"Who the hell told you to sit down? Get up and roll aside. You're ugly to me. Don't get in my eyes here!" Feng Gu frowned, waved his hand impatiently, and drove Xing Luo away. .
"This is your house? I can sit wherever I like. Besides, it was the Taoist priest who invited me to sit down, not you. Do you think I want to see you? How can a rotten old man over fifty pretend to be young?" Xing Luo sneered coldly and mocked.
"You little brat!" Feng Gu was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened.
"What? Old bastard, you still want to fight with me? With your old arms and legs, I don't even know where to start. Don't wait for me to hit you, and you will have already broken your own bones. Then you can blackmail me. I can't stand it!" Xing Luo said with contempt. Her venomous tongue would usually not be used. Once it was used, no one would be able to speak against her.
"I..." Feng Gu stared, speechless, "I'll beat you to death!"
As he said that, Feng Gu raised his arm, pretending to slap Xing Luo. At the same time, Xing Luo also made an attack stance.
Just when the two were getting ready to take action, the Taoist priest on the side saw this and quickly grabbed Feng Gu's arm to stop him from taking action, and advised: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
But at this moment...
"Bah-" A bun hit Feng Gu's face.
He and Xing Luo were supposed to take action at the same time, but the Taoist stopped him and Xing Luo took action.
She quickly grabbed a bun on a plate on the table and slammed it onto Feng Gu's face!
The scene was a bit awkward for a while...
A few seconds passed, and the bun fell from Feng Gu's face, leaving soup on his face...
"Pa-ta-" The soup dripped from Feng Gu's face onto the table.
The Taoist priest swallowed subconsciously and retracted his hand...
The next second, as expected...
"Qimuya!! What the hell are you doing to stop me?! Which gang are you from?!" Feng Gu roared at the Taoist priest.
"..." Xing Luo was stunned and looked sideways at the Taoist priest.
Did she just...hear that right
Let’s call this person... Qi Muya
Isn’t Qi Murya the name of the miracle doctor
Could this person be...a miracle doctor? !
"Oh, don't be angry. Although we are friends, logically I should stand on your side, but I am also a gentleman. How can I watch you hit such a cute girl? Not hitting women is my principle." The Taoist named Qi Muraya explained with a serious face.
"If you don't hit women, what does it have to do with me?" Feng Gu glared at him fiercely.
"You are my friend, and I can't watch you beat a woman. In short, I can't tolerate any woman being bullied in front of me." Qi Muya said righteously.
Feng Gu pointed at the soup on his face, "Then you just want to watch me get beaten?"
"This..." Qi Muya's vision became erratic, "I don't know anything!"
"Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death?" Feng Gu raised his palm and struck Qimu Ya.
"For the sake of our long-term friendship, please show mercy!" Qi Muya quickly dodged away.
This simple exchange between the two revealed their powerful skills.
Sure enough, just as Xing Luo thought, this Taoist priest is no ordinary person...
Xing Luo stared at Qi Muya: "Are you the miracle doctor?"