The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 508 Turn Your Elbow Out
Public toilet?

This word is very weird, but many people present instantly understood its deeper meaning.

Want to go up?

Isn't that the prostitute who is ridden by thousands of people?

There were laughing sounds all around.

Feng Yunshang's body froze, and her face turned red and white in an instant. Amidst the laughter, her blank head regained some thoughts, and the next moment she became angry, "Untouchable, you dare to tease me, you deserve death!" !"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and patted Feng Zhuo's head.

But before touching the edge of Feng Zhuo's clothes, he was kicked and flew into the air.

"Your Highness Twelve!" Feng Yunshang fell heavily on the ground, looked back at the person who shot at her, and shouted at the top of her lungs, tears of grievance falling straight down.

No matter how partial you are, you still have to think about your identity!
You are the lord of the Qiankun Hall of the Twelfth Hall of the Soul Clan, and you turn your elbows out again and again, can you feel at ease?
"Take her to replace Chang'er's pill!" Xing Yufan ignored her call, with a wave of his sleeve, he retracted the rope tied around Master Mei's wrist, and sent him to Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo walked back with Master Mei.

She didn't thank Xing Yufan.

Because she didn't owe Xing Yufan anything.

Regardless of whether he made a move or not, she took this opportunity to bring Master Mei back.

Otherwise, Master Mei would be the cannon fodder at the front, and Mr. Leng would watch from behind, and his heart would be broken.

She held Master Mei's hand, Master Mei instinctively wanted to struggle, but after touching her palm, he became quiet, just looked at Feng Zhuo's profile, thoughtfully.

Feng Zhuo did not return Master Mei to Elder Leng, but used the cover of his sleeves to directly cast the supernatural power.

Master Mei suffered more injuries than Elder Leng. One of the natal beasts died, and half of the beast spirit withered. That's why the realm regressed so quickly.

Feng Zhuo inquired about the supernatural energy stored in the tower of the gods, and felt that there was still a surplus, so he began to heal Master Mei's injuries without hesitation.

Seeing Feng Zhuo's appearance, Nangong Yan knew what she was doing.

Feng Zhuo didn't need to signal, he started to cooperate.

"I want to check the formation, so please don't bother me! Otherwise, you will be at your own risk!" Nangong Yan said, then sat cross-legged and fell into meditation. It really looked like an ordinary formation master looking for an exit.

The people present fell silent.

Feng Zhuo had a reason not to move, and began to concentrate on restoring Master Mei's beast spirit.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and some people's patience was quickly exhausted.

"Nangong Yan, will you break the formation? If not, return our elixir!" Feng Yunshang yelled first.

This is where her grievances are the greatest.

It's a pity that her yelling did not attract the echo of others.

"Zhou Wei, does it take so long to investigate the formation?" Zhou Zhidao asked the senior formation master following him.

The man named Zhou Wei fell into deep thought, and after thinking for a while, he said, "My lord, it doesn't take so long for advanced formations, but this phantom formation is a master level, I can't be sure."

"It's definitely not necessary!" Bai Ningchang said at this time.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he immediately held his head high and started what he thought was a profound analysis.

When he finished his eloquent analysis and everyone was in a fog, Feng Zhuo happened to wake up.

(End of this chapter)