This subtle look was not hidden from Gu Fenghua's sight. She slapped her forehead: By the way, this guy is the successor of the Xiaoyao Heavenly King, how could he come to the Xuming Ancient Realm to wander around?
Others don’t know where the demons are hiding, and don’t know how to find a treasure that can deal with the disaster. This guy must have a way!
"Young Master Ning, I think you must know how to find the demon clan and how to find the treasure that meets the disaster, right?" Gu Fenghua said to Ning Yuer with a smile.
"How do you know what I know? I don't know. I don't know anything." Ning Yuer said angrily.
He was bullied by Gu Fenghua like that. It took three days to finish the dark circles. He was so stuffy that he wanted to kill Gu Fenghua with a sword. He wanted him to work hard for her, but he didn't even have a door.
"No, you know, you must know. You are the descendant of King Xiaoyao. You came to participate in the Demonic Demonic Expedition. It is impossible for him to have no advice." Gu Fenghua said affirmatively.
"Is that true? Then I must have forgotten." Ning Yuer said with fearlessness.
It seems that he can't beat Gu Fenghua in this way, but if he refuses to speak, Gu Fenghua has no choice but to do anything to him. Could it be that she dares to kill herself?
"Forget it, that's easy to do. I'll think about it for you." Gu Fenghua showed a meaningful smile.
"You, what are you going to do?" Ning Yuer suddenly felt the hair on her back standing up, and her heart was filled with a chill.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'll just think about it for you." Gu Fenghua said as he raised his soft little hand again, and with his fingers, an exquisite fist appeared in front of Ning Yuer.
I have to admit that Gu Fenghua's fingers are as delicate and tender as white as onions, which looks very beautiful. Even the same beauty as clenched into a fist is as if it is carefully crafted from the best jade, and there is no flaw found.
Ning Yuer suddenly realized a problem: Gu Fenghua didn't dare to kill herself, but she dared to beat her, and it hurts a lot. Anyway, she had already beaten her once, and if she beat her again, I believe it wouldn't be too big.
psychological pressure.
"Don't slap the face, don't slap the face!" Ning Yuer was shocked and squatted to the ground like a conditioned reflex, protecting her head with both hands, and a light of water appeared in her eyes quickly.
Han Xuan's little look was so pitiful to me, and I felt so sad to see him.
There was silence all around, and everyone stared at Ning Yuer blankly.
I remember three days ago, Master Ning was still chanting the word "bloody" in front of them with confidence, and was heartbroken at their timidity, but what about now?
Could this be the bloody nature of Master Ning?
"Did you remember?" Gu Fenghua gently pinched his knuckles and showed a vicious grin.
Yes, in the eyes of others, Miss Gu’s fifth smile at this time was as beautiful as water but not charming, and had a charm that cleanses people’s hearts. But in the eyes of Master Ning, this was a grim smile, extremely cruel.
"Hmph, as the King of King Xiaoyao, I would rather die than bow my knees. Even if you kill me, it would be useless." Seeing the contempt in everyone's eyes, Ning Yuer felt that she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and stood up half straight.
, said with his neck stammering.
"Oh, really?" Gu Fenghua used lightly and a "kick" sound came from his knuckles. His smile became even more ferocious, well... this time it was a real grim smile.