Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Then, the two fell apart.

Feng Qingyue was in the room and didn't come out for three days.

Lang Shaobai sat outside like a rock, without moving for three days.

"Little wolf!" After hearing this, Dean Tao Tao sighed deeply.

"Why, you didn't gloat?"

"I know what the little wolf is thinking. When those children came to him, did he say that if he was shameless about other things, he would kneel down and beg for mercy and let Feng Qingyue not be angry, but, if If you want him to guarantee that seeing Feng Qingyue in danger, and not letting him beg for mercy even though he has hope, he can't do it even if he dies?" Mr. Tao Tao looked at Lang Shaobai and shook his head helplessly.

"Why do you say the same thing as Wolf Boy?"

"That's all. As the dean, I have the obligation to resolve the conflicts among the students, so leave it to me. I don't know what her knot is, but I know Little Wolf's knot."

"But can you go in, aren't you afraid that the five elders will beat you up?"

"..." Dean Tao Tao fell silent.

The scorpion, the red snake, the poisonous bee, the toad and the martial arts, appeared in front of the five people respectively!

"Cong Chong." Xiao Duoduo reached out to touch.

"The five elders found us!"

"run……"

"Boy, if you can't coax my master well, I'll cut off the root of your bad thoughts! Get out!" Wu Ling suddenly jumped over, grabbed Tao Tao by the collar, and threw him into the yard .

"What root?" Xiao Duoduo tilted her head, not understanding.

"The weather is really nice today..." Gu Feng Jinshang looked up at the sky.

Tao Tao was thrown into Feng Qingyue's room. Before he could prepare in time, Tao Tao just went in. In less than three seconds, before he said a word, he came out in various colors, poisoned by many kinds of poisons. .

……

Looking at each other, everyone was silent, and the poison doctor was really not easy to mess with.

"Crack!" Jun Suixin pushed open the door.

She locked herself in a dark room, curled up into a ball, folded her arms, leaned against the corner, said nothing, bit her lip stubbornly, but refused to go out.

Sunset, moonrise.

Day after day.

In the darkness of night, a piece of quiet and serene.

The door opened, and the ray of light made people very uncomfortable.

"Get out!" The deep voice was a little hoarse, the eyes were clearly red and about to bleed, but there was still a stubborn face.

In the past two days, when I locked myself up, I also recalled bad things.In the previous life, when she was a child, she was weak and sick, and was about to die many times. Fortunately, under the love of her mother, she barely survived.

Because of her illness, the mother went bankrupt, begged again and again, and was disappointed again and again.

No one is willing to listen to the mother's pleading, cold eyes, mocking smiles, and those ugly words.She doesn't want to feel that feeling of begging but being powerless, that cheapness that no one in the world cares about.

My mother is such a beautiful and proud person, but she begged her so lowly for her.

Later, those old antiques knew of her existence and brought her back to the family.But on the day when there was hope, her mother became sick from overwork because of her, and died in her golden years.

From then on, she never shed a single tear, even if she was beaten, scolded and starved, she would never beg for mercy.Because begging for help is useless, no one will care at all, no!