The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Phoenix said it was absolutely true, but he was so depressed, he told the truth himself, why hasn't he been believed?

“Shaw, stop saying things like that. Since you have poison, how can there be no antidote?” The Phoenix master made it clear that he didn't really believe in Phoenix's words.

Phoenix starred, “You don't believe me, there's no way, because everything I said is true. The man who gave me the medicine, he didn't refine the antidote at all, and he couldn't refine it. ”

“Why don't you let them refine some antidote?” Master Feng spoke for himself.

Phoenix laughed directly. Her eyes filled with sarcasm and disdain: "Poison poison, isn't it just for poisoning people? If it's all for people, why refine the antidote? Isn't that a fart to take off your pants? ”

“When did you become so vulgar?” Master Feng said angrily.

“Did you know I was vulgar? Didn't you say that before? What am I? I'm a broken sleeve. Now I'm just saying bad things and it's vulgar. Should I thank you for your mercy?” Phoenix frowned and looked at Master Phoenix. He asked with a smile.

“You…”

“If you're here to ask me for an antidote, you don't have to come back. I don't have an antidote.” Phoenix stared at Lady Phoenix and slightly pulled up her mouth: “Wouldn't this Phoenix make drugs? And he's also a master, and since he's already a master, if he wants to be detoxified, he shouldn't be talking about it, so we're not doing this here anymore. ”

“Phoenix...”

“I can hear you, not so loud.” Fengxiao reached out and dug his ears and said in disgust.

This is the first time Madame Phoenix has been so disgusted, and this feeling really makes her want to make both of them directly mute.

But it's just a thought. After all, these people have poison like that in their hands, and the antidote is not exactly there.

“Aren't you going to hang out with me?” Jomo Feng looked at the phoenix, dissatisfied and said.

“Well, let's go now.” He reached out and grabbed Jomo Maple's shoulder and walked past the Phoenix owners.

The smile on Phoenix's master's face still hasn't changed much. It doesn't seem to be angry because of Phoenix's attitude. This is how it makes Jomo Maple very strange.

“You did this to him, wouldn't he be angry?” After leaving the courtyard a distance, Jomo Feng asked curiously.

“Why aren't you angry? Only some people are naturally smiling tigers, know how to be good for themselves, and such people need to be most vigilant.” Walk with Phoenix and explain to Jomo Maple.

A dog that bites people doesn't scream, it's the Phoenix family owner who seems to get along very well, and the person who can give in is the most frightening.

Jomo Feng nodded as if he didn't understand. His experience was still not comparable to that of Phoenix. For all this he said, he still had some dreams of understanding.

“Dad, I still don't get it.” Jomo Maple's eyes were clearly obscured, as if he had not figured out what was going on.

“Have I provoked him many times since you've been here?” Phoenix was not stingy, he explained directly to his son.

Jomo Maple thought about it very carefully, as if it were true.

“Yes.”

“But he's obviously very angry, but seriously he didn't have a seizure. Why is that? ”

“This…”

“The reason he didn't seize was because he was repressing himself, and doing so would create a hallucination as if he didn't care at all.” Phoenix explained to Jomo Maple as much as he could.

Joe Mo Feng didn't ask directly this time, and after thinking about it, he said, “Dad, I see what you mean. He's in a state like a beast before he catches his prey. He's been hiding himself until he wasn't sure he could attack. Is that what you mean? ”