Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

When people think of the word pink, the first thing that comes to mind is the image of this fat man in pink.This kind of skill is also a talent!The only thing that can make his old man admire is this little fat man, except for this Yueqingfeng brat who is disguised as a man.

"To be a man, of course you have to be ambitious. If Xiaofeng hadn't been chosen, I would definitely choose him." Lang Shaobai raised his head, looking extremely proud.Calling Xiaofeng No. 1 on the Fengyunlu leaderboard so blatantly is really courageous.

Xiaofeng's hands were really itchy looking at this fat man, and when he saw Feng Qingyue smiling behind him, all the itching turned into pain.Looking at Lang Shaobai, he secretly thought about finding a time to teach him a good lesson, of course the premise is that Feng Qingyue should not let Feng Qingyue know.

"Mr. Feng had a fight, and Qi Yu lost. Could it be that this fat man wants to challenge Qingyan?"

"Looking at his defiant look, I think maybe." [

"He can embody energy, can you?"

"But, I really don't think this fat man is similar to Jun Suixin."

"Yes, it's too obscene."

With a breezy month, everyone has reservations about this Lang Shaobai. We will talk about the issue of winning or losing, and wait until the real victory.Will Wolf Shaobai definitely lose?Seeing how familiar he is with Yue Qingfeng, he probably won the point of aphrodisiac.Although, victory is not without force.However, victory is victory.

"It's good, you go." Zui Lao kicked hard, Lang Shaobai dodged nimbly, and amidst Lang Shaobai's laughter, Zui Lao turned around and walked down, wanting to see what kind of battle this fat man would bring .After being with that stinky boy for so long, it is estimated that there will be some earth-shattering moves.

"Of course, I choose..." His eyes swept around the ten people, and he waved his hand aggressively. Everyone looked in the direction of Lang Shaobai's finger, and finally couldn't help but look weird.

He didn't choose Qingyan, but Mo Yixiao who was ranked tenth in Fengyunlu.

"What's your pity, what's your pity? After all, it's ranked tenth in Fengyunlu, are you pity?" Lang Shaobai puffed out his stomach, and preached to the onlookers. He didn't shamelessly choose one after bragging. very weak opponent.

Really weak?In fact, it wasn't that Mo Yixiao was weak, as a freshman who challenged for the top ten, he was already very good, but who made Lang Shaobai's words so full, and finally chose the most conservative tenth place.That tenth and top ten demeanor really makes people want to beat him up.

Mo Yixiao walked to the middle silently, the expression on his face and his name didn't match at all, let alone a smile, he was expressionless at all.If another person encountered this kind of scene, he would definitely be angry, and at worst he would show dissatisfaction, but Mo Yixiao didn't react at all.

"Hello, my name is Lang Shaobai, please give me your advice." Lang Shaobai greeted him politely, and what responded to him was a handful of small ten-centimeter darts.

"Help, murder, sneak attack!" Lang Shaobai jumped back, sweeping his flesh across his body, looking extremely embarrassed, but in fact he nimbly dodged all the darts thrown by Mo Yixiao. Still unreliable yelling.