Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Leng Yan was finally able to stand up normally, her mood improved, and she talked more.Looking at this wheelchair again, I am deeply moved.While talking to Feng Qingyue, recalling the past.

When he first got the Nether Ship and was cast under a spell, he was very angry, and even wished to see Feng Jiu'er again, and strangle her to death with his own hands to relieve his anger.But it took a long time for him to know.He cannot leave the Nether Valley when he is not fully able to use the ghost fire. If he leaves the ghost valley, the ghost fire will devour his soul.

Twelve years ago, after he couldn't help being lonely and went out once, he found that his consciousness was out of control. Although he came back again, his thinking was still controlled a little.That's why he detains a strand of soul from everyone. In fact, it's all for the will-o'-the-wisp, and has nothing to do with his own intention.

Feng Jiu'er's awkward temperament, she always used mischievous ways to treat people well, it was really hateful and helpless.

Whether it was intentional or not this time, he was saved again.

"Since it's done, let's go, let's hand in the task." After receiving an affirmative answer, Feng Qingyue was satisfied, and hurriedly threw the disaster of Li Hanxing to his father.

"What mission?" As the center of the mission, Li Hanxing had long forgotten that he was the culprit of this trip.

"Brother, I'm just taking you home." Miss Wen shook her body with a whisk, "By the way, Yue, I remember when we came out, someone seemed to call your name."

"You can talk about it after we go back, really, we're not in a hurry at all." Lang Shaobai rubbed his head, how could this reflex arc be so long, and he was determined not to discuss things with Miss Wen in the future.

"So I was on a mission? Why didn't I run away?" Li Hanxing was stunned, and played along all the way, but forgot about it.

"You run away, I'm not in a hurry." Feng Qingyue looked at Li Hanxing and smiled meaningfully.

"I'm in a hurry! Let's go, go home." Li Hanxing patted his thigh, and immediately decided to leave, just kidding, this little girl has seen a problem related to their entire family, if he let his father know that he will delay this matter No, he won't be able to leave the house for three years.

"Meeting is fate, let me give you a ride." Leng Yan walked to Feng Qingyue's side, and with Feng Qingyue's height, he reached a little more than his waist. Why can a person grow to more than three meters? long!

"Why are these words so familiar? Boss, didn't your mother say that?"

"I have a bad feeling."

"Me too!"

"Little San, come out." Leng Yan snapped his fingers, and a ferocious hell three-headed dog jumped out, but it looked a little pitiful?

"Woooo."

"Ow."

"Ah Choo!" The three heads lined up in sequence from left to right, and each head responded differently.

"Little San, what's the matter with you?" Leng Yan didn't expect the hell three-headed dog, that is, Xiao San, to come out in such a distressed appearance.

"Shushuashua!" The three heads and six eyes all looked at Feng Qingyue, the culprit.

"I gave them something good to eat." Feng Qingyue was very calm.

"What did you eat?" The two Leng Yan hugged the hell three-headed dog with distressed expressions. The hell three-headed dog is as important to him as the relationship between Lan Qi and Feng Qingyue.