Chapter 637： Venomous calculation

"Master...what happened to Sister Sister?"

Before the main hall, Chen Qingshan looked at the two figures that were going away, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Based on his understanding of Feng Ruge, he had never seen her shy and curious just now.

Could it be that Senior Sister was moved by the Son of Ling Xiao?

Oh, this is normal.

Young Master Ling Xiao, handsome and unparalleled, his cultivation is even more terrifying and shocking.

Eight hundred disciples of Xianxuanzong, Chen Qingshan has not yet seen a man with a natural rhyme like a young master.

Especially the indifference on the young man, as if it was a kind of contempt for the enemies in the world.

In the words of the elder sister, it is...the wind of pretending to be forceful, always with him.

Although Chen Qingshan doesn't know what this sentence means, he just feels that the son is different from the world and looks invincible.

"Your senior sister, I'm afraid I want to understand."

The expression on Xuyunzi's face remained unchanged, but there was some worry in his eyes.

It stands to reason that the Son of Ling Xiao is indeed a good match.

But, Ruge has a weird temperament and specializes in poisoning. I'm afraid...

Hey, that's all.

No one can say about feelings.

Maybe this saint son is not as pedantic as the people of the saints.

In the mountain behind the seventh peak, in a secluded courtyard.

Ling Xiao looked at the medicine field in front of him with a surprised expression, with a playful look in his eyes.

It is not surprising that most of the plants grown in this medicinal field are rare lingcao lingfu.

However, beside this medicine field, there is a black bamboo, which is drilled with fine holes, and is connected to a mud tank.

The mud tank is full of feet, and there are a few soul fish in it, and a green lotus.

And beside the mud tank, there is also a mulberry tree planted with a crown like an umbrella cover on which is crawling with a silkworm.

Okay, my song.

This arrangement, I haven't watched the Agricultural Channel for five years, and I can't put on such a unique look.

This is going to be a live broadcast, 80% of the fire, and the copywriting is called the little girl’s secluded life to do it yourself!

It's worthy of a traversal template, I think you are good at keeping a house!

I heard that the girl manages the family well, just because I have a boundary, one less nanny?

"The son..."

Feng Ruge looked back, just to see the surprise in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a nice arc.

"Girl Ruge is really ingenious."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, and there seemed to be some complicated and deep meaning between his brows.

A girl of Destiny who doesn't know her own luck and luck, but also understands some routines in the novel. Gou has been in Xianxuanzong for ten years, what does she care about most?

Of course it was his own life.

So, hehe, girl Ruge, if I expose your poison body, would you say you will be incompatible in the world?

But don't be afraid.

I, Ling Xiao, would like to be an enemy to the common people for you!

Give her a good impression, give her excitement, and then drive her to a dead end, and then only need to find a highly anticipated opportunity to let her understand that only in my arms, peace and tranquility!

When the time comes, why won't the arrogant girl tremble?

Do you think you are outside the story, and I am just an ordinary character in this story?

naive!

When you meet me, Feng Ruge is just a second layer of ants.

"The son?"

Feng Ruge's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, especially the look in Ling Xiao's eyes, which made her feel quietly in her heart.

Isn't it a coincidence? Isn't it!

I miss you, you haven't seduce yet, are you hooked?

My **** charm is really my golden finger.

Heavenly Poison Eucharist or something, just to confirm my villain setting!

"Hehe, why don't the girl take off her veil and meet Ling Mou frankly."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if lost, with a little expectation.

But Feng Ruge just chuckled and nodded, raising his hand to take off the tulle from his face, revealing that...the fairy face of the flourishing age.

"The girl is truly stunning in the world."

Ling Xiao sighed, and Feng Ruge replied with a smile in his eyes, "The saint son is truly unparalleled in the world. In my opinion, the saint son who killed Qing Yu just now has the destiny of heaven. In ten years, the Saint State will be headed by the Son."

"ten years?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and sneered in his heart, fellow, you really...look down on me.

If it takes ten years to conquer a sacred state, I am afraid that the readers will punish me without being punishable by heaven.

"Girl Ruge joked. I'm afraid that there is no me today. Then Qing Yu is definitely not a girl's opponent, right?"

Ling Xiao was not joking with this sentence.

Feng Ruge is the third rank of God Hou, and he is also the Holy Poison Body, whose luck is even more terrifying than Qing Yu.

The latter wanted to kill her, it was a foolish dream.

Nowadays, in the world of great controversy, evildoers have appeared in large numbers.

If this Feng Ruge hadn't crossed, the body would be Qing Yu's little green plum, and the person who accompanied him to the top of heaven and earth.

Such a woman has always been much more terrifying than the Son of Destiny.

But unfortunately, her soul pierced here, abruptly changing the emotional line between the two, and only then has today's farce.

However, it was precisely because Feng Ruge thought he understood the plot that Ling Xiao could take advantage of it.

The plot or something is not how the author Gou wants to write.

These are unreliable!

What really determines the fate of a person is of course the value of luck!

Pouch.

"Ok?"

Feng Ruge's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, looking at Ling Xiao's dark and deep eyes.

To be honest, Feng Ruge at this moment has a kind of uneasy being seen through.

But how is it possible?

"The Holy Son is really joking. The little girl is not good at learning skills, has a shallow cultivation base, and only knows some elixir of escape. How is that Qing Yu's opponent?"

Feng Ruge lowered his eyebrows and smiled cleverly, but he was a bit of Xiaojiabiyu's virtuous and docile, but quietly looked at Ling Xiao's eyes, but was full of awe and fascination.

Men, it’s the same everywhere, isn’t it just the feeling of being admired by women?

Of course, this kind of worship cannot be too direct, otherwise it is too cheap.

Be obscure, shy, and careless, so as to arouse his interest!

"The Son is a savior like a song."

"Oh? In that case, girl Ruge, I don't know how to repay me?"

A vague greed flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, instantly making Feng Ruge's face even more embarrassed, but she sneered in her heart, heh, man.

"How does the holy son want to repay Ruge?"

"How about agreeing with your body?"

Ling Xiao looked playful, but Feng Ruge was only stunned for a moment, before covering his mouth and chuckling, "Holy Son, you are joking again."

At this moment, she didn't expect Ling Xiao to be so bold and direct.

After all, this is a fantasy world, in which the majestic enchanting Tianjiao, most of them look hypocritical, chasing a girl, at least three to five hundred chapters, when did Feng Ruge have seen such a direct way.

However, the more so, the more she felt Ling Xiao...weird and interesting.

Inexplicably, Feng Ruge wanted to learn more about the holy son of the holy religion and figure out what secrets he concealed in his body.

"Do you look at me like this, do you seem to be joking?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, and suddenly reached out and touched Feng Ruge's cheek.

"Holy Son! Ah Mai Dai~"

Feng Ruge's face changed, as if panicked as if at a loss, but the corners of her mouth flashed with a sparkle, and then... let Ling Xiao's slender and white palms fall towards her.

Her poison is a taboo.

But now that she has been studying for ten years and doing countless experiments with the monsters in the mountains, she has only gained some insights.

As long as they are suppressed with spiritual power and carefully controlled and measured, the gods will not immediately die.

Regardless of whether Ling Xiao is a destiny or a villain, he only needs to poison him every day, and control his time on the day when the Tianchi contends. At that time...on the battlefield, if he is killed by someone, then everyone will naturally be happy.

After all, if the cause and effect are cut, and enjoy, there is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

However, if Ling Xiao is not dead... then no one will even care that he is not poisoned, anyway, he touched me first!

If it's just that, you have to find another way to cut off this cause and effect.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruge Qiao's face suddenly raised a shy smile.

Son Lingxiao, it's time to eat poison! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.