It's just that I can't try it now. She only has poison but no antidote. If this conjecture is false, isn't she dead?
Feng Jing took Dugu Xingye's hand, although she did it unintentionally, but it was a fact that Dugu Xingye saved her, anyway, it would not lose a piece of meat.
...
When Dugu Xingye woke up leisurely the next day, Feng Jing had disappeared without a trace.
Last night, although Dugu Xingye passed out, he was not completely unconscious afterwards.
Just because it was her, there was no resistance.
However, are your fingers intertwined...
Dugu Xingye stared at his hand for a long time, for a long time...
...
The Purple Light Empire, the Wind Palace.
"Miss San, that bitch has been enslaved..." A well-dressed young girl raised her fair little hand and gestured on her slender neck.
The girl's face is beautiful, but at this time, her delicate little face the size of a palm is full of viciousness. This girl is the cuckoo who pushed Feng Jing down the cliff.
"Oh? Did you really solve her?" Feng Zhimiao raised her eyebrows, looking down at Du Juan who was kneeling in front of her, her brows were full of smiles.
Different from Du Juan's delicate appearance, Feng Zhimiao's appearance is more gorgeous. At this time, she is wearing a red floor-length dress.
The already outstanding face, against the backdrop of all kinds of bead hairpins and clothes, shows a luxurious atmosphere. In contrast, Du Juan's clothes are a bit difficult to be elegant.
A trace of jealousy flashed in Du Juan's eyes, these stupid sluts, aren't they just because of their background? How can you compare with her in other respects!
"Yes, Miss San, the slaves pushed her down with her own hands. Down there is the Monster Beast Forest. There is no way that waste material can survive!" Although she complained in her heart, she did not dare to show the slightest on her face. Looking forward to Feng Zhimiao.
"Miss, can you transfer the slaves to serve by your side?" Although this bitch is stupid, staying by her side can contact people at a higher level.
I believe that with her beauty, those noble children will be dazed by her.
"Heh, do you think this young lady will keep your lowly servant who killed the master by her side? Come on, take down this unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! Who gave you such audacity to dare to murder the second of my Fengwang Mansion? Miss!" Feng Zhimiao sneered.
This unfamiliar white-eyed wolf can actually kill Feng Jing, who is not bad for her, without blinking an eye. Who knows if she will also be killed for profit one day? Feng Zhimiao would never leave her hidden dangers.
"This...Miss, didn't you promise me that as long as I can kill Feng Jing, I will let the slaves stay by your side?" Du Juan's face turned pale and he was at a loss.
"You actually dare to slander this young lady. This young lady has no grudges and no grudges against the second sister, and she is also a sister. Why do you want to harm her? It's you, a lowly maid, who dares to sow discord, come and drag her out to this young lady and beat her with a stick. Die!" Feng Zhimiao's face turned into anger, as if Du Juan was really slandering her.
If she didn't know Feng Zhimiao's true face, she might really be deceived.
Feng Jing raised her eyebrows and hid in the dark to enjoy this dog-eat-dog show.
I don't know, what will Feng Zhimiao look like when she appears in front of Feng Zhimiao now?
It's really exciting, but Feng Jing doesn't plan to go out.
Feng Jing touched her chin, and the corners of her lips wickedly twitched. When Feng Zhimiao thought she was dead, she would appear in front of her again. Wouldn't Feng Zhimiao's expression be more interesting?