Standing up, Leng Meiying didn't want to continue talking to him. She would have to face those medicine battles tomorrow. She was also feeling a little tired from refining the poison in the past two days. If she didn't take a good rest, something might go wrong in tomorrow's competition.
What to do about the problem?
Just when Leng Meiying was about to leave, she suddenly noticed with sharp eyes that the black smoke like tarsal maggots on Feng Tianche's back became thicker again.
Leng Meiying was very surprised, and then said with some anger: "Didn't I tell you to pay attention to rest? What? Are you fighting with others again? You, when can you calm down a little? You don't know your own physical condition
Huh? If you continue to act unscrupulously like this, you might one day turn into a machine that can only kill..."
Leng Meiying felt a little surprised to say so many words in one breath. Halfway through the scolding, Leng Meiying herself became more awake, and that awkward emotion popped up again in her heart.
"What's going on with me? Why do I feel so angry when I see him not cherishing my body?" Leng Meiying asked herself heavily in her heart, but she didn't get a single response.
She couldn't figure it out, couldn't think clearly, and didn't understand what was happening to her. Could it be that she was under a curse?
Feng Tianche, who was opposite him, also fell into a brief state of consternation. However, after a moment, he reacted and immediately looked at Leng Meiying with an ambiguous look, slightly raising his brows, wanting to laugh but not wanting to.
When he made a sound, he shrugged his shoulders, as if he was feeling a little uncomfortable from holding back.
Seeing that he didn't take her words to heart at all, Leng Meiying was a little worried. Her brows sparkled and she snorted again and again.
"It seems that you won't listen to my advice. Huh, that's right. Who are you? The King of Warcraft with Shenhuang, how can you care about the advice of a little person like me? But in the future, you will be seriously ill.
When the time comes, don’t come to me again!”
After saying that, Leng Meiying turned around and left.
At this time, Feng Tianche laughed and said behind her: "The little sister is angry. The little sister is angry because of her dearest and most handsome brother Tian Che. Haha, although I look so handsome and so...
I am powerful and stalwart, but I am still very happy to have a beauty like my little sister to worry about me, hahaha."
Seeing Feng Tianche's laughter without any sincerity, Leng Meiying snorted again, stopped looking at him, turned around and hurriedly walked into the house.
Feng Tianche was in the courtyard, sitting on a stone chair with a golden sword, and said slightly embarrassed: "Are you really angry?"
With a soft sigh, Feng Tianche stood up and disappeared into the yard in the blink of an eye.
After Feng Tianche and Leng Meiying left, Le Bing, Xi Wuling, and even Van Gogh carefully poked their heads out of the yard.
"Who is this guy? This is the first time that someone dares to speak to the captain like this." Xiwu Ling's heart of gossip was burning, and her face became extremely excited.
Le Bing chuckled and said: "I'm not sure. I met him on the street. He asked me if the captain was back. I said that after he came back, he would follow him to death. Then you saw that he seemed to be following the captain.
Looks very familiar."
Fan Goo looked seriously at Dengzi where Feng Tianche was sitting, frowned and said: "The domineering attitude is exposed!"
