Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Along the way, they hardly encountered any danger. Even if they met people from the Thousand Islands, they easily took them down. For people who are warlike and passionate in their bones, Miss Seven finally wants to use them. It's great, otherwise it would be boring.

Looking at the expectant eyes of these people, Feng Qingyue felt a little bit, maybe she should belong here in the first place, and here she seems to be truly alive, able to have heartstrings, even just a little bit.

Looking at these people who are full of righteousness and passion, Feng Qingyue thinks of soldiers, and only soldiers are so loyal to blood, but somehow, Feng Qingyue's bad nature sneaked out again to cause trouble.

Gently holding the cup containing the black tea, slowly picking it up, shaking it gently, the slightly cool tea swirls gently in the cup, forming a vortex, which shines through and looks a bit magnificent and beautiful .

The sun was shining softly, and the person by the window was dressed in white, holding a celadon cup in his hand, turning his slender fingers gently, the black tea in the cup suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something. [

It seems to be a painting dyed with ink, quiet and leisurely, exuding a touch of ink fragrance and tranquility.Letting others watch her seems to have forgotten the worries and troubles. It seems that as long as you look at her like this, there will be no problems in anything.However, only those who are really familiar with her will know that this kind of Feng Qingyue is the most terrifying.Of course, this is for the enemy.

Feng Qingyue's room is very large, with bookcases, desks, and countless calligraphy, paintings, and antique weapons. Although some are just samples, they are also very good.Behind these decorations, there is a barrier, behind which is Feng Qingyue's bed.

After explaining a word, Feng Qingyue went in, and never spoke again, nor did she say much.

But at this time, everyone in the room was sitting at the dining table with faces full of emotion and depression, holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands, not knowing what to do.

Because, when they thought that Feng Qingyue was thinking so seriously, there must be a task with big tricks and tricks, and they had to be entrusted to them to do it.

As a result, in the end, Feng Qingyue just said a word lightly, and then sent Young Master Lang to ask for food for them, telling them to be honest and safe, and there was nothing left, and eat up the table full of food.

A table of people is facing a table of vegetables, their expressions are more obvious than the color of the vegetables. It is obvious that the wolf blew the whistle before, which proves that there must be danger, but it turns out that they are only allowed to eat vegetables. How can they eat them? ah.

Looking at these ten people, Lang Shaobai squinted his eyes and leaned against the window, ignoring them, although he really knew what to do.Just looking at the people lying on the small boat floating on the water outside, Lang Shaobai's mind turned slightly, and then a simple and honest smile appeared on his face, it was because of staying with Miss Seven for a long time that he became like this, the more he wanted to laugh, The more you want to treat people.

So, when a group of people couldn't eat enough, Lang Shaobai sat by the window, where Feng Qingyue used to stay, and began to scratch his head and pose. He would do whatever the posture was disgusting, completely disregarding the fact that the whole room couldn't eat. People, as well as the person outside who was admiring the beautiful scenery, turned out to be looking at such a disgusting fat man, what kind of mood would it be.