Chapter 731: In my eyes, waste can become a genius

Chapter 731 In my eyes, waste can become a genius
Within the Fengyun House, there are many geniuses. If you don't work hard, you will inevitably be surpassed.
And Zheng Chuchu wasted, half a year's time.
Half a year is enough to make a lot of changes in Fengyun.
These changes were not expected by Zheng Chuchu.
Zheng Chuchu’s fists are dying, and her momentum has gradually climbed.
The tolerance for Moffiffy again and again is only because she does not want to violate the internal requirements of the regulations, but her tolerance, in exchange for only intensified.
Even if it is a clay figurine, there will be a three-point temper!
However, Zheng Chuchu's momentum just spread and began to stop, her eyes filled with joy, staring at the girl from the front.
"Miss!" Mo Feifei also forgot the wind, she did not agree with it, and sneered at the corner of her mouth. "This niece came to us to steal the elixir. I was arrested and asked the lady to dispose of it."
The wind did not pay attention to Mo Feifei, her cold light sweeping toward the disciples who surrounded the Qing spirit, and quickly regained their sight and walked to the side of Qing Ling.
"What happened?"
At the beginning, because Qingling was the person Liu Rong sent to her side, she did not seem to be the same kind of trust in the face of the glaze.
Even if she left the Princess House, she would let the glass stare at Qingling.
Later, she discovered that Qingling did not have much contact with Liu Rong, but she was timid and pure, and Liu Rongfang would send her to the original owner.
Other palace ladies will also advance their words on the original main face. Only the Qing spirit, what the original Lord said when listening to what, can say that she does not have much thought, everything is dominated by the original.
Even if it is a timid Qing spirit, she also participated in the battle of the city in the cloud.
Perhaps at that moment, she completely accepted her.
"Princess," Qingling's little face with aggrieved, pitiful, "The slaves really don't know that the heavenly fruit is theirs, and thought it was possible to eat, the princess, the slave is really not intentional... ..."
The wind is almost the same as understanding what happened, she frowned: "Have you eat the fruit?"
Qingling nodded. "The slaves don't know that they are so poor. If they knew it, they wouldn't eat their heavenly fruit."
"Well," the wind turned slowly, and the line of sight fell on Mo Feifei. "Where did the heavenly fruit tree come from?"
Mo Feifei saw the cold face of the wind, and more smugly glanced at the grievances of the Qing dynasty. When the wind turned to the wind, he only brought a smile, and he said with respect and respect: "Mr. It was the owner who picked it up on the same day."
"Oh, it turns out, you still know that this celestial fruit is taken back by my mother? I thought it was something you planted with your own hands!" The wind is like a faceless expression, and the look is more and more cold.
Mo Feifei’s look was awkward, she hesitated for a moment and continued.
"But this day the spirit is exclusive to the inner disciple, and it was stolen by this little sister..."
The wind screamed like a scream.
Her voice was full of creepy feelings.
"The things in Fengyunfu are taken back by my mother, and naturally they are owned by me. I don't want to eat the fruit of the heavens. Even if she uproots the tree of the fruit, I can see who dares to bully her!"
boom!
At that moment, the girl’s face was overcast and the sky was dark.
(End of this chapter)