The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 14 Contract Spiritual Pet (5)

The little fur ball is an ancient spirit beast and cute ball, Feng Qingcheng firmly believes in this point!

The cute ball described in "The Supreme Mirror" has a special hobby - collecting treasures.

She held the Mengmeng Ball in her palm, and said with a serious face: "Little Fuqiu, your name will be Mengbao from now on, and what's more, your treasure will be temporarily placed with me and become my spiritual pet. You'll get better things in the future, you know?"

Mengbao glared at Feng Qingcheng sadly, then nodded reluctantly, expressing her agreement.

Feng Qingcheng raised her head to look at the sky, thinking that it was still early, contracting the Mengmeng Ball was equivalent to finding the legendary Holy Land!

If you don't practice hard here, you will be really reckless.

She meditated by the stream, like an old monk in meditation, completely isolated from the outside world, and concentrated on cultivating spiritual power.

Feng Qingcheng ran "The Supreme Mirror" over and over again, consolidating the unstable spiritual power in her dantian.

A warm current ran through her body, and she sighed comfortably.

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Time always flies very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it is noon.

Feng Qingcheng counted the time, and estimated that the time for those Su Mamas to deliver meals was approaching.

She stopped her cultivation, took Mengbao into the spirit beast space, and ran towards the small courtyard.

Feng Qingcheng ran back to the yard, and she was still blushing and out of breath after running such a long distance, she also knew that it was because of her spiritual power cultivation.

She walked into the room, picked up the teapot and wanted to pour a glass of water, but found that the teapot was empty.

Su Mama's bitter voice came from a distance: "Fool Luo, why don't you hurry up and eat!"

A gleam of coldness flashed across Feng Qingcheng's eyes, she put down the teapot, sat on the chair, tapped her fingers on the wooden table, and did not make any movement.

Seeing that Feng Qingcheng hadn't gone out for a long time, Madam Su in the yard thought she was falling asleep, and was about to go into the house to wake her up.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Feng Qingcheng sitting on a chair. He was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart.

She habitually stretched out her hand to grab Feng Qingcheng's ear, but Feng Qingcheng grabbed her wrist with her backhand and used her skill to break it off, only to hear a "click".

Anyone who is an insider knows that this hand has already been removed by Feng Qingcheng.

Grandma Su couldn't dodge the sudden change, she couldn't help but let out a scream like killing a chicken.

Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, and slapped Madam Su's face that was so fat that it was dripping with oil, and threatened in a deep voice: "If you dare to call again, it's not just this hand that I'll lose gone."

Su Momo was stunned by the slap, but she didn't dare to scream anymore.

Her triangular eyes were wide open, her expression was both surprised and painful, and her face turned red and white, more exciting than an overturned paint can.

Feng Qingcheng touched Su Nanny's acupuncture points, picked up the dagger stuck in her belt, and placed it across the veins on Su Nanny's neck.

There was an evil and playful smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said to Su Momo, "Su Momo, do you want to die? Or live?"

Feng Qingcheng's tone was very gentle, but Madam Su only felt creepy.

As she spoke, she slapped Nanny Su's fat face again and again with the gleaming blade of the dagger.

Every time she patted her, Madam Su's body stiffened.

The chilly feeling made Mama Su terrified, her face was ashen, and she could no longer bear any shock.

Feng Qingcheng muttered softly: "It's not fun, it's really boring!"

The tone of voice was very much like a child who didn't get candy, and it was a bit angry.

(End of this chapter)