Chapter 112: The play is good~~

The interaction between Emperor Juechen and his own young lady just now, they can all see it clearly.

Where does that look like you've only seen it once?

When Zilan said this, Feng Chuge couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly......

She was also very surprised, in the end, what was going on with the emperor?

Just as she pondered, footsteps came in from outside.

Zilan and the others all looked up.

"Miss Feng, you're all here......" It was a somewhat delicate voice.

With that voice, a petite voice appeared outside the door.

"Something?" Feng Chuge sat quietly on the side, looked at Murong Qing, and asked casually.

"Miss Feng, you have successfully entered Yuntian Academy, there are many people, Qing'er didn't have time to congratulate you, girl, and now you are here." Between Murong Qing's eyebrows, there was a weak aura, but this weakness was more of a pretentious component.

Feng Chuge looked at her, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

is obviously a vicious woman, but now she is pretending to be so delicate, it is really embarrassing for her!

"You're welcome—" Feng Chuge replied indifferently.

That expressionless look made Murong Qing slightly embarrassed.

After a moment of distraction, she smiled.

"I didn't expect Miss Feng to be so powerful, not only in the high-level Spirit Sect, but also with the most beautiful man in the world, and ...... I look at the King Jin of the Apocalypse before, and it seems that you are quite different from Miss Feng. ”

"......" Feng Chuge didn't answer, just leaned back in the chair, caressing the smooth fur of the meat ball.

And the meat ball was lying in Feng Chuge's arms, staring at Murong Qing with a pair of dark blue eyes.

That's right!

It was this woman who had been looking at her master with a look of envy on the test ground.

That look, I can't wait to eat my own master alive!

Murong Qing expected that Feng Chuge would not give her any face.

However, in order to achieve her goal, she continued to step forward.

"Miss Feng, it's also a kind of fate for us to see each other here......" Murong Qing said as he walked towards Feng Chuge.

Her long sleeves caught her head off guard and flipped the teapot on the table.

In just one moment, the water splashed all over the ground.

Feng Chuge looked at Murong Qing coldly.

As the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do, you can't go to the Three Treasures Palace, Murong Qing suddenly came, it must be a fraud.

But...... She really wanted to see what this Murong Qing wanted to do.

The teapot fell, Feng Chuge did not avoid it, but in an instant, Feng Chuge's entire placket was wet.

"Oh, Miss Feng, I didn't mean to...... I ......" Murong Qing hurriedly cleaned up.

As he spoke, he picked up his handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe it for Feng Chuge.

At that moment, Feng Chuge's expression froze.

This handkerchief ...... Poisonous......

This is a colorless and odorless poison, which is more difficult for people to detect than the previous chemical power.

Maybe ordinary people can't find out, but she's different, she's an intermediate alchemist, what poison hasn't been touched?

Murong Qing seemed to be in a hurry, but he sprinkled a lot of poison on Feng Chuge's body.

Just as Murong Qing continued to "wipe" for Feng Chuge, Feng Chuge's figure suddenly flashed and avoided her.

"Miss Feng......" Murong Qing raised his head and looked at Feng Chuge with some grievances, "Miss Feng, I didn't mean to ......"

Feng Chuge clasped his hands around his chest, raised his eyebrows lightly, stood to the side, and looked at Murong Qing with some playfulness.

"The play is good~~"