When Changle heard this voice, such an elegant and beautiful voice, couldn't it be that of Feng Fei's overbearing master?
She thought that this master had never taught her anything except curses.
She was so angry that she stamped her feet, splashing a lot of sea water with her feet.
She looked into the space, and saw that damn Feng Fei, currently wearing a gorgeous moonlight white robe, standing leisurely under the laurel tree, looking up at the white clouds in the sky.
His silver hair, bright and straight, hangs down on the back of his head, casually tied with a sky-blue seaband, looking evil and lazy.
Today, he is cleaner and more handsome than before. His beauty is very ethereal, noble and indifferent, as if he is completely incompatible with this world.
It's not that he can't fit into the world, it's that this troubled world is simply not worthy of his noble soul.
But why did his words sound so unpleasant?
"Is this what Master means? You won't help me even in times of crisis! Aren't you afraid that your disciple will die unexpectedly!"
Changle snorted softly, really speechless for this handsome man.
If she hadn't been obsessed with appearance and liked to listen to his magnetic voice, she would have ignored him long ago.
"Idiot!" Feng Fei spat softly, his long and narrow eyes swept towards Chang Le with extremely sharp eyes, and his red lips curled up elegantly, "You idiot! How can you ask me to help you if you don't even call me master?"
Feng Fei raised her sharp eyebrows with an arrogant look on her face. The eyebrows were thick and beautiful, as if they had been carefully trimmed. The intoxicating red lips curled up seductively, making Chang Le swallow his saliva.
The handsome man indeed had a lot of electricity. He must have been born to generate electricity. She was so electric that she didn't dare to look directly at him.
"Master! Then tell my disciple what to do. I know that everything depends on myself, but I have just come to this other world and I don't understand anything. I need you to give me some advice, beauty!"
"Oh no, Master, please give me some advice." Chang Le quickly showed a playful smile to Feng Fei, and she knew he would help her.
It turned out that what he cared about was that she didn't call him master, so she quickly added the honorific.
"Naughty!" Feng Fei shook his head helplessly and stood with his hands behind his back. The golden osmanthus on the laurel tree had already matured, and the yellow pistils were floating down like snowflakes, falling on his silver robe.
At this moment, he looked so elegant, calm and peaceful.
He is very beautiful, quiet and indifferent, so beautiful that it is fascinating.
Changle's face turned red instantly. She buried her head and stared at the beautiful five-color fragrance in front of her. She wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it, so she had to listen to her master.
Feng Fei's beautiful starry eyes were as calm and indifferent as an ancient well. He thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and said to Chang Le: "Idiot, use your blood on it. You have forgotten that you can now hunt high-level plants."
Is it done?”
After Feng Fei finished speaking, her white teeth revealed a doting smile, and her tone was extremely doting.
Hearing his word "idiot", Chang Le suddenly thought of Chu Wuyou. He would always affectionately call her "little idiot". Now, she missed him again.
It turned out that this was the reason. Changle nodded quickly and said to Fengfei: "Master is so kind. My disciple, thank you for your teaching. You will always be my good master!"
Feng Fei shook his head helplessly, with three black lines appearing on his forehead. This little girl was good at asking for trouble, and she looked cold just now.
In the blink of an eye, his appearance changed, which really made him wonder if his eyesight was blurry.