As the second senior brother of the Cangling faction, Leng Fengqing is the disciple of the previous head of the Ning Guangjun, and he is also the eldest son of the Lin Chuan Leng clan.

He followed his master to practice in the Ningguang Temple, rarely had contact with people, and was not good at socializing. In the eyes of others, he is a silent kaolin flower. But in fact, he didn't know how to communicate with others.

This incident happened suddenly, and the senior brother had something to do. Master thought that although he had good talent and good cultivation, he lacked actual combat. This time, there were frequent changes in the Heavenly Street in the barren land of the southwest, and there were many low-level demon beasts in Tianjie Mountain, so the master sued the master and sent him down the mountain to practice.

Uncle Master wanted to send another disciple to accompany him, but Leng Fengqing was used to being alone and had one more person, but he didn't know how to get along, so he politely declined the other party's kindness.

It's just that he didn't expect that the plague pig devoured the thousand-year-old demon fruit, and its spiritual power increased greatly, and the ordinary demon binding array actually failed to trap it, and there was a mistake, and it also implicated ordinary people.

As a disciple of the Cangling Sect, he naturally would not let go.

So, as soon as he returned to Su Wuyao's house, he opened his mouth to treat the other party.

But Su Wuyao was stunned: What? Is she sick? Why don't you feel it at all? Could it be that this is the disease of the sex? She is clearly a woman, but in the eyes of others, she sees a male body. Could it be that this is a disease?

Thinking of this, Su Wuyao hurriedly stretched out his hand, leaned closer, and asked, "Are you sure you can cure it?" ”

Although the Cangling Sect is famous for its swordsmanship, Ningguang Jun is the divine doctor of the entire Lingying Continent, and as his successor, there is naturally no need to say much about his medical skills.

Leng Fengqing nodded: "My master is a divine doctor. ”

He was about to reach out to the pulse, but Su Wuyao pulled his hand back.

Leng Feng was puzzled and looked at her suspiciously.

That's right, that's the kind of look! What should I do if I can't extricate myself from myself and can't hold on to myself?

Su Wuyao looked back at him intoxicated, and deliberately teased: "What about you?" Are you also a miracle healer? ”

"I ......" Leng Fengqing blushed slightly, even though his medical skills are not bad, he naturally can't be compared with his master. As a disciple, how can you have such an arrogant behavior? He bowed his head slightly, embarrassed.

It's spicy, it's spicy! The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, which is not as shy as the lotus!

Su Wuyao only felt his heartbeat racing, and reached out to caress it: I confirmed the eyes, it was a heartbeat feeling! A pure little milk dog, fascinated her, what should I do?

Seeing her raise her hand to touch her chest, Leng Fengqing said worriedly: "Sick again?" ”

Oops, how did he know he was sick again?

Su Wuyao nodded shyly: Yes, yes, who can not get sick if you are so good-looking?

After getting confirmation, Leng Fengqing was anxious, and it was important to save people. He grabbed Su Wuyao's claws and took her pulse seriously.

So handsome! What to do, it seems to take the opportunity to pounce!

Su Wuyao stared intently at the person in front of him, and all kinds of pictures in his mind were wanton.

"Brother Su, I'll give you ......"

A girl's voice rang out, but halfway through the sentence, it broke.

The person who came was stunned at the door, carrying a bamboo basket, looking at the two people in front of the stone table, only giving Su Wuyao a glance, and his eyes were fixed on Leng Fengqing's body.

Su Wuyao heard the prestige in the past, and in her memory she was the little sister next door, Qin Xiao'e, the daughter of the widow of the king next door. It was poverty that held the two families together. The two women of Qin Xiao'e's family are even more sad. Both neighbors and poor people, so they have a good relationship, help each other, and tighten their belts together to get by.

It's just that now, looking at Qin Xiao'e's cold and clear look, Su Wuyao feels uncomfortable: The spring breeze is swaying and the peach blossoms are blooming, this is the rhythm of the love rival going online.