Chapter Forty-Nine: The Way of Asking for Help
Feng Qingling vomited very unkindly, after Qing Miao fainted.
This king, the eh~ long is too inconsiderate, right?
Feng Qingling didn't want to complain about him, but with his face covered with abscesses, blood-red eyes and disgusting black and yellow teeth, the stench that could be imagined without getting closer, Ren Feng Qingling's nerves couldn't stand it no matter how big his nerves were.
The calmest is Long Xiangyu, who has always been a little clean. Qing Miao was protected by him in his arms steadily, Feng Qingling held his shoulder with one hand, and even the bile was about to come out behind him.
The king on the high platform didn't seem to expect so many people to dare to express their disgust for him in front of him so boldly, and his expression immediately became hideous, well, even if his expression was hideous, what could he do? When he wasn't angry, it was already very hideous, so, to be honest, his angry expression didn't have much effect. It will only make Feng Qingling feel even more disgusting.
After Feng Qingling finally spit out all the little things she ate at night, she stood up straight with her shoulders on Long Xiangyu's shoulder, burying her whole face on Long Xiangyu's left shoulder and reluctant to raise her head, but she would never miss the opportunity to say if she was hurtful: "If I knew what this cargo looked like, I would never come with you!
"Feng Qingling, you are looking for !! death"
A cold palm wind slashed over like a knife, Long Xiangyu responded calmly, turned around, stopped Feng Qingling's waist and dodged.
Feng Qingling is not a master to be messed with, but he is afraid that he will not be able to stand it for a while, so he is still unwilling to look at the dignity of the king, turns his back, gritted his teeth and said: "Is this your combat strategy? You don't plan to disgust us to death directly, right? Haha, you are a little invincible, my fox king? Aren't you fox people the most beautiful? Since you are a monster, why don't you make yourself more beautiful?" Or is this your primordial god, you are trapped by something more powerful than you, so you can only show people with such a disgusting face?" she said smoothly, and she didn't even swallow her saliva, but her body instinctively kept hiding behind Long Xiangyu, and it was obvious that she clearly knew that she was not the opponent of the disgusting king on the stage.
She really didn't know what she thought at the beginning, if she knew that this monster looked so disgusting, she shouldn't have begged the Emperor to let Long Xiangyu come over to deal with such a thing. Is this what is called self-inflicted iniquity?
Is it any wonder that so many immortals are helpless when they descend from heaven?
Feng Qingling's words obviously hit Fox Qianqiu's pain, and a black liquid inexplicably flowed out of his blood-red eyes, and a foul smell came to his face.
Feng Qingling hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, but it was too late, and the stench instantly drifted through their bodies, overflowing the entire space.
Feng Qingling covered her mouth and nose and shouted vaguely: "Fox Qianqiu, if you stop your stupid behavior now, I will promise to help you with this!!"
Sure enough, after a few moments, the stench cleared, and the air, although still cloudy, was much better. However, Feng Qingling, who calmed down, found that Long Xiangyu was stunned and did not react at all. It can't be that it doesn't have a sense of smell, does it?
"How do you know I'm asking you for help?"
"There are many ways to kill people, but you chose to disgust me with this method! Obviously, you know, I can't stand the smell the most. This is also the reason why I have to take the flower fairy Qingmiao. Since you don't want to kill me, and driving me crazy doesn't do you any good, then, there is only one possibility, you have to ask me. Feng Qingling smiled faintly, his eyes full of narrowness, "But it's a pity, your way of asking for people is too special, I can't accept it." ”