"Wipe your saliva off and don't forget that you're a little she-cat!"

Feng Qi suddenly had black lines on his head and protested: "Grandma, can you not appear so quietly?" Shocking! ”

The old woman raised her eyebrows lightly, and said in a weird manner: "What, disturbing you to see a beautiful man?" ”

"Grandma! How can I have! ”

Feng Qi's mouth pursed.

The old woman immediately walked over, lowered her eyes, glanced at the sleeping Si Chen casually, and said, "It's really weird and good-looking, no wonder it can hook your soul away." ”

In the eyes of the weasel, as early as thirteen years ago, the soul of the civet cat had been hooked up by Si Chen.

That's why she said this to Feng Qi.

But Feng Qi was not really hooked away from his soul.

She just looked at the beautiful man, and she didn't mix personal emotions at all.

Look at beautiful men and don't break the law, and you don't need to be responsible, why not!

At this moment, the thin lips of the beautiful man on the bed moved slightly, as if he was talking in a dream.

Feng Qi hurriedly put his ear close to Si Chen's mouth, and vaguely heard him say, "Dragon...... Veins...... Dragon...... Pulse ......"

Feng Qi frowned and repeated, "Dragon vein? ”

The old woman came to her with a cane, and naturally listened to all the words in her ears, and couldn't help sneering: "Ho, do you still want to find the dragon vein with this little ability?" It's really overwhelming! ”

Feng Qi immediately turned her eyes to look at the old woman, and asked suspiciously, "Grandma, where is the dragon vein?" ”

The old woman glanced at Feng Qi, naturally knowing her purpose in asking this question, but she didn't break it.

Then he said in a mysterious way: "Everything in the world depends on chance, where is it, who will find it, who can say for sure?" ”

It was obvious that her grandmother was reluctant to talk to her about the dragon vein, so Feng Qi was also interested in not continuing the topic.

I was about to ask my grandmother when Si Chen's fever would subside, but a painful roar suddenly came from the bed.

"Ahh

Feng Qi looked at Si Chen suddenly, and saw that he was in a coma with a painful expression, his whole body was tense, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and cold sweat broke out.

"Grandma, what's wrong with him?"

The old woman didn't immediately respond to Feng Qi's question, and a pair of amber pupils stared at Si Chen deadly.

After observing Si Chen for a while, he came to the bedside, and immediately picked up his hand and broke his clenched fingers.

On the palm of his hand, a black spot appeared, like ink seeping out from under his skin.

The surprise in the old woman's eyes was fleeting.

Suddenly, he lightly tapped his index finger on Si Chen's palm, and the black spot was immediately suppressed, becoming lighter and fainter, and finally disappeared.

Without the dark spots, Si Chen, who was still in pain, gradually regained his calm.

Feng Qi witnessed this process and couldn't help asking, "What is this?" ”

"Poison gas."

Feng Qi wanted to speak again, but the old woman spoke one step ahead of her: "It's not early, you rest early." ”

When the words fell, the old woman turned and left the hut.

Feng Qi looked at the back of the old woman leaving, and then looked at Si Chen, whose face returned to calm, and finally, his eyes fell on his hand.

Feng Qi involuntarily shook Si Chen's hand and looked at it carefully.

The black spot on his hand was gone.

But Fengqi thought back to Fang Cai's situation, but felt that grandma was strange, could it be that the black spot was not as simple as poisonous gas?

If it wasn't poison gas, what would it be?

Just thinking about it, Feng Qi's hand was suddenly held hard.