Princess Against the World

"It's just a handkerchief, why should Mr. Feng be so persistent..."

Master Mei looked down too slowly and smiled meaningfully.

"Mr. Feng is so nervous, I'm afraid... this is not as simple as a handkerchief, right?"

Ruan Qing's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he suddenly looked at the rubbing.

When Master Mei made a sudden move, she felt something was wrong.

It seems that the handkerchief is absolutely abnormal.

Walking hurriedly, she walked to Feng Chenglin, her eyes burning: "Feng Chenglin, you are from Ling Luoyu, so I don't make it difficult for you... If you let go, we will still be the same as before, and won't hurt half of the peace. ..."

"I'm going, can you guys have a little face!?" Feng Chenglin didn't mean to let go, but he clung to the rubbings tightly: "I said that this is my thing, and you still want to grab it... and it still depends on the number of people. Snatch it! Believe it or not, when the Third Young Master comes back, you will find teeth all over the floor?"

He put both hands together, trying to grasp the rubbing tightly.

Without any hesitation, Ruan Qing suddenly shot his fingers, pinching Feng Chenglin's wrist.

"you guys……"

Feng Chenglin exclaimed, and instinctively stopped.

The queen mother of May gave a strong stop and slid back with the chair.

"Fuck..."

Feng Chenglin seemed to realize that he had let go, and quickly went to catch it again.

"mine……"

But Ruan Qing's fingers flipped again, and Hengkong stopped before Feng Chenglin.

"Get out!"

In line with the principle of requiring a full set of acting, Feng Chenglin yelled angrily: "You just retreat!"

At that moment, the beast-like power exploded symbolically and met Ruan Qing's palm.

"boom!"

The forces of the two sides collided, and Feng Chenglin suddenly brought a chair together, completely turned over one by one, and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

Ruan Qing did not start again, but withdrew a step back and guarded Master Mei.

"Aunt..."

Master Mei didn't have time to manage the battle between Feng Chenglin and Ruan Qing, and his eyes quickly swept back and forth on the rubbings.

Before Feng Chenglin got up, he suddenly stood up: "What is this?"

Feng Chenglin was still half kneeling on the ground, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he patted himself on the body indifferently, and said casually, "Didn't you tell me everything? This is my handkerchief rubbing my nose...I I have really convinced you Jiuhua Taoist Temple, a handkerchief that rubs the nose, you have to grab a big head..."

"Aunt?" Ruan Qing looked at Master Mei thoughtfully, "Is that this?"

Judging from Master Mei's expression, this thing is absolutely unusual.

But December is completely different from what she knows.

Master Mei's breath trembled slightly, and she raised the rubbings, trying to calm her voice: "What about the other rubbings?"

"What rubbing?"

"This is not a finished picture... Obviously there are other things..."

"Mr. Mei, I have already said that this is a handkerchief for rubbing the nose..." Feng Chenglin moved his hands and feet, and responded indifferently: "If you say anything on it, it is also my contempt... "

He suddenly smiled, his face was shamelessly hooligan.

"Mrs. Mei, did you mean that the snot I rubbed... look like a picture? What kind of picture is it? It's not a treasure map, right?"

The three words "treasure map" not only made Master Mei too moved, even Ruan Qing's expression changed drastically, and he quickly took the rubbings to check for himself.

The reaction of the two of them made Feng Chenglin clear, but he continued to pretend to be confused.

"Mrs. May, if you like that kind of picture, it doesn't matter, I can rub my nose for you..."