Martial Inverse

Four hundred and seventieth chapters not surnamed wind

Chapter 471

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Chapter 471

These two beautiful women are Qingwu's personal maids, and they are very clear about Xiao Qingmeng's terrible physique.

It took Qingwu and several elders of the Shadow Demon Sect to attack together, and it took several hours before it was suppressed and fell silent. But this time, Xiao Qingmeng activated the Supreme Poison Body, It only took a few breaths before it returned to silence!

If they hadn't felt that terrifying fluctuation, they would even feel that nothing had happened at all.

Who is he? !

The terrifying degree of toxicity was incomparable even in the heavenly ranks, but it was suppressed by this man in rough clothes and a slovenly appearance with one hand.

How on earth did he do it? !

The two beautiful women were so shocked that they couldn't believe that this seemingly ordinary scruffy man actually possessed such great abilities.

Heavenly pharmacist?

They would scoff at it, because Qingwu is a heaven-ranked poison master, moreover, a heaven-rank poison master with many special skills!

The more they thought about it, the more they compared it, the more they felt that this sloppy guy was not simple.

Thinking that they had shot at him before, they couldn't help but shudder. It seemed that Xiao Qingmeng saved one of them.

Offending such powerful people, what awaits them is death!

"Uncle, are you Meng'er's relative?"

After confirming that Feng Hao was fine, Xiao Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head, doubts flickered in her bright eyes, and asked in a childish voice.

"Dear ones?"

Feng Hao's heart was shocked, and he squatted down, looking at this little man dressed in pink and jade, he also had an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, "Your name is Meng'er?"

"Um."

Xiao Qingmeng nodded obediently, her big eyes flickered, and she scanned Feng Hao's face, seeming a little puzzled.

"Hehe, so cute."

Stretching out his hand, Feng Hao gently scratched Xiao Qingmeng's nose, his eyes flashed, and he asked, "Menger's surname is Feng?"

"no."

Xiao Qingmeng shook her head, "Menger's surname is not Feng."

"Isn't your surname Feng?"

Looking at Xiao Qingmeng's crystal-clear eyes, Feng Hao felt a little lost in his heart, and doubted, "Could it be that my sense is wrong?"

He originally thought that the little girl in front of him would be from the Feng family, but now it seems that she is not.

He didn't understand, since he was not from the Feng family, where did that special feeling of blood connection come from?

"Uncle, uncle!"

Seeing Feng Hao was in a daze all the time, the little ones held his arm and kept shaking it, "Meng'er is going shopping, can uncle play with Meng'er?"

"Um!"

Feng Hao nodded with a smile, and agreed without hesitation. He also forgot about going to gamble on Shifang.

Along the way, Xiao Qingmeng took Feng Hao's palm and ran here and there, looking this way, looking there, one big and one small, having a great time playing, leaving the little girl with a clear smile along the way Voice.

Looking at Xiao Qingmeng of Zhile who was teased by Feng Hao, the two beautiful women had mixed emotions. Under Feng Hao's pressure, they did not dare to go forward, and one of the women did not go forward until the sky was getting dark.

"Miss, it's time to go home, or Madam will be angry."

"go home?"

Xiao Qingmeng was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up, she realized that the sky was already dark. She seemed to have thought of something, and she stuck out her pink tongue cutely, "It's over, it's over, I promise mother that I will only play for an hour..."

"Ha ha."

Seeing the cute performance of the little girl, Feng Hao chuckled, and his voice made him look a bit simple and honest, "Meng'er, then go back."

"But...But Meng'er is reluctant to part with Uncle..."

Xiao Qingmeng lowered her head, her bright eyes seemed a little dim.

"Hehe, little fool, it's fine to come out and play with uncle tomorrow."

reach out,

Gently stroking the top of Xiao Qingmeng's head, Feng Hao comforted softly, "Uncle lives in Tianxiang Inn, Room 516, I will remember to come to see Uncle tomorrow, and Uncle will take you to a fun place to play."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Xiao Qingmeng's eyes lit up, and she looked at Feng Hao in surprise.

"Of course, what uncle said is true!"

Feng Hao immediately swore to promise, let Xiao Qingmeng scream and dance around him, seeing the little girl so happy, Feng Hao was also very happy in his heart.

"call!..."

Looking at Xiao Qingmeng going away, Feng Hao let out a long breath, his eyes were full of confusion.

Even he himself didn't know why he would be sad when he saw Xiao Qingmeng sad, and he would be happy when he saw her happy. He never knew that there was such a person in this world who was connected with him by blood and could affect him. Emotional one exists.

"What's going on? Since you're not from the Feng family, why are you still connected by blood? Is it an illusion? What is the vortex in her body?"

Questions came to mind one by one, making Feng Hao even more confused.

One is only a little girl about two or three years old, there is such a terrible thing in her body, once it erupts in an all-round way, it will definitely be a devastating disaster!

Thinking about it, he frowned, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. If it erupted in an all-round way, he was afraid that the heavy medicine he had left behind would not be able to suppress it. At that time, maybe, the little girl would be backlashed to death!

"Master, that person is of the same blood as the master."

The milky voice sounded directly in Feng Hao's mind.

The one who transmits the sound is naturally a little black dragon with a drop of Feng Hao's blood. It is very familiar with Feng Hao's blood. Even if Feng Hao changes his appearance at this time, it can recognize it directly.

"Have the same blood?"

Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment, Xiao Qingmeng obviously said that her surname was not Feng?

"Well, it's almost 90% similar to your master's blood, so it should be your master's descendant?"

The little black dragon passed it on by himself.

"Er...descendant?"

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched fiercely, and at the same time, a feeling of absurdity rose in his heart.

I didn't marry Qiong Ling'er and Wan Xin at all, so how could I have a daughter?

Suddenly, a charming figure flashed in his mind.

Qing Wu, suspected to be a senior member of the Shadow Demon Cult, was also the only one who misfired with his spear.

"No way?"

Feng Hao's heart was shocked, he thought of a word, poison!

That's right, the little girl named Meng'er has a peerless poisonous body, and those two beautiful women seem to be poison masters as well, and there are various signs that they should have a relationship with the Shadow Demon Cult.

And the attitudes of the two girls towards Meng'er showed that this little girl's status in the Shadow Demon Cult should also be quite high.

"Is that you?"

At this time, the three of them had disappeared, Feng Hao sighed softly, and could only wait until Xiaomeng'er came to him tomorrow to ask if her surname was Qing. If so, then he was almost sure that Xiaomeng'er The son should be his own daughter. ~

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