The group pet villain is three years old

Chapter 343

Nan Xiyin finished cursing in one breath, shook her little head, stretched her face in displeasure, and went towards Lingyuan naively.

It's better to be a pretty little brother, I don't think she's fat.

Nan Xiyin looked down at her chubby body while walking.

It is true that she can no longer eat and drink, and if she grows up like this, she will still be a special agent, and the salted fish will think she can't dry it.

Feng Lan's eyebrows twitched, she turned her head and asked Dugu Xiaoming: "What does unforgiveness have to do with Lord Yan?"

Why didn't she understand what Nan Xiyin meant?

Could it be that she is not only strong, but also able to communicate with yin and yang?
Dugu Xiaoming held back the laughter, and patiently said to Feng Lan: "Forgive the person who called her little fat man is the business of Lord Yan, so her task is to send that person to see Lord Yan, understand?"

If someone else asked Dugu Xiaoming, he would definitely not be able to help laughing, how many years old stalking, old net Yiyun, she would be ashamed to use it to fool the ancients.

Feng Lan: "..."

understood!

Really ruthless.

It seems that the word "fat" is her inverse scale, and she really deserves to be the daughter of Nanmocheng, who speaks of killing and stealing with so much connotation.

Lingyuan doesn't need Dugu Xiaoming's explanation, he understands it in seconds.

Looking at her swollen little face and her frowning brows, he wanted to help her calm down.

Lingyuan really did that, bent down to hug Nan Xiyin, pinched her bun face with her fair and slender fingers, and stroked her forehead.

With a gentle smile, "Don't be angry, brother hugs you, our princess is not fat at all, isn't it cuter if she is fat?"

Nan Xiyin: "..."

Is there such comfort?

There is no gap between the upper and lower sentences, so it is so self-contradictory.

She wanted to die, to kill even more, and to lose weight.

But she needs to grow her body, which is the same contradiction as Lingyuan.

Dugu Xiaoming held back his laughter, leaned over secretly, and asked in a low voice, "What did you find just now?"

what?
This…………

Feng Lan is here, and she doesn't know if it's appropriate to say it.

Taking a sneak peek at Feng Lan's expression, Nan Xiyin thinks it's better to talk about it later!

Feng Lan looked ahead, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see Nan Xiyin's actions in full view.

It seems that the problem is not small. She doesn't want to know, and she won't ask.

What does Duan Qing's life and death have to do with her?

But…………

When Duan Qing died suddenly, the person standing on the top of the mountain, drenched in heavy rain and blown by cold wind all night was himself.

When Duan Qing was buried, the only one who got drunk like mud was himself.

The one who ran wildly in the heavy snow, froze three horses to death, and rushed to the imperial mausoleum frantically was himself.

Feng Lan closed her eyes, trying to calm her heart down.

The figures of Chu Xing and Duan Qing were no longer visible, and Feng Lan opened her eyes after a quarter of an hour.

She didn't look directly at Nan Xiyin, her eyes were still looking forward, with empty sadness.

Feng Lan never thought that she would see Duan Qing again in this life.

If there is, it is also in hell.

"Speak!"

There's nothing you can't listen to, she's already died once, hasn't she!

Nan Xiyin frowned, with a mature expression on her small face, a little dignified.

It's really hard for her to say anything about other people's private affairs.

Taking other people's feelings into consideration was something she had never done in her previous life, except for Nan Wanyan.

People in this world have become smaller, and compassion has begun to overflow.

"Hey, it's what you want to hear!"

"Yes." Feng Lan nodded solemnly.

Nan Xiyin glanced at Dugu Xiaoming, she didn't know why she asked for Dugu Xiaoming's opinion, she just glanced instinctively.

Feng Lan is very strong, Dugu Xiaoming has heard of her a long time ago, and nodded slightly.

"Duan Qing has no pulse and is a living dead person. I don't know why this is the case. She should have died a long time ago. The ebony wood and datura in her body are very poisonous, so she shouldn't be alive."

Feng Lan's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and then returned to normal in an instant.

There was still no expression on her face, as if she really didn't care about Duan Qing's life or death.

After listening to Nan Xiyin's heavy words, she just nodded her head, "Yes."

As if it was someone else's story and had nothing to do with her.

"Let's get some food first, and we will have the strength to go on the road when we are full. We can't be stuck here all the time, we always have to go out."

"Okay." Nan Xiyin agreed. She thought that no one could cook, but she forgot about Dugu Xiaoming.

It is impossible for a fast traveler who has traversed countless worlds to not know how to cook.

"Xiao Ming, why don't you go cook?" Nan Xiyin ordered arrogantly.

Dugu Xiaoming turned his head to look at Nan Xiyin, pointed to his forehead, "Me?"

Are you kidding me?
He is the most powerful faction in Jianghu, the dignified head of the Life and Death Sect, and he actually wants him to serve them as a chef.

Nan Xiyin saw Dugu Xiaoming's thoughts, cast a contemptuous look, and said in a stern voice: "Put away your damn sense of superiority, you're almost starving to death, if you have the ability, go to hell to show off to Lord Yama."

Dugu Xiaoming: "..."

He was speechless.

He is babbling all day long, and every word he utters hits the nail on the head.

"alright."

Dugu Xiaoming reluctantly agreed and went to the kitchen.

Nan Xiyin took the initiative to hold Feng Lan's hand, "Aunt Feng, let's go see Master!"

Nan Xiyin used Chu Xing as a shield.

If she said to go to see Duan Qing, Feng Lan would definitely disagree.

The relationship between the mother and daughter is like this, and it is absolutely impossible.

Feng Lan really didn't want to go, but she reluctantly nodded when she heard that Nan Xiyin was talking about Chu Xing.

But Feng Lan has a problem that is still unclear.

"Xiyin, do you know medical skills?"

It still looks inscrutable.

But how is it possible?She is only three years old.

what?
This…………

Nan Xiyin knew they would ask, and she had already thought of a reason.

"My brother told me, my brother said he couldn't hear Duan Qing's heartbeat, and the smell of blackwood and datura, my brother smelled it."

Lingyuan is really an innate strange person, and along the way, they have also seen Lingyuan's grotesque and omnipotent abilities.

but………

Feng Lan turned her head and looked at Ling Yuan carefully, "Your nose is alright?"

Lingyuan twitched the corners of her lips, her beautiful eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.

When things happen, she knows to use him as a shield. There are so many secrets in her body, but she is never willing to tell him.

What else can Ling Yuan say?I can only follow her!

"All right."

It's been a month, and his nose has indeed recovered, but he still doesn't have the ability to smell the toxins and medicine smell hidden in his body.

As for the heartbeat and pulse, that is even more impossible, just listening to the sound of breathing is almost the same.

Ling Yuan admitted it, Feng Lan didn't say anything!
Dugu Xiaoming was busy in the kitchen by himself.

The three of them followed Chu Xing's direction to find them.

After all, Duan Qing has lived here for so long, even if he doesn't know the way out, he is still familiar with it.

(End of this chapter)