Godly Empress Doctor

Feng Dance at this moment, holding a bunch of Qionghua in his arms, when he sees people, he asks where His Royal Highness is. Isn't that what Sima Zhao's heart is all about?

Phoenix Dance's stunning face was twisted once, but thinking about her task... how can she explain it?

It's not the first time, let others think what they want. The resurrection of the beautiful master is the first thing in her life.

Just as Phoenix danced everywhere looking for King Linyuan, suddenly, one hand patted her thin, thin shoulder, Phoenix backhand is a shoulder drop!

Fortunately, the other party reacts quickly, otherwise, they will be directly defeated by the phoenix dance.

“Brother Shu Yun Rushu?” The phoenix dance looked back and shouted.

The visitor is indeed Shu Yinru. If he is the fifth in the first place, he took Feng Dance to meet the brother of Qiao Section Leader.

If Shu Yun wasn't alone, he followed three or four people behind him, but he didn't even know the phoenix dance.

“Feng Dance classmate, I have heard of you for a long time, I am Wu Yue. ”

“Zhao Xingzhi. ”

“I'm Ning Yao. ”

“I'm Song Jichen. ”

Phoenix: "… Oh, hello. ”

So who are these brilliant teenagers? Phoenix found their names she hadn't heard of them at all, and it was the first time anyone had seen them.

Shu Yunluo saw Phoenix dance a blind face and laughed: “Feng classmates, they are all the top ten beings in the list of winds and clouds in the first place, the seventh Song Xuechen, the sixth Ning Yao, the fifth district, the fourth Zhao Xingzhi, and the third Wu Yue classmate. ”

Phoenix danced again.

But the truth is...

She didn't read the second grade wind and cloud list, so she wasn't familiar with the names of her people before and after.

Song Jiechen saw the faint expression of the phoenix dance, and his heart suddenly rose a distinct discomfort. After all, the phoenix dance stepped on his head and sat in his former position.

“Feng Dance classmates don't seem to care about us...?” Song Jiechen spoke voluntarily.

Wanhua Jonglin Ben is full of people, and they are still watching the lively teenage girls. The tone of Song Game Chen on this side is slightly incorrect, and people began to gather around.

Besides, Song Game Chen, a group of teenagers from Imperial College, is more extraordinary than a Qingyu Jun Randall, and the appearance of a group, if you don't want to attract people, you already attract attention.

Feng Dance frowned slightly and glanced at Song Game Chen. She didn't want to cause trouble or make enemies for no reason. Therefore, Feng Dance faintly said: “I don't even know you. Why don't you look down on me? And this classmate, you're not angry because I put one down? ”

Song Game Chen instantly became angry when his heart was poked: “You ——”

“Just because you're angry, you take other people and use them as guns, you're so sure they won't get angry because they're being used? ”

Song Jiechen: “You ——”

Phoenix waved: “I'm sorry I don't have time to strangle you here, so please also restrain your resentment and hate me in silence. If you don't like it, just hold it. ”

After that, the phoenix dance waved at Shu Yun and left.

Phoenix dance speech is quick and accurate, the speech is fast, and each word pokes the darkest part of Song Game Chen's heart. Song Game Chen is powerless.

By the time Song Game Chen finally reacted, the phoenix dance had gone far.

“Ha-ha-ha...”

Zhao Xingzhi couldn't help but laugh: “Interesting, this Feng Dance classmate is really interesting, it's so fun, I like it. ”