousands of times, making it difficult for people to find a more suitable word. [

"...Foretell what will happen in the future, and listen to the next chapter to break it down. Listen to the storytellers, don't forget to leave tea money." After finishing the final ending, it is exactly the same as that of ordinary storytellers.

After listening to the story, a group of people began to discuss.

Everyone is amazed by the so-called Heaven's Punishment. Even though time has passed for a long time, Heaven's Punishment still has a special influence deep in people's hearts.

Although he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, he felt panic from the bottom of his heart.

Just when Feng Qingyue lowered her head and grabbed the cat's tail on her wrist, regardless of the watery and pitiful expression of the little black cat Lan Qi, she squeezed it a few times.

The young man was holding one, one with a dazzling array of satin-like smooth white tassels dotted with colorful fruits. The exquisite workmanship seemed to be natural, and it looked beautiful and unreliable. It seemed to be a - fruit plate?

Just like that, he walked up to her, and then looked at her with a fruit plate.

Feng Qingyue looked at the fruit plate, then at the young man, calmly and naturally took out a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate, and ate them with peace of mind.

Seeing Feng Qingyue's actions, the corners of the boy's eyes twitched involuntarily.

The little black cat Lan Qi is also full of helplessness.Two small paws covered the small kitten's face.

Maybe it's because the expressions of this person and cat are too rich, so Feng Qingyue, who was eating grapes, reluctantly raised her head from among the grapes.While looking at the boy and the little black cat strangely, he thought beautifully in his heart, this grape is so sweet, will other fruits be sweet too.

Therefore, after Feng Qingyue raised her head, although she wanted to look at people out of politeness when talking to them, she couldn't help but drift towards the fruit plate out of the corner of her eye.

The young man looked at Feng Qingyue, opened and closed his mouth, he didn't know what to say.It was because he was eloquent, but when facing Feng Qingyue, he was also rarely speechless.If he is talking, it is equivalent to asking for something, but if he does not speak, he will suffocate himself to death.

Still, the little black cat couldn't stand it any longer, so he sent a voice transmission to Feng Qingyue, telling him that these fruits were given to him by those who listened to his story, which is the so-called tea money.

After hearing this, Feng Qingyue casually took out a small delicate milky white bottle and threw it into the boy's hand.

"This is?" The boy looked at the thing that was obviously a medicine bottle, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Your anger is strong, your complexion is red, you should take medicine, boy." Feng Qingyue said very seriously, and then took out an orange from the fruit plate.Beautiful fingers, seemingly slowly but actually peeling the orange quickly.