Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"You guys, go and get that little girl back for me!" With Yu Wenge's words, those people rushed out as if they had been pardoned.And the little girl who was supposed to run out hid behind the door at this time, took a deep look at Feng Qingyue, and then quietly threw all the itch powder Feng Qingyue gave her at Yuwenge. body.

At that time, Feng Qingyue looked at the little girl with a heartbroken face, that was the amount of dozens of people, it was used on only one person, what a waste!However, if it was the current Feng Qingyue, she must have understood that the so-called tickle powder must have been exploited by her great mother from the firefly queen in the academy.

"Who?" Although Yu Wenge was too drunk and addicted to perversion, a child did something to him and found out. He turned his head and saw the little girl with a smirk on his face, "You two joined hands! Lied to me?"

"Run!" The little girl gave Yu Wenge a hard push, pulled Feng Qingyue and ran out!

"Idiot!" Feng Qingyue gritted her teeth, her plan was ruined, and so many baby's itching fans were wasted. [

"..." The little girl's face was still cold and expressionless.

"Damn, what is it, itching, itching to death!" Yu Wenge rushed out, scratching his ears and cheeks to show the itch on his body, leaving streaks of bloodstains on his body.

"Master?!" The guards looking for the little girl gasped when they saw the bloodstains on Yu Wenge's body.

"I'll throw that pervert, you throw the others!" Feng Qingyue said, throwing an object. Although the little girl didn't answer, she threw the object on the body of the guards very accurately. The ground blossomed, although the guards all jumped away, but all of them were injured to some extent, a little surprised at the power of the pilizi, but they heard a cry of surprise and turned their heads.

Finding Feng Qingyue's distressed face, "Ah! I took it wrong, this is a vine bomb!"

And that Yu Wenge's body was covered with vines one by one, the green vines with red bloodstains, especially funny and vivid.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Qingyue took out another one, which hit the target, and it turned out...

A group of colorful butterflies danced around the vines, and sure enough, they heard a depressed voice, "No, this is a butterfly fan!"

"I don't believe this is wrong!" Feng Qingyue took out another one, "Oh yes, it hit!"

Yu Wenge was entangled on the ground, and he was not in a hurry to see Feng Qingyue throwing things, but it was very itchy, and around his neck was a good thing his mother gave him, even if this thing could hit him, it couldn't hurt him .

But Yu Wenge guessed the beginning, but failed to guess the end, the thunderbolt successfully hit the root of the curse between Yu Wenge's crotch and legs, and Yu Wenge let out a miserable scream, "Aww!!! "

The face of the little girl beside Feng Qingyue, who had been as cold as frost and remained expressionless, also pulled out an awkward arc.

"Ah! Young Master!" A group of guards also thought the same as Yu Wenge. Who knew that the boat capsized in the gutter and was seriously injured? !

"Catch them!" Yu Wenge's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth.

"Smelly girl, court death!"