Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 165: Self-inflicted No. 3 Type One: Fury

　　 Feng Xingying and Qin Molin are just like this. Two men in men's clothes sit ambiguously on the back of Moyu Lion King, and draw a fiery red trace from the sky.

　　Feng Xingying hasn't figured out the situation yet, Qin Molin has left her behind and turned away.

　　 Like he came here inexplicably, he walked away inexplicably.

　　 Feng Xingying has no time to think about whether she is showing her feet, because the situation in front of her really does not allow her to think about it.

　　 When she arrived, the little Aziz was burning her spiritual power in despair, and her whole person turned into a small fireball, rushing forward reads; desperately.

　　 Directly in front of Azi, a man and a woman looked at the thin girl with a mocking expression just like watching a clown.

　　 In their eyes, Azi is just a little psychic. Even if the fire of life is burned out and his life is lost, what can they do?

　　 Really, Yuanjia has a narrow road.

　　 These two are so familiar to her, too familiar.

　　 Isn't the man who swayed the feather fan and pretended to be 13, who thinks he is handsome and who fascinates all living beings, is not her good cousin Feng Renjian?

　　 Next to him was a girl in pink, with a duck-egg face, who was charming and charming.

　　 is another acquaintance, Gu Dandan, disciple of Shendangu!

　　 These two, a great spiritualist and a spiritualist, how old are these two, bullying a ten-year-old girl?

　　Feng Xingying can't stand it anymore!

　　 The sunny face belonging to Ye Xing appeared in front of Azi.

　　 Ke Azi’s mood is obviously very unstable, she just struggled for a while, the flame on her body did not disappear, and her mouth still made a crazy sound:

　　 "I want to die with you, everyone die together."

　　 Such despair shouldn't appear on a little girl.

　　 Feng Xingying stretched out her hands, ignoring the flames on Wei Lanzi's body, and wanted to hold her in her arms.

　　While holding Ah Zi, two cute flame **** appeared on Feng Xingying's body, swallowing the fiery flames of Wei Lanzi's body.

　　 Wei Lanzi raised her head guiltily, and met Feng Xingying's sunny smile.

　　"Brother Ye Xing." Azi finally cried out aggrievedly: "Why didn't you hide, if you burn you..."

　　 "I believe you." There is only a warm smile on Feng Xingying's face, which can melt all the cold and darkness.

　　Feng Xingying never thought that he could perform the Nuan Nan so perfectly.

　　 Even Qin Molin, who was not far away, was so fascinated by her brilliant smile that she couldn't move her eyes.

　　 "Don't cry, tell brother, what happened, okay?" Feng Xingying's voice has a magnetic warmth, and has the ability to iron people's hearts.

　　 "Okay." Azi glanced angrily at Feng Renjian and Gu Dandan not far away, preparing to speak.

　　 Gu Dandan couldn't help but step forward: "This young man, don't be fooled by this little girl, her uncle is poisoned, she is already crazy, and a lunatic can't do it accurately." /

　　 "Humph." Feng Xingying snorted coldly, and the powerful momentum pressed it over, causing Gu Dandan to shudder.

　　 As early as when Feng Xingying had only the strength of a spiritualist, he was able to forge the powerful aura of a spiritual master.

　　 Now she is a spiritualist, enough to forge the mighty aura of a mysterious spiritualist, not to mention his indescribable costume, which adds a bit of mystery to her.

　　 Otherwise, Feng Renjian would not just wait and see, do nothing, or speak.

　　 Gu Dandan was pressured by Feng Xingying's momentum, but he was obedient, his eyes waved like water, and his voice was soft: "I don't know what the son is called?"

　　"Ye Xing." Feng Xingying's aura converged, restoring the gentleness and elegance of Master Pian Pian.