The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 451 Cut off Nangong Yan

The pink petals seem to be falling from the sky, and the calm mirror-like lake ripples in circles.

There is no poisonous miasma here, but the aura of heaven and earth is several times thicker than normal. It seems that the aura of heaven and earth lost in the dark swamp has been concentrated here, and the air is exceptionally fresh.

What a place!

Whether it is cultivation or living, it is very suitable.

Feng Zhuo couldn't help sighing.

She raised her eyes and looked into the distance.

Because of their intrusion, the fierce battle stopped.

Feng Zhuo looked from left to right, his eyes widened suddenly.

Her abnormality attracted Xing Yufan's attention. Xing Yufan followed her gaze, licked her lower lip, and smiled slightly: "Young master has a good eye. This man is definitely a top-notch ingredient. Frying, stir-frying, boiling, etc. are all suitable! However, why does he keep looking at you instead of looking at that alluring miasma across the way? Could it be a broken sleeve? If this is the case, the thing between his legs will be a little dirty, If the washing is not clean, you can only cut it off, otherwise it will affect the taste of the food."

Feng Zhuo: ...

She really wanted to know how much shadow Nangong Yan felt when she heard these words.

"That little brother, you can't do anything to him now! The slave family has taken a fancy to him, and they want to keep him here to spend a few days with the slave family. When the slave family gets tired of it, I can do whatever I want with him, but ..." Miasma smiled, and said with winking eyes, "The little brother will stay here to serve the slave family for a few days, and the slave family will hand him over to you!"

Miasma covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, and at the same time her eyes fell on Feng Zhuo, her expression turned cold instantly: "Where did you come from, you have the guts to intrude into the slave's territory, go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, Miasma came in front of Feng Zhuo, and clawed at Feng Zhuo's face with his hands.

But someone was faster than her.

"boom"

Nangong Yan stood in front of Feng Zhuo, kicked Miasma into the air, and then rushed up to fight Miasma together.

What kind of speed is this!
Feng Zhuo was speechless!

Miasma flashed in front of her from thousands of miles away, but she didn't react at all, and was rescued by Nangong Yan.

And now, she couldn't see clearly the battle between Nangong Yan and Miasma.

You can only vaguely see their fighting figures moving around, and even leave behind afterimages because of their high speed.

What made her feel even more strange was that she couldn't feel the slightest shock of spiritual power in such a powerful duel between masters.

When the level surpasses Ziling, the color of the spiritual power will also change, and she will be even more unable to judge their level.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhuo suddenly became alarmed.

She always wanted to estimate Xing Yufan's strength for the sake of Nangong Yan.

Now that she hasn't made a firm estimate, does Xing Yufan see Nangong Yan's strength in his eyes?

How is this possible?

Feng Zhuo thought for a while, and said: "Xing Yufan, why can't I feel their spiritual power release? It looks like two ordinary people fighting."

"I don't know how many years that miasma has been raised here. I didn't expect that it has been promoted to a divine beast and has cultivated a human form. Its strength may be above the heavens. And the strength of that delicious food should be above miasma. Your strength It’s so different from them, their methods of manipulating spiritual power are so miraculous that they didn’t let a trace of spiritual power leak out, so naturally you won’t be able to detect it.”

(End of this chapter)