It seems that this guy did kick the iron plate at Fang Xiyan, and he was already out of confidence. He actually came to ask a turtle man for advice, although his method of asking for advice was a bit special.
She originally had no good feelings for Feng Xiaoxun, but every time she saw him, she wanted to beat him hard and vent her anger to take revenge. At this moment, she felt that this guy was a little pitiful.
He turned his head and chuckled, "Master, it seems that this guy has suffered a lot and has really hit the nail on the head!"
Di Shiyin was next to her, gently embracing Feng Qingyu's slender waist, and glanced at Feng Xiaoxun, and a hint of pity flashed slightly in his eyes: "Well, the iron plate he kicked seemed to be better than I did back then.
He is still hard, and he has begun to seek medical treatment in a hurry."
Feng Qingyu glanced at him: "I was not a bad plate back then. You have always been trying to mess with me, but I haven't messed with you..."
Di Shiyin sighed in her ear: "Sometimes it is very tiring to toss a piece of unconscious wood, even more tiring than that piece of wood..." He also confessed his love in secret many times back then, but this girl just recognized her.
Sang He was too late to be enlightened, and he hated him so much that he was itchy.
Feng Qingyu looked at him with a smile: "You said I am wood?"
The smile was a little chilly, and Di Shiyin's heart sank slightly, fearing that the girl would make another trick of pretending to be a wood at night, which was extremely boring. He immediately changed his words in a good manner: "My Qingyu is a phoenix, how can it be possible?
Is it wood?"
He knew what he knew! Feng Qingyu pursed his lips with satisfaction and turned his head to continue watching the show.
The two of them were invisible there, and they used the skill of transmitting sounds and secrets to talk, so the people below naturally did not notice it.
The Lao Ai naturally didn't notice it. He didn't seem to expect that Feng Xiaoxun would ask such a question and said juicyly: "What... what exorcist? A man or a woman?"
Feng Xiaoxun snorted: "Of course it's a girl, I don't like men! I said, how can I win her favor?"
Lao Ai was stunned again, looked at Feng Xiaoxun up and down, and couldn't figure out that such a stunning character could not catch up with women, and said juicyly: "She - what kind of temperament is she? Are you quite masculine?
"Girls who can be exorcists should be more masculine, right?
Feng Xiaoxun raised his eyebrows: "Nonsense! She is not masculine, I don't like a man!"
Lao Ai smiled bitterly. Most of the men in this world don’t like men, except for those who are weaker.
"Then--who is that girl?"
Feng Xiaoxun pondered for a moment: "She is more straightforward, straightforward and kind, independent, curious, and loves to cry... No, she doesn't like to cry very much now..."