The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 301 Her Revenge (2)

This is... her mount!
Qilin King, Nightmare?

so cool!
The big eyes of the red-gold copper bell are extremely energetic, and there are two cute little horns on the top of the head, and there are two red flames under the feet.

mad!Pa!cool!handsome!pull!
In terms of appearance, Nightmare is the most majestic spirit beast Feng Qingcheng has ever seen.

The red light finally dissipated, Qilin Wang Yanmei stared at Feng Qingcheng.

"It's you who summoned me to come here!"

Feng Qingcheng nodded.

The Qilin King Nightmare's eyes looked at her...a bit disgusted!
I go! ! ! !
Dislike her! ! ! !

My old lady has raised you for many years! ! ! !

Feng Qingcheng roared in her heart, without showing any emotion on her face.

She raised her left hand and gently stroked the hair on Nightmare's head.

Nightmare Mei shook her head and resisted her touch very much.

"Ru, don't touch me."

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"In the past few years, no matter where I go, I have taken you with me, but now, you come to despise me?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Qilin King Nightmare's big red golden eyes.

"Could it be that you are my mother?"

Feng Qingcheng: "..."

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she didn't deny it.

"In theory, yes."

Although I didn't give birth to you, I took you with me for many years anyway.

Qilin King Nightmare's eyes underwent a qualitative change.

"So... Mother, it's the child's fault."

After Nightmare finished speaking, she knelt down on one knee like a human.

Feng Qingcheng twitched the corner of her mouth again, and after a long silence, she gave a soft "um".

"Go back to the spirit beast space."

Little boy, I like you so much in vain, this character...is really not pleasing!

At this time, Mengbao jumped into the house from the outside.

It called "Feng Qingcheng" a few times in its spiritual consciousness, and finally threw itself into Feng Qingcheng's arms.

Feng Qingcheng stroked the fur on its body and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mengbao took out an orange gemstone from his arms.

"I found it in Prime Minister Luo's bedroom."

Feng Qingcheng picked up the gem and pointed it at the sun.

The penetrating power of sunlight is particularly strong. The moment it passes through the gemstone, the gemstone bursts out with dazzling light.

Twinkle twinkle, very dazzling.

Feng Qingcheng lamented the beauty of the gemstone while thinking.

It was found from the dormitory of the impostor Prime Minister Luo... Could it be the person behind him...

It was just a guess, she put the gem in storage.

Probably in the future, it will be useful.

Situ Qingshen has been looking at her, and his red thin lips are slightly pursed: "Go back to the National Teacher's Mansion?"

Feng Qingcheng had no objection, and bid farewell to Luo Zhixian and Mrs. Luo.

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In the National Teacher's Mansion, there are also dungeons.

Note that it is a dungeon, not a dungeon.

Situ Qingshen said that he built this dungeon because he thought she would be useful in the future.

Unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

The environment of the dungeon is naturally very bad, damp, dark, without sunlight...

From a psychological point of view, if you stay for a long time, you will have a big shadow in your heart.

Situ Qingshen is a very smart man.

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo was thrown in the corner of the dungeon by Situ Qingshen.

Situ Qingshen opened the iron lock with the key, and Feng Qingcheng walked in.

"I fed him some drugs. The effects of the drugs should be over soon."

...As expected of Situ Qingshen.

Feng Qingcheng nodded secretly, squatted down, and detected the breath of the impostor Prime Minister Luo with his hands.

Some heavy, as if sleeping to death.

"Is there any water?" Feng Qingcheng looked at Situ Qingshen, and the man immediately took out a large bucket from the storage ring.

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's eyes twitched.

Fuck, where did this big bucket of water come from?Where did it come from?Situ Qingshen, you are omnipotent.

Feng Qingcheng took the water and splashed it hard on the counterfeit Prime Minister Luo's face.

All the water was poured on him, the impostor Prime Minister Luo was breathing harder, his eyelids moved slightly, showing signs of waking up.

Feng Qingcheng simply kicked him in the stomach, and the fake Prime Minister Luo woke up completely.

"Does it hurt?" The girl smiled, and half of the purple jade mask added a bit of mystery to her.

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo snorted, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Qingcheng raised her foot and kicked hard at his heart.

"Tell me, who is the person behind you?"

She kicked with great force.

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo just bled, but now...he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo had a grim face and nodded reluctantly.

"Heh, you still know it hurts?"

She had a sneer on her face and her eyes were stern.

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo couldn't stand her insult for a while, endured the pain to the bone, and replied forcefully.

"If it weren't for the weakness of the truth, you little bitch would fall into my hands... I would definitely let you go around without food."

"Ha!" Feng Qingcheng was amused by him, "Are you brainless? I'll give you a chance, hit me! Let me go around without food!"

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo struggled helplessly, trying to get up from the ground, but he was still limp into a puddle of mud.

Without a trace of strength, he was about to be bullied by her and went crazy.

Feng Qingcheng folded her hands, and stepped on the fake Prime Minister Luo again with her boots.

"I'll ask again, who is behind you!"

She roared with all her strength, loud and dazzling.

Situ Qingshen, who had been leaning against her all the time, took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, "Sweetheart, don't be angry, don't worry about your throat."

Feng Qingcheng: "..."

What the hell is sweetheart...

"Qingshen, you are really..." disgusting!
This was the first time she called Situ Qingshen's name, which made Situ Qingshen's mind freeze for a moment.

He knew that what she didn't finish after she paused was not a good thing, but...

This little girl called his name for the first time!It's so strange!

He hugged Feng Qingcheng excitedly and kissed her hard on the face several times, and licked his mouth unsatisfactorily.

"Keep calling, Qingshen~~~"

Feng Qingcheng: "Hehe."

The corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she was left speechless by Situ Qingshen's torment.

Her man is a purebred douchebag.

"Bah..." The slight sound of spurning made Feng Qingcheng narrow her eyes.

She kicked the impostor Prime Minister Luo again, this time...on his handsome and coquettish face.

After kicking hard, I stepped on it a few times.

Looking at the big footprints on his face, she said, how refreshing.

"Except for you, everyone else has the right to make indecent noises when the two of us show our affection."

Domineering, not a bit logical domineering.

But Situ Qing fell in love with him to the core.

He gave the fake Prime Minister Luo a cold look, and echoed, "She's right."

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and began to roll his eyes.

"Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb to me, who is the person behind you!"

The counterfeit Prime Minister Luo replied intermittently: "I...I...even if...it's...death..."

I won't tell you either.

He only said half a sentence, and Feng Qingcheng guessed the next sentence.

She snorted coldly, "Don't say, okay, Situ Qingshen, I'll leave it to you."

At this time, the counterfeit Prime Minister Luo didn't know that when he thought Feng Qingcheng was a poisonous woman, in fact, as her man, Situ Qingshen...

More poisonous than her...

The poison is a thousand times and a hundred times...

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It was night again, and Feng Qingcheng was alone, standing at the top of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Situ Qingshen walked up slowly with a cloak in his hand.

"Come on, put on."

He threw the cloak over her shoulders and tied her carefully in a knot.

"Don't catch a cold."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were far away: "How is he?"

Situ Qingshen knew exactly who she was referring to.

"Half-dead, it's not considered a disability, it's about to be useless. He only confessed one word and asked me to give him a happy one."

"What word?"

"Yue."

Yue... What does this word refer to?

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips, "Continue the interrogation."

You can't know anything with a single word, looking for anything related to this word in the vast world... Are you kidding her?
"He won't last long."

Situ Qing shook his head deeply.

Feng Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes shone slightly, and the corners of her lips formed a strange arc.

It seems to be gloating.

"What did you do?"

"It's not torture." Situ Qingshen's eyes were innocent, "I just gave him some medicine, and by the way, destroyed his dantian spirit root, put pressure on him, and threatened him with Luo Jinyu."

"Gone?"

Situ Qing shook his head deeply, but he was thinking of another scene.

By the way, he pulled out his beard and his hair, leaving him in a state where he was in pain but couldn't die.

That kind of pain is like needles at best.

The reason why Situ Qingshen didn't say anything was because he was afraid of scaring Feng Qingcheng.

His methods have always been ruthless.

Those who had been murdered by him looked at him before they died.

Hate...well, yes, it's hate, I wish he could die and go to hell.

But he didn't care.

The man looked at the girl and pondered for a long time before he said: "I think the affairs of the Luo family are almost over, and I want to find healing for your face."

"Do you mind?"

"No, I don't mind. I'm afraid that when you see this injury, you will always think of the pain when you were injured."

Feng Qingcheng thought for a while: "Okay."

"However, I want to ask you for a medicine."

"What medicine?"

"My father has been under house arrest for many years. He is sick... He coughs all the time, and his spiritual power has also dissipated. He has become a useless person... Tell me, what should I do?"

Situ Qing lowered his head and tapped the green vine with his fingers.

"Here you are." He took out a jar of elixir from the storage ring and handed it to Feng Qingcheng.

"How do I take it?"

"Once a day, take it continuously for a month, and you will be able to recover almost completely."

"Wow!" Feng Qingcheng stared at him, her peach-blossom eyes sparkled, "A miracle doctor."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you..."

"No!" Feng Qingcheng refused, "My energy is in spiritual power."

"Hey." Situ Qingshen bent down and took a sip from her mouth.

"If you don't want it, I'm leaving now."

"Is it so fast?" Taohua opened her eyes slightly.

"Well, that kind of flower will bloom soon."

Situ Qingshen summoned Hei Li, and before leaving, he looked at her deeply.

(End of this chapter)