The power of the explosion is not small, and the fragments that are shattered are large and small.

It is especially difficult to clean up the finely broken tripods.

Finally took off Feng Xin's robe, he was silent, but his forehead was full of sweat.

Looking at Feng Xin's skinless back, Ye Lingyue's nose was sour, and she pretended to be angry and blamed.

"The next time you encounter something like this, don't stand in my way. ”

Ye Lingyue regretted it very much, she should have told Feng Xin early that she was Hongmengtian, she had a Qianding body, even in the face of an explosion, she could get out of the way.

She didn't need, and she didn't want him to use her flesh and blood to block it.

After finishing speaking, Ye Lingyue bit her tongue, what is next time.

This time, it's already enough to choke, how can there be a next time.

Seeing that Ye Lingyue was annoyed and distressed, looking like she wanted to bite off her tongue, Feng Xin's handsome face grinned.

On the fair face, there is a little more drowning.

"If there is a next time, I will stand in your way. You shouldn't have the slightest scar on your body, it won't look good. ”

As he spoke, his slender fingers swept across Ye Lingyue's cheek.

The girl's face, which had become red because of nervousness, was a little red in the powder, and it felt quite good, and he was reluctant to withdraw it for a while.

He stared at Ye Lingyue, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

Ye Lingyue's skin was very good, smooth as a piece of white jade, he was really reluctant, leaving any scars on it.

Those bloody, violent things, he wanted to block them all for her.

Ye Lingyue's face was hot when Feng Xin saw it, and she slapped his hand away with some embarrassment, and jumped to her feet.

"Grow on me, whether it's good or not, what does it matter to you. Don't move, I'll fetch water and clean it for you first. ”

As she spoke, she covered her face and fled like a rabbit.

Seeing her appearance as a little woman, Feng Xin had long forgotten the pain caused by the wound.

The room reverberated with the joyful laughter of men.

When the woman's figure disappeared completely, Feng Xin moved her muscles, her eyes dimmed, and her amber eyes shone brightly in the dark night, like a wild leopard king.

With his hands bent, the graceful muscles of his body tensed, and his broad back arched into a semi-arched shape.

The Yuan Force in the body carried a small Zhou Tian.

Only a few "poof" sounds were heard, and those fragments that pierced Feng Xin's back, under the action of the thick Yuan Force in his body, shot straight out like a rainstorm pear blossom, accompanied by a large amount of blood, and fell to the ground.

This kind of injury may be very serious in Ye Lingyue's opinion, but for the Ghost Emperor Wu Chong, who began to lick blood on the tip of the knife when he was more than ten years old, it was just a drizzle.

The reason why he didn't start early was because he wanted to see the gentle care and careful support of his little woman.

It's just that when he saw Ye Lingyue's reddened eyes and distressed eyes, he felt distressed.

Ye Lingyue ordered the shopkeeper to prepare hot water, and when he came back, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya haven't come back yet, but the City Lord's Mansion sent someone to spread the word, saying that Long Baobao has won the victory of the world's first forging, and he has also been accepted as a closed disciple by the Sifang City Lord.

Long Sixuan is dead, and the revenge of the old master of the dragon family and Long Baobao has also been avenged, and early tomorrow morning, the city lord of the four directions will hold a ceremony of apprenticeship in the city lord's mansion.

Tonight, the Quartet City Lord and a group of guests will hold a banquet in the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Lingyue declined the invitation because of Feng Xin's injury, but she promised that she would go to watch the ceremony tomorrow morning when Feng Xin's injury was better.

After sending off the people from the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Lingyue carried hot water, and as soon as she entered the house, she saw Feng Xin trying to sprinkle medicine on her back.

"Who allowed you to move, didn't you mean to let me come? What about those shards behind you?"

Ye Lingyue hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the healing medicine from Feng Xin's hand.

Looking at Feng Xin's back again, the fragments of the Ding piece earlier were all gone, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

"I cleaned it up myself, but it wasn't much, but the skin was ulcerated, and it looked a little scary. Let me do it, don't get your hands dirty. Feng Xin looked calm, and she had to apply the medicine herself, but she was slapped away by Ye Lingyue.

"It's not the first time I've helped you see a doctor and heal your injuries, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it if my hands get dirty. Ye Lingyue was suspicious, and checked Feng Xin's wound again, but she didn't know how she did it, but there was really no fragment left.

But the blood was bleeding more, and it looked like he had lost at least a third of his blood.

Ye Lingyue didn't dare to slack off, and scrubbed Feng Xin's body.

But it was okay to wipe the wound, but when it reached Feng Xin's chest, her face was flushed, and her head was getting lower and lower.

Why didn't she find out before that Feng Xin's skin was so good and her figure was so good.

Also, his body shape and Wu Zhong seem to be a little different.

Ye Lingyue wiped it, muttering in her heart.

She didn't know that she was so close to Feng Xin, slowly lowering her head and wiping, Feng Xin leaned over to look down, and happened to see her white neck exposed when she lowered her head, as well as the long hair that was as soft as black silk, which brushed his chest from time to time.

With her slender little hands, he felt that his body was heating up a little bit.

"If you continue to wipe like this, I'm afraid that my injuries will be fine, but I will get frostbite. Feng Xin hissed in a hoarse voice, staring at the little woman who was buried in front of him, grinding people.

Ye Lingyue was excited, raised her head suddenly, and just hit Feng Xin's chin.

She exclaimed in pain, and reached out to touch her forehead, but she didn't know that this touch touched a place that shouldn't be touched.

When she looked closely, she just touched Feng Xin's right chest, and the worst thing was that she obviously saw that there had changed with her touch.

She forgot about the pain in her forehead, and cautiously raised her head, meeting Feng Xin's eyes.

His eyes flashed with scorching light, and the next moment, Ye Lingyue exclaimed, his hand was pulled hard, and the person fell into the man's arms.

A cold, masculine scent of flavor hits the face.

Her lips were grabbed so hard that it was almost a predatory kiss, and she tried to protest, only to find that her wrists were restrained.

Under the bright lights, the figures of the two were intertwined.

Ye Lingyue snorted, her voice swallowed.

Until the man couldn't let go of his lips, but he still refused to let go, half hugged and half hugged, and imprisoned her in his arms.

Ye Lingyue's hair was messy, her lips were swollen and swollen, flashing with a gorgeous luster.

"It's all your fault, the wound is open again. Ye Lingyue pushed Feng Xin, not realizing how tempting it sounded with the laziness of intimacy in her voice.

Feng Xin's appearance reminded Ye Lingyue of the kiss she had in the cave when she and Wu Chong met for the first time.

She couldn't tell what it felt, she just felt sweet in her heart.

Feng Xin laughed twice in a low voice, and then obediently let go of his hand and asked Ye Lingyue to stop the bleeding for him.

On the way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly said.

"Ling Yue, after we go back, let's get married. ”