The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 447 Bones, rot...

It just so happened that under Xing Yufan's tossing, these people reached their limit one after another, so it was so convenient for her to take care of it.

She walked up to Feng Yunshang and watched indifferently, her demeanor and aptitude, like a fairy in the nine heavens facing a group of ants.

The expression on Feng Yunshang's face froze, she withdrew her disdainful and disgusted expression in the shortest possible time, wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and said on the verge of tears: "My lord, Chang'er only loves you too much, so she will After that kind of thing happened, I couldn't control my emotions. Young master, don't be as knowledgeable as Chang'er!"

"Yeah!" Feng Zhuo agreed, retracted the compelling gaze that fell on her, turned around and returned to a clean place, and settled down cross-legged.

Feng Yunshang~
Just stabbing her to death with a dagger is really too cheap for her.

Let's admire her expression when her bones are rotting away one by one!
This time the rest was quite long, and Xing Yufan didn't set off again until it was dark.

They entered the depths of the dark swamp, and including Feng Zhuo, there were only ten soul clan members left.

Feng Zhuo looked around, the light in the depths of the swamp had been blocked by the poisonous miasma all over the sky, there was almost no place to stay here, it was all connected by large swamps.

In the swamp, the huge beast body that turns over from time to time makes people feel terrified just by looking at it.

There are also those dull animal roars that sound from time to time, even if Feng Zhuo wraps her ears with spiritual power, they can't stop them from colliding with her eardrums.

"Xing Yufan, how old are those sky spirit beasts?" Feng Zhuo couldn't detect their strength, and asked the people beside him.

Xing Yufan's eyelids trembled slightly, and a frightening light shone in his pitch-black eyes, "It's still nearly 5000 years old now, and if you look further in, there should be ten thousand years of heavenly spirit beasts!"

"They don't seem to be afraid of your breath anymore!" Feng Zhuo's eyes were bent into a half-moon shape.

Xing Yufan was always the biggest enemy on this trip, and when she met Nangong Yan, she had to let Nangong Yan know how strong Xing Yufan was.

So, she needs a reference!

"Young master, do you want to test the strength of this palace?" Xing Yufan raised his eyebrows, revealing her intentions.

"Yes!" Feng Zhuo admitted without any psychological burden.

The hearts of Feng Yunshang and others who followed behind were trembling slightly.

This son's courage is really not ordinary, and he dared to test His Highness Twelve.

Feng Yunshang tightly clenched her fists hidden under her sleeves, screaming in her heart, "Slap him to death! Slap him to death!"

However, Xing Yufan smiled, the corners of his mouth curled into a nice arc, and he said, "Then you look after it!"

When passing through a swamp, he raised his hand abruptly, and slapped the huge rolling body below.

"Boom"

A loud sound came.

The aftermath of spiritual power vibrated in all directions, and the silent roars of the beasts obviously paused, and then the roars were a little weaker than before.

And the fierce beast that was photographed created huge waves in the swamp, and as it struggled, stinky blood gushed out like a spring.

Soon, the ferocious beast died, and the body gradually surfaced.

Looking at the huge crocodile below, Feng Zhuo's expression froze there.

"Young master, what is the strength of this palace?" Xing Yufan asked.

"Very strong!" Feng Zhuo praised without concealing it.

Xing Yufan laughed loudly, leading Feng Zhuo forward a little faster.

　PS: Happy weekend!Good night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)