Chapter 44

When people basically all gathered in front of her, Feng Xingying opened his mouth.

"One pill of xisui pill, only for sale."

"What do you want, girl?" There was a response immediately.

"A person, my servant girl, her name is Yun Xiang." Feng Xingying knows that Feng Yuelu is well prepared. Can't she seal Xingying?

"Is there a picture?"

"Yes." Feng Xingying takes out the picture she has already prepared. She uses simple strokes to show the appearance and charm of rutin.

Looking at the simple smile on the face of the painting, it seems that Yun Xiang is shouting "Miss". Feng Xingying is a heartache.

Although Yun Xiang was an orphan she picked up from the roadside when she was a child, she was loyal all the time. She suffered a lot with the original owner who had no ability, and was often bullied by other maidservants in the family.

But she never blamed Feng Xingying. After Feng Xingying disappeared, in addition to her grandmother who went out to work, only Yun Xiang was worried about her.

In the moment of being held by rue, Feng Xingying's cold heart has recognized her, her relatives, not her servants.

Not to mention a pill of marrow washing, even if all her pills are taken out for the life of rutin, Feng Xingying is willing to.

Feng Xingying is very accurate in controlling people's heart. A pill of marrow washing pill is enough to make a small adventure group work for her.

She didn't know that Yuelu's power could beat an adventure group.

Who knows, after the portrait of rutin unfolds, these adventurers seem to have seen a ghost and actually shake their heads and leave one by one.

In front of Feng Xingying, there was only a piece of wooden card, which was empty for a moment?

Feng Xingying's eyes narrowed.

It seems that this time, she underestimated the means of Feng Yuelu.

What kind of support can she find?

I'm afraid it's not a simple force that can make adventurers fear. At least Nangong Chu, the prince of Dali, can't do it.

Feng Xingying is not anxious, just quietly continue to wait.

Since Feng Yuelu left a book to invite each other, it is bound to appear.

"Pa pa pa."

The people who should have come, at last.

He was sitting in a wheelchair in red, with long hair drooping down and beautiful facial features. His lips were slightly upward with a few threads of enchanting charm, and his face was even more beautiful than Feng Xingying.

The only thing that doesn't match his temperament is the snow-white fat cat in his arms. Thanks to Feng Xingying's medical skill, he recognized that it was a cat.

The cat is fat to a certain extent. It is bigger than ordinary leopards. It is snow-white and curls up on the legs of a man in red. It looks like a big pillow.

Behind him, pushing the wheelchair, impressively, is a face of color on the dew.

Feng Yuelu didn't wear a veil. Her face, which was destroyed by Feng Xingying, has completely recovered.

She must not have Feng Xingying's medical skill. The only explanation is Tianjing Yurong pill!

The man looked up and down at Feng Xingying, his eyes full of killing intention.

Feng Xingying also looks at him, but he is remembering in his mind. Why does this person look so familiar?

"Did you destroy lu'er's face?" His voice is very gentle, obviously is to ask, but like a gentle wind.

"So what?" Cover the stars and pick the eyebrows.

"Do you know she's my best friend? Those who dare to touch me, do you know how to die? "

Feng Xingying doesn't answer, but stares at him quietly.

He's very strong, he's very strong, and his prestige among adventurers is obviously very strong.

"Brother Jue, you have to make up your mind for me. Feng Xingying always bullies me in Feng's house because she is beautiful. You see, she whipped me! I'm full of injuries.

If I hadn't met brother Jue, no one would have known that I was killed by her. "

Feng Yuelu's eyes were full of mist. He raised a sleeve and showed half of his arm, showing an exaggerated whiplash.

Feng Xingying shakes his head helplessly, and his acting is too bad.

After so many days, with the constitution of the spirit who sealed the moon dew, the whip was just a skin wound, and it would not leave scars in two days. Can it last till now?

Even if she can't be professional, how hard is it to get a real whip mark?

I used some medicine to make a whip mark You can see it at a glance, OK?

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