The blood collapsed.
collapsed.
Already...
Chi Qian's voice echoed throughout the grass, attracting the gardener who was pruning the leaves to look over. The patrolling security guard stopped, and the maid who was passing by carrying something turned her head.
"Little miss, are you okay?" the gardener wearing a straw hat asked loudly while sitting on a high stool.
A security guard a few streets away: "Miss, are you okay?"
Maids: "Little miss, are you okay?"
Chi Qian cleared her throat and replied in an American high-pitched voice: "I'm fine! I'm bleeding profusely~ It's not me! You're all scared!"
Gardener & Security Guard: "Who is that person?"
Maids: "Who is who~~"
Chi Qian: "It's our friends~Brother Cloak~"
Everyone chorused: "Oh eh oh~ oh eh oh~!"
Feng Yao, surrounded by male and female soprano choirs: "..."
Dog-headed Soybean: "Hahahahaha! Boss, your girlfriend... Chi Qian is really interesting! No one who has been with her for a long time is sane!"
Feng Yao: "..." He didn't understand, he just felt it was noisy.
Butler Nan and the dog-headed yellow bean hero see the same thing.
I vaguely remember that before Chi Qian came to this home, the gardener was taciturn, the maid was quiet, the security guard was steady, and the chef was silent.
After she comes...
The chef asked the little lady every day if she was back, and made new dishes for her to taste, either stewed meat with cola or fried milk cubes and other strange things.
The gardener didn't care about roses, orchids, tulips, and focused on planting sunflowers, because Chi Qian liked to eat melon seeds.
Sometimes the quiet maid would be cleaning the corridor, and she would suddenly say "Hanbagui, I love you hehehehehehehehe".
Butler Nan passed by several times and was forced to leave by them.
Butler Nan thought to himself that maybe he was the only one who still adhered to the bottom line of a normal person.
No, there is a very normal one right in front of me.
Feng Yao waved his sleeves, and the blood on the grass disappeared.
However, his abdomen was still bleeding from Kuku, but he seemed to be unconscious, standing there motionless, only frowning when he saw the bandage was stained with blood.
Chi Qian: "Brother Cloak, your blood is bleeding so violently, isn't it uncomfortable?"
Dog-headed Soybean: Hold it, I have to hold it.
Feng Yao pulled out the dagger inserted in the wound with an indifferent expression, "It's a small injury."
Chi Qian looked at the horrific bloody wound on his abdomen, "Oh, it's just another fatal injury."
I don’t quite understand these guys who don’t value life.
She turned around and ran back into the house. When she came out, she held something in her arms and placed it at Feng Yao's feet.
Feng Yao lowered his eyes and saw it was a bowl.
Chi Qian: "You've already lost blood. Why don't you take a bowl to catch it? If you lose too much blood, I'll give it back to you based on this point."
Feng Yao: "..."
The dog-headed soybean's mouth trembled: Hold it! Can't laugh!
Chi Qian pushed the bowl forward and said, "You have to be so careless about this blood, otherwise you would have donated garlic. I can also get two taels of brown sugar, and I can soak it in water for you to drink to cure the hemorrhage. I would also like to drink it if possible." One bite."
Dog-headed Soybean: “Pfft——!”
It can't help it!
Sooner or later it will die laughing here!
As expected, the dog-headed soybean rose into the sky again, side by side with the sun.
Only this time its pronunciation is "Hahahahahaha".
Feng Yao couldn't bear it anymore and frowned at Chi Qian, "Little brat, you are very annoying."
Chi Qian immediately became unhappy, "Who are you calling a brat? Do you know how old I am? I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you. I'm older than your shoe size!"
Feng Yao: "Arrogant."
Chi Qian: "Arrogant!"
Feng Yao: "Topsy-turvy."
Chi Qian: "Smelly bastard!"
"...Is this an idiom?"
"It's four words, why isn't it an idiom? Who stipulated it?"
Feng Yao was speechless and added to his impression of her: her cultural literacy was extremely low.
There is no way this guy is his daughter.
After being treated like this by Chi Qian, Feng Yao had no intention of dying. He waved his hand to let the wound heal. The smell of blood on his body disappeared instantly and the bandage was clean.
Chi Qian looked so envious. If she could use this trick, she wouldn't even have to work hard to clean herself up.
Damn it, he did it again.
At this time, Chi Qian saw something fall off his body, "You dropped your mirror."
Stretch out the bandage on the cuffs and pick up the simple and unique looking mirror.
Chi Qian: "I didn't expect you to be quite narcissistic. You carry a small mirror with you so that you can appreciate your handsomeness at all times, right?"
Feng Yao was about to put the mirror away, but when he heard this, his eyes twitched and he threw the mirror to her.
"This is no ordinary mirror."
"Then this is Pu Xin's mirror?" Chi Qian caught the mirror, but found that he couldn't be reflected in it, "What's going on? I'm not in the mirror."
Feng Yao: "This is a magic mirror. It requires a specific password to open. No one has been able to penetrate it for hundreds of years..."
Before he finished speaking, Chi Qian looked into the mirror and asked, "Mirror, Mirror, please tell me who is the toughest person in the world!"
The surface of the magic mirror rippled across the water, and then an ethereal voice appeared: "Of course it's you, dear master."
Feng Yao:?
How did you do it?
Chi Qian asked excitedly: "Is this true? Then can I live a long life?!"
Magic Mirror: "Of course not, my master."
Chi Qian: "...That's not what you just said!"
Magic Mirror: "A hard life does not mean a long life, dear master."
Chi Qian felt that this thing was not very reliable, so he changed the question: "Then do I have a chance to become rich overnight by buying lottery tickets this week?"
"This is basically impossible, dear master."
"Then tell me how to live a long life."
Magic Mirror: "This week's lottery special prize number is 031625..."
Feng Yao next to him: "..."
The dog-headed soybean rolled back and muttered in a low voice: "Others are fighting to get the magic mirror and are killing each other. They just want to know the secrets of cultivation and the whereabouts of the treasures in the secret realm, so as to satisfy their endless greed."
"Boss, she is different from those people."
Feng Yao: "Do you want to listen to what she is reading?"
The dog-headed Huangdou leaned over and listened. Good guy, Chi Qian has memorized the lottery numbers over and over again.
The boss's daughter is actually a little money addict.
The dog-headed yellow beans don’t even know how to make up for her.
Chi Qian wrote down the number and returned the magic mirror to Feng Yao.
Feng Yao's eyes were slightly stunned, and he took it hesitantly, and found that she was not returning it pretendingly, but rather like a playful child who lost interest in such things after her curiosity was satisfied.
He did not greedily take it for himself, nor did he ask for anything in the magic mirror.
When you’ve had enough fun, stop playing.
That's all.
Chi Qian didn't notice Feng Yao's unpredictable eyes. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Magic Mirror say to Feng Yao in the same tone as before:
"The magic mirror knows everything and knows everything. Dear master, what do you want to ask?"
Chi Qian:?
The owner of this thing is still a second-hand type? ?
