Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 119
Gu crossed Erlang's legs and shook his head, "Qingqing, there's nothing wrong with that, Qing'er, you are so serious."

Feng Qing stared at Gu for a while, "Gu, don't make any plans, Hu Liao Qiu will definitely not know."

Gu rolled his eyes boredly, "Well, actually, I also don't think he knows, who knows if that strange father-in-law will tell him, by the way, the Nether Flower that Yuan'er needs is here, do you know?"

"Of course I know, I've already looked for Nether Flowers, let's take a look now." She sat cross-legged, chanted a spell silently, waved her hand a few times, and a lens appeared in midair.

Gu screamed, "Ah, Qing'er, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your magic skills have improved to such an extent that you can actually summon a lens?"

Feng Qing frowned and nodded, "Well, I don't know why, a few days ago, when I was practicing spells, I only felt a few different spells appeared in my mind. My mirror technique may have something to do with the birth of my mysterious body."

Gu nodded, "The lens can see the past and the future, but it improves with the practitioner's skill level. What are you going to do now?"

"Look at the situation of Nether Flower in recent days!"

Feng Qing looked at the lens while talking, and soon, an image appeared in the snow-white lens, and the bone of the Nether Flower was like a bright cinnabar mole.

The screen flashed, and a figure appeared in the lens. He squatted down and looked at the Nether Flower. He seemed to be meditating on something, and a black mist appeared around him.

Looking at the black mist lingering around, the figure stood up, looked around, and left in a hurry.

"This person looks familiar!" Feng Qing murmured.

Gu screamed beside him again, "Qing'er, look at the Nether Flower!"

Following the screams, Feng Qing looked over and saw that the bones of the Nether Flower shook a few times, and slowly split into petals. Although it was still very small, it was already about to bloom.

Whether this person is an enemy or a friend, Feng Qing's eyes darkened.

The black mist lingering on the petals gradually merged into the petals. Looking at this phenomenon, Gu was a little worried, looked at Feng Qing who was showing a puzzled expression, and said, "Qing'er, it seems that someone is following you .”

Feng Qing nodded, should I tell Long Yan about this matter, she was inexplicably surprised, how could she suddenly think of asking him for help, she shook her head, her brain froze, she really couldn't figure out why that person wanted to treat You Ming Hua Let's start, and it will still help the Nether Flower to bloom quickly.

Fortunately, there is a lens, otherwise it will be the best, I don't know how to 'die', and when I remove the lens, Feng Qing still sits cross-legged.

"Qing'er, what are you doing?" An evil voice came.

At this time, Lan Yu, who had disappeared for three days, finally appeared. He gracefully walked in through the window, found a silver-gray cattail fan from nowhere, and looked at Feng Qing with a slightly curved mouth.

"Qing'er, I'm here, why aren't you happy at all?" He blinked and looked at Feng Qing strangely.

Feng Qing glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to meditate. Lan Yu died, and she didn't show up after entering the palace for a few days, which made her quite worried. After a long time, she looked at his clothes and held a The palm-leaf fan, the jewels on that fan dazzled her eyes, and she knew that she had done a good job just by looking at it.

Lan Yu was not surprised by Feng Qing's cold face, poured a cup of tea, looked at her with interest, and then looked at Gu who was lying in mid-air.

Gu was trembling, looked away, but saw Lan Yu staring straight at Feng Qing, not looking at himself, he patted his chest, dodged, and hid in the space, the idea he came up with just now must be He heard it, otherwise, the look in his eyes seemed to eat him.

Lan Yu's eyes flickered slightly, obviously seeing that Feng Qing was angry with her, it wasn't that he didn't tell her his current identity, it's just that it was too late, if she knew, the relationship between the two would be noticed by others, It would bring her danger. He missed her so much tonight that he came here only after hiding his body.

Feng Qing ignored himself like this, and his heart seemed a little hurt, he blinked, "Qing'er, what do you think of my cattail fan, it looks really good, give it to you, don't be angry."

Sighing, he had to sit still until Feng Qing finished meditating.

"You still see that I'm angry?" Feng Qing opened her eyes and stared at him, with a dissatisfied look on her angry little face.

Lan Yu moved a bit, and approached Feng Qing, "I know you are angry, so I gave you this cattail fan. Here, here it is!"

Feng Qing squinted at him, and distractedly looked at the palm-leaf fan in his hand, she would not bend over for a palm-leaf fan, but then she thought, since it was given to her, she didn't want it for nothing.

"Okay, then I'll accept it." Feng Qing stroked the cattail fan thoughtfully.

"Qing'er, I want to ask you something?" Lan Yu asked when she saw that Feng Qing had regained her senses.

Feng Qing got off the bed, sat at the table, reached out to pour tea, but was snatched by Lan Yu, who smiled flatteringly at her.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing picked up Lan Yu's poured tea and took a sip, then glanced at him.

Lan Yu knocked on the table, looked at Feng Qing, "Have you seen the Nether Flower?"

Feng Qing was stunned, how could he know, "Yes."

"Don't touch that thing, it's not a good thing, you should know." Lan Yu had a bad feeling when he saw the Nether Flower planted in the open space next to the dining room.

Yuan'er was injured and needed Nether Flower. Although it is a kind of poisonous flower, it can fight poison with poison and repair the injured heart. Not just for that drop of water.

Feng Qing frowned, "I already knew that Yuan'er is my good sister, how could I abandon her!"

Lan Yu came back to her senses and sighed, "Qing'er, I know you've always felt sorry for Yuan'er, but I believe Yuan'er never thought about it that way at all, you're just worrying too much, Qing'er, be obedient, You Minghua, you Don't plant it anymore, I already know you..." He stepped forward to hold her hand, looked at the wound on it, and rubbed her fingertips with some distress.

Planting Nether Flower must be fed with his own blood, Lan Yu held her hand tightly.

Feng Qing took a glance, withdrew her hand, and looked straight at Lan Yu, "I know Yuan'er won't blame me, but she is my good sister, even if it's not for me, I will let her take care of herself." Alive. I just lost some blood, nothing serious!"

She smiled at Lan Yu.

Lan Yu's pretty brows knit together, and he murmured, "I'm sorry, Qing'er, everything is my fault." He sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)