Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie's heart was so happy that he flew.

If he hadn't been worried that he was not someone else's opponent, he would probably have slapped his face and laughed wildly.

"I'm afraid Junior Brother Feng still doesn't know what path I'm practicing?" Mo Qianyan raised his eyelids and said carelessly.

Feng Wuxie secretly wondered in his heart, aren’t they all practicing immortals? What’s the difference between what kind of Tao is there?

"What does senior brother mean?"

Although he refused instinctively, Feng Wuxie still asked honestly, but he didn't understand. He was so panicked!

At this time, Mo Qianyan had already put on the red dress silently, but the quilt wrapped around her body was still not taken away.

He swept the curious Feng Wuxie's mouth silently and evilly curled up.

"I'm practicing the joyful way." After uttering this sentence in an understatement, Mo Qianyan smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

Feng Wuxie was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he was a little unresponsive.

But when he met the cold gaze again, a fog suddenly appeared in his heart!

Say happy?

Isn’t this just saying that he is paranoid and desirous?

I also said happily, I like peat!

hypocrite!

Feng Wuxie was almost angry, but due to the huge difference in strength between us and the other party, we suffered a lot today.

When his Japanese honorable cultivation level is restored, he will be a sinister and will be crawled to the deity!

But the most important thing now is to protect the girl first.

Just Su Yixian, Feng Wuxie is sure that as long as Mo Qianyan has a look, the little girl can lie down on the spot and be bullied!

When Feng Wuxie thought of Su Yixian, he felt that his heart was cold. No matter whether he made it clear or implied, it was useless.

The other party always threw his sincerity on the ground and trampled hard, not trampling to death or raising his feet!

He once thought that he was not charming enough, but later he realized that he was just a face-controller at all.

And he is the kind of pure-looking dog whom he only looks down on. If he doesn't want to give him a few sincere hearts, he just wants it.

He also called it: His appearance is only suitable for appreciation, not for blasphemy.

Therefore, it is better to keep a distance because distance creates beauty!

If it weren't for knowing that she only looked at people and faces, Feng Wuxie would have almost believed her evil!

After going around in circles, it turned out that he had long been attracted by the face in front of him, so he was not even qualified to be a spare tire.

But the most charming thing is often the most dangerous. Don’t that girl know?

If she really wanted to follow Mo Qianyan, she wouldn't even have bone residue left if she was eaten by someone in the future.

Besides, this ancestor is still a cultivator, and he is paranoid and he still values ​​desire. Can that little dog control it?

Feng Wuxie felt that he was really worried about this!

"This is really unexpected, but even if the senior brother practiced Happy, he still needs to be controlled now. After all, this poison has penetrated into the heart meridians, so I should find a way to remove it first." Feng Wuxie analyzed with concern again.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianyan raised her eyelids carelessly, trying to see how sincere he said this.

However, Feng Wuxie's eyes were covered up with sincerity, which made people not only see any other thoughts.

But who is Mo Qianyan?

How could he be deceived by Feng Wuxie's little trick? Although he knew it clearly, he decided to play with him and let him despair when he was completely trapped.

That must feel very interesting!

"What does junior brother mean?" Mo Qianyan pretended not to understand what Feng Wuxie meant.

He just wanted Feng Wuxie to climb along his pole, not to listen to him.

"For the sake of your senior brother's health, I think we should first find a way to remove the poison from your body. In that way, I don't have to worry about my junior brother next time we compete, right?"

Feng Wuxie analyzed it seriously that the sincerity shown by his every word and action is unquestionable, provided that if the last sentence can be ignored.

Before he could imagine the murderous aura, Feng Wuxie became more and more bold. He looked at Mo Qianyan who was still silent, and then he came over again excitedly, intending to continue to analyze in detail.

However, the moment he approached the bed, a black shadow attacked again. Feng Wuxie was stunned and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and then he was still one step slower.

After a muffled groan, Feng Wuxie covered his cheeks again, but this time he changed his face.

The spirit of Zuan who resisted the crazy roar in his heart, Feng Wuxie was so frustrated that he wanted to cry. He didn’t slap people in the face. This is common sense, ancestors!

Feng Wuxie, who was slapped twice in a row, had to pick up another pillow on the ground and retreat back.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!

"Try getting closer!" Mo Qianyan said with a tight expression and pursed her lips.

Seeing this, Feng Wuxie had to raise the pillow in his arms with a desire to survive and said, "Aren't I afraid that my senior brother will feel uncomfortable like this?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianyan's face turned dark.

He glanced at him with great disgust and signaled him to continue talking before!

But Feng Wuxie knew in his heart that his previous ones were just making mistakes. At this time, he asked him to come up with a plan to detoxify. How could he do this at this time?

Besides, he didn't give him a chance to get closer. How could he identify the specific situation of the poison in detail if he didn't get closer?

Isn’t this a good cook who can’t cook without rice?

Even if he wants to come up with a plan, he must at least take his pulse, or study his body to see what characteristics this poison is.

He can't do anything, he is not a god, how can he come up with a plan?

"Senior brother, why don't you let me get close to me? How can I study this poison? Even if I have a way, would you dare to use it as an experiment for me if you are unclear?" Feng Wuxie said helplessly.

Especially now it was getting late. Is this senior brother planning to let him hit the floor? This is his room.

"Then there is no need to solve it!" Mo Qianyan glanced at him and directly lifted the quilt.

Feng Wuxie was shocked and subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but the next second he discovered that at some point, the senior brother had already been dressed neatly, with a trace of spring and light not exposed.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the quick reaction, I almost got beaten up again!

However, Feng Wuxie's reaction fell into Mo Qianyan's eyes, which made him slightly unhappy, especially Feng Wuxi's self-deception of covering his face, was purely to perfunctory him.

Thinking of the clothes that were stripped off before, Mo Qianyan's face turned dark again. It seemed that she would have found a reasonable excuse to kill him.

Save the trouble!
Chapter completed!