Chapter 691 Demonic Monk

"Me, want legs?"

Feng Miao tilted his head and looked at the monk at the door with a strange appearance, who was obviously not from Xia country, and he became angry.

Why are you bringing up things that are irrelevant? You go into someone else's ward and don't sell me medicine, but instead sell me legs. Are you treating me like you're spending your Sunday?

As a woman who had served Feng Miao since childhood, Feng Cui knew that the young master was angry as soon as she saw Feng Miao's face. Her face darkened, and she pushed her palm, which was much larger than that of an ordinary man, towards the monk's chest.

The monk seemed to have expected this. He snorted coldly, moved his body horizontally half a meter, and then waved his hand. A cloud of white powder flew straight into Feng Cui's face.

Before Feng Cui could hold her breath, her body fell limply to the ground, just like the bodyguard outside. After twitching twice, a stream of red blood foam f