"Huh."

Feng Tiange thought for a while, came up with a good point to retaliate, went in and brought out a lot of pens, and called Zhen'er, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to write something on that section." ”

Zhen Er came out, looked at the prince lying on the ground tremblingly, and threw herself to the ground for the five bodies that her young lady admired, even the prince dared to fight, and she also looked like this, she was really too strong, and she was a little worried about not doing anything, after all, the prince looked very miserable now, there were several footprints on his clothes, and he glanced at Feng Tiange very worriedly.

Feng Tiange knew what she was worried about, and said impatiently, "Don't worry, this guy is so high in cultivation that he can't die, now you tell me what those people wrote in the night market." ”

Although I don't know why Miss is asking this at this time, Zhen Er still replied very obediently, "The main thing is to write about lovesickness, mountain alliances and sea oaths and the like." ”

Feng Tiange was angry, this thing was simply chicken ribs for herself, she wanted to write it, but who to write it to, thought for a while, and waved her hand, "No matter, let this prince have a begging festival in advance today, and I will write it." ”

He took the pen, raised Murong Fu's arm, revealing a whiteness that made him a little envious, and took a sip, Bai is so white, it just happened to be used for writing today.

Zhen Er saw her movements, guessed what she wanted to do, and couldn't help but say, "Miss, you don't want to ......." She didn't dare to say anything later, for fear that this wall had ears, and it would be terrible if people knew about it.

Feng Tiange turned around, booed her, smiled, picked up the pen, and began to write according to Murong Fu's arm, "You can't be too presumptuous, sooner or later you will be punished." "Write a line on the left and right, I wanted to write something vicious, but I couldn't find any cruel words after searching my intestines, so I had to give up.

"Smack."

Clapping his hands, Feng Tiange looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and couldn't stop nodding frequently, as if he was admiring some proud work, Murong Fu was lying on the ground, unable to speak, but he knew Feng Tiange's small actions, and surprisingly he didn't feel angry, but a little cooperative, and didn't say a word.

After the trick was over, Feng Tiange also felt that it was time to detoxify this person, and if he really died, he would play Dafa, and beckoned Zhen'er to carry him in together.

Same as last time, this time it was the same detoxification method, Feng Tiange was familiar with the road, and the poisonous juice was slowly discharged, but he didn't expect it to be more than he imagined, which made Feng Tiange feel a little strange, and he also helped him detoxify it several times, and the secret poison was still very powerful.

Feng Tiange didn't dare to slack off, he shot with all his might, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, Zhen Er hurriedly wiped her, and with the removal of the venom bit by bit, Murong Fu's face slowly improved, gradually becoming rosy, and his breathing was much more stable.

Feng Tiange knew that most of the venom was about to be discharged, and luck forced out a part of it, and it was estimated that there was almost a little left to be discharged, so he picked a moment, collected the work, and left the rest in his body.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Feng Tiange opened her eyes, and the detoxification of this poison made her tired.

It's not too early to toss this trip.

Zhen Er saw that Feng Tiange had finished spitting, and she wanted to talk on the side, and walked over again. Feng Tiange looked strange, what happened to this girl, like an ant on a hot pot, she couldn't give up, and asked curiously.

"What's wrong with you, I'm all spent."

Zhen Er looked at her, looked at the sky outside, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. Feng Tiange looked confused, and thought that she was worried that the prince would wake up and find trouble for herself, so she comforted her, "It's okay, the prince is not alive and well, I did everything to beat him, and he can't do anything with me." ”

When Zhen'er heard her say this, her face became even more difficult to look at, and she didn't leave, she sat there angrily, hesitated for a while, and replied shyly, "Miss, it's dark now." ”

Feng Tiange looked at the sky suspiciously, it was dark, was there anything wrong, and suddenly patted his head, with a suddenly realized expression, Zhen Er was overjoyed, but what Feng Tiange said, she was directly stunned, like a frosted eggplant,

"Eat, I'm not hungry."

Zhen Er was desperate, I don't know if Miss did it deliberately or really didn't know, sitting there alone, looking at her with tears in her eyes, Feng Tiange was a little confused now, I really don't know what is wrong with this girl.

Seeing that she really didn't know, Zhen Er mustered up the courage and said, "Miss, today is the Begging Festival, and now it's dark......" Feng Tiange realized what this girl was doing just now. Looking outside, there was a figure waiting there in the distance for a long time.

Pursing his lips and smiling, Feng Tiange quipped, "Go ahead, let's go, I'm having a good time today, and it's time for the festival," Zhen Er got the order, and after thanking her, the girl ran away.

"Yes, you're celebrating the holidays today, and if you beat me to death, you'll remember how you were a widow at this time of year."

Feng Tiange looked at Zhen Er's back with a smile, and there was a voice behind her that she hated very much, her face immediately collapsed, she turned around, and looked at Murong Fu who should have been lying on the bed viciously, at this time he was already much better, and now he can do it, seeing Feng Tiange looking at himself unkindly, Murong Fu smiled faintly.

"Ge'er, am I wrong? You're going to beat me to death, you're a widow. ”

"Desolate, if you die, I will have to be widowed for you," Feng Tiange was very disapproving, what did he do if he died.

Murong Fu stretched his waist, felt a lot better, stood up, walked on the ground, looked outside, and could still see the lights in the distance from a distance, and intermittent noises came from time to time. Looking at Feng Tiange from behind, seeing that she still didn't want to ignore herself, she smiled faintly, walked over and said softly, "Ge'er, you are so heavy today, I still have pain here?" ”

"Hmm......"

Feng Tiange hit a spirit, and immediately jumped away, goosebumps came out on his body, and he was chilled, he only fought with himself today, and now he came to talk again, this feeling made him crazy too much, and he couldn't wait to fight with him again, although he couldn't beat it. Holding his hands on his chest, he said in disgust.

"Don't come here, just say where you are."

"Okay, I'm not coming." Murong Fu raised his hand to signal that he would not come, and stood there and said casually.

"I mean, should we hang out together, it seems like it's fun out there."