Chapter Twenty-Eight: Good Sister

"Is my sister talking to me? I also listen to other people. Feng Zhirou said softly.

"Oh, who are you listening to?" Feng Zhijing asked with interest.

Feng Zhirou felt that Feng Zhijing had changed. Before, whatever she said was what she was. Feng Zhijing never dared to refute. Always whispered in front of her, timid as a mouse, and didn't even dare to speak loudly. It's not as good as a slave.

But Feng Zhijing in front of her was questioning in a cold voice, pressing step by step. There is no trace of panic, let alone timidity. Her appearance made Feng Zhirou puzzled.

"What do you mean, sister, don't you believe my sister?" said he asked pitifully.

Then his eyes were red, as if tears could fall at any moment. Originally, Feng Zhirou was beautiful, but now she looks pitiful. Soon attracted everyone's dissatisfaction with Feng Zhijing.

What did you shit do to Miss Zhirou. You don't want to seduce men, and now you dare to question Miss Zhirou, what are you?

Miss Zhirou who lost money also came out to relieve you, but you still licked your face and said Miss Zhirou. What did I do. Don't you know yourself? What a shameless villain.

It's just that our Miss Zhirou is too kind. will be bullied by this waste.

Look at the scolding around you. Feng Zhirou was happy in her heart, but she deliberately said with tears in her eyes: "It's all my fault, it must be my answer that makes my sister dissatisfied." That's why it's like this, sister, don't be angry with me, okay? It's all my fault. Tears are like beads with broken threads, flowing downward. It seems that Feng Zhijing bullied her.

Feng Zhijing began to admire Feng Zhirou. Not only is her acting skills good, but her IQ is also very high. It seems to be ordinary words, but it can push people into the abyss. The original owner is her opponent!

Feng Zhijing didn't speak, just looked at her motionlessly.

Feng Zhirou's back was cold, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

It was as if her dark eyes could penetrate everything, see her disguise so clearly, that she had nowhere to hide.

"Second sister, don't cry anymore, my sister is not angry with you. Your crying sister is distressed. My sister is most afraid of your tears. When you cry, my sister's heart is broken. Saying that, Feng Zhijing's tears also flowed out. It seems that she really feels sorry for her sister.

My sister just wanted to ask who said I had a sweetheart. My sister is afraid that you will be deceived, you are too simple. Too kind.

If my sister has a sweetheart, I will definitely tell my sister first. What is the relationship between our sisters.

In fact, my sister went to the Warcraft Forest these days. I said it because I was afraid that you would be worried. Isn't it your birthday in a few days?My sister wants to give you a gift, but my sister doesn't have any gifts that I can handle, and my sister heard that there are many good medicinal herbs in the Warcraft Forest. Aren't you a pill pharmacist? My sister was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't tell you, it's all my sister's fault. Saying that, Feng Zhijing cried again.

Feng Zhirou was stunned by Feng Zhijing's words. Feng Zhirou wanted to interject several times but couldn't. Feng Zhirou really wanted to cry this time.

looked at Feng Zhijing, who couldn't stop crying. caught Feng Zhirou off guard and didn't know what to do?

Feng Zhijing cried and grabbed Feng Zhirou's little hand, it was all bad for her sister. Makes you worried. You see if you're scared by me. I was afraid of you like this, so I didn't tell you. Feng Zhijing's face was as soft as Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhirou wanted to withdraw her hand. But no matter how hard she tried, it didn't work. Feng Zhijing's hand was like an iron lock that locked her hand tightly, making her unable to move.

Isn't Feng Zhijing a waste? Can she cultivate? Thinking of this, Feng Zhirou couldn't help but chuckle in her heart. But that's not right! Even if she can cultivate. It is impossible to surpass her, she has been cultivating hard for almost ten years.

What kind of means did Feng Zhijing use to make her hand unable to play. You must know that you are a second-level spirit master.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Feng Zhirou walked out of her thoughts. Looking at Feng Zhijing's concerned gaze, Feng Zhirou made up her mind.

"I'm okay? I'm just worried about my sister. It's not that my sister can't cultivate. Also go to the Warcraft Forest. How dangerous it is! If you have anything, how can I explain it to my father!" Feng Zhirou said worriedly.

"It's okay, didn't I come back safely?

As he spoke, he took out a dozen beads of medicinal herbs from the space ring. Handed it to Feng Zhirou, my sister knew that this gift was not very good, but my sister had tried her best, and I hoped that my sister would not dislike it. After speaking, Feng Zhijing smiled at Feng Zhirou embarrassedly.

Feng Zhirou looked at the medicinal herbs in her hand. Although the level is not high, it is also intermediate. It can't be picked up outside the Warcraft Forest at all, unless you really enter the Warcraft Forest.

Come to think of it. The corners of Feng Zhirou's mouth couldn't help twitching. Could it be that this waste really went to the Warcraft Forest. Others don't know, she is clear, Feng Zhijing has nothing from the medicinal materials there. Feng Zhirou's brain flashed, and she came up with a good idea.