The Emperor of the Defying Waste Materials

Chapter 2 A little poison, past and present
Feng Zijin said sarcastically, grabbed the hairpin from her hand, and gestured to her charming little face, comparing twice, "Third Sister, maybe Fourth Sister's cosmetic effect is better than yours!"

"What did you do to me?" Feng Yanyan was a junior fifth-level summoner, but she couldn't hold her breath at this moment, and suddenly became angry.

"It's just a little bit of poison, No...that's it."

Speaking of which, Feng Zijin took out seven or eight herbs and placed them in Feng Yanyan's hands, and finally took out a small porcelain bottle and poured it on the hairpin. The hairpin is made of Yin, and it immediately turned black.

These are all poisons found in the forest. In her previous life, she was a master poison user. The Xiaoxiang mainland is completely different from the 21st century, but with the help of the magic flute, Feng Zijin only needs to mix the poisonous herbs and squeeze them out. When the juice comes, that's it.

But to make Feng Yanyan unable to breathe out, this is naturally not refined, but a ready-made medicinal herb that the magic flute asked her to find.

Looking at the blackened silver hairpin, Feng Zijin curled her lips into a smile, unexpectedly the effect was good.

"Okay... Now, it's my sister's turn. Third sister, don't worry, I will be very gentle and gentle." Feng Zijin said with a smile, but that smile made Feng Yanyan feel cold for a moment. .

"Don't! Feng Zijin...you are not...Feng Zijin..." Feng Zijin is cowardly and timid in ordinary times, she has never been so vicious, let alone have such an evil smile, her eyes are so cold , it doesn't look like a joke at all.

"Third sister, don't be afraid, I said that I will be very gentle and gentle. You close your eyes and you will be fine in a while." Feng Zijin said comfortingly, her voice was sweet, but Feng Yanyan was trembling even more.

Seeing the silver hairpin approaching her step by step, Feng Yanyan was terrified and frightened, and only heard a scream of "Ah...", a long mark was drawn on her face, and there was black blood... …

"This is called treating others in the same way as others. I wonder if the third sister would have thought about why she said those words when she was disfiguring me?" Feng Zijin said coldly, holding the The hairpin continued to change, and drew a few more circles.

"You bitch..." Feng Yanyan gritted her teeth.

But Feng Zijin gave her a hard kick, and kicked her to the place where the Feng family gathered, "You are indeed a bitch, look at this appearance, how can you go around and wink at the toad!"

Feng Yanyan was kicked over, and was caught by her own younger sister, Feng Ni, the fifth young lady of the Feng family, causing panic, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Who did it?"

But Feng Yanyan was so angry that she only said, "Waste material!" and passed out, unconscious...

"Sister...wake up..."

"Waste material? Is it Feng Zijin?" Everyone looked in the direction where Feng Yanyan came, but there was nothing there, and they all had their own thoughts.

Feng Zijin observed the barrier, "This person who set up the barrier is really good at it!"

Because of the desire for huangyu, everyone has their own desires, so they are naturally defensive and hostile to those who don't know them.

In addition, there are many beasts in the forest. People need to fight with people and beasts. In this way, the final result is that you will not stop until you die.

Setting up an enchantment will intensify the suspicion and the struggle will become more intense. People are living in an environment of mutual suspicion. Where will the time come to find a way out and find Huang Yu?In this way, for the person who has set up the enchantment, it is of no harm to him.

Continuing to study, Feng Zijin seemed to have found a way, and the lotus steps moved lightly, all the way unimpeded, but the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant, and it felt like walking in ice and snow.

After walking for a while, the icy cold became worse. Suddenly, a gust of wind came, with autumn leaves in the wind, and attacked Feng Zijin like a sword.

"Girl be careful!" said the magic flute, and at the same time forced a surge of energy into Feng Zijin's body. Feng Zijin knew that the magic flute was protecting her.

Feng Zijin turned over and dodged, and more attacks followed. Feng Zijin was too weak, although she had dodged many times, but in front of the strong, she became extremely embarrassed in no time.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed a few foul words, and a puff of smoke enveloped her, making everything blurred.

Feng Zijin's heart was suddenly filled with excitement, excitement, and inexplicable pain, and some vague phantoms flashed through her mind...

A white forest...

Two white figures leaned against the tree, very intimate.

"Mengmeng, come give me a smile...Mengmeng, don't be shy!" The woman jokingly raised the man's chin, and the man's hand gently stroked the woman's hair, feeling very happy.

Feng Zijin really wanted to see the faces of the two of them, but it became more and more blurred, and she couldn't capture anything about the faces.

But seeing the two of them so affectionate, the corners of her lips curled up inadvertently.

The phantom flickered, changing the scene...

There were many more people around, and it was so crowded that Feng Zijin could vaguely see their expressions, showing disgust and dissatisfaction, but the appearance of men and women was still so vague.

A man in white, facing the eyes of countless people, held a woman in white by the hand, and resolutely swore: "If I am the emperor, she will be the empress!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful, firm and extraordinary. Although the man's face cannot be seen, he can be sure of his determination and unwavering love.

Whose heart is inexplicably excited.

The scene changes again...

This time I can't see anything, it's all billowing white smoke, mixed with shouting, fighting, screaming, pain...

Later, it was the cry of joy from the victor, and the cry of resentment from the loser.A young but deep voice sounded beside her, "Choose!"

"No!" Feng Zijin suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize that her tears were gushing out like pearls.

The dream was shattered, and everything returned to calm, but Feng Zijin was emotional, as if she had lost her mind and went crazy, and her heart ached.

"come out!"

Feng Zijin clenched her fists and shouted, but it only disturbed the birds and the crowd.

(End of this chapter)