Suddenly, Mo Huasong's eyes opened: "Today is the 25th of the lunar calendar, and her divine yin vein is about to attack again." ”

Mu Fanxuan's face became more and more pale, his face twitched just now, and now his whole body was twitching, and the pain could not be described with pen and ink.

Mo Huasong didn't know why, seeing Mu Fanxuan in such pain, the softest place in his heart seemed to be touched.

He walked to Mu Fanxuan's side, and was about to check her current situation, but he didn't expect to hear her hysterical shout: "Mo Huasong, you go out." ”

I saw Mu Fanxuan's hands clenched in pain, the green tendons protruding in the white skin, and her eyes were red, which showed how serious the pain she was enduring was.

Mu Fanxuan didn't want Mo Huasong to see her most embarrassing situation, otherwise he would laugh at her uselessness in the future, and continue to say that she had no brains.

Seeing that Mu Fanxuan was so stubborn, Mo Huasong couldn't help but sigh secretly: "What are you dying? You should call when you should scream, and cry when you should cry." ”

I don't know why, when Mu Fanxuan heard Mo Huasong say this, her heart softened suddenly, and her tears could no longer be controlled.

"It hurts. Mu Fanxuan lay on the sofa like a little woman and said bitterly.

She has to experience this tragic pain on the 25th of every month, and this pain and this pain cannot be felt by others.

Originally, she was going to take leave to stay at home today, so that others would not see her miserable appearance.

But because something like that happened that night, Ma Jun kept harassing her, and the Mu Group wanted her to sit again.

As soon as there were many things, she forgot that today was the 25th of the lunar calendar, so she let Mo Huasong see her tragic side.

Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan sympathetically: "If you cry, the pain will be reduced a little." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Huasong stretched out his right hand to hold Mu Fanxuan's veins, and for a moment, his brows frowned.

This stupid woman lied to him that day that day and said that there was no such thing as an illness on the 25th. According to her current physical condition, the divine yin veins in her body are very serious, and she can only live to be 25 years old.

Mo Huasong no longer hesitated, and immediately untied Mu Fanxuan's clothes.

"Mo Huasong, are you still human, taking advantage of my unwellness, you want to infringe on me?" Mu Fanxuan glared at Mo Huasong angrily.

"Stupid woman, you shut up for me, I'm here to help you relieve your pain. In just a moment, Mo Huasong untied Mu Fanxuan's coat, revealing a seductive carcass like milk.

Mu Fanxuan scolded: "Mo Huasong, I don't want you to help me, even if I die of pain, I won't let you see my body." ”

"You bastard, you are despicable, you are shameless, you let me go-" No matter how Mu Fanxuan scolded Mo Huasong, he was still unmoved, just staring at Mu Fanxuan's divine yin vein.

This divine yin vein is just below the dantian, and it is also the most important place close to her, how can it not make Mu Fanxuan angry?

Mu Fanxuan would rather die by herself than let Mo Huasong despise her.

Mo Huasong saw that Mu Fanxuan was still scolding him, and with a wave of her right hand, a soft qi blade fell on her body, not only could she not move, but she also couldn't speak.

Mo Huasong silently recited the mental method, and the index finger of his right hand lightly tapped on Mu Fanxuan's divine yin vein, and a true qi rushed inside.

The Divine Yin Vein is a special strange vein that hundreds of millions of people can see, and it is not something that Mo Huasong can cure if he wants to.

He must have strong strength, and he must also find the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass, both of which are indispensable.

He can improve to the strength of enough treatment in two years, and he can do it. But to find that kind of nine-leaf Tianyang grass, it is even more difficult, like climbing to the sky.

Not to mention the low-level interface of the earth, even if it is the cultivation realm or even the blue meteor system, it is very difficult to encounter.

Could it be that Mu Fanxuan is going to die in two years? Thinking of this, Mo Huasong felt a little indescribable in the depths of his heart.

A woman with a divine yin vein has good fortune and misfortune at the same time. As long as Mu Fanxuan's illness is cured, her cultivation in the future will be very terrifying, and it can be said that she will travel thousands of miles in a day.

After Mo Huasong continued to transmit true qi into Mu Fanxuan's body, Mu Fanxuan felt that the pain in his body had been reduced a lot, and he didn't have the terrible pain he had before.

Mu Fanxuan quietly opened her eyes, and saw that Mo Huasong's face was pale and bloodless because of treating her, and the hot sweat on her forehead kept coming out, and a wisp of warmth welled up in her heart.

Since she took over the Mu Group, she has appeared in the posture of a strong woman in front of others, and no one has seen the bitterness behind her.

Especially on this day of the month, the pain seemed to kill her, no one knew it, and no one could understand it.

But now Mo Huasong is desperately treating her regardless of his body, which touches the softest place in her heart.

Although she hated Mo Huasong very much, she didn't seem to hate it anymore.

She wanted to tell him that she didn't have so much pain anymore, that she didn't have to treat her anymore, and that he didn't have to work so hard.

But she was banned by Mo Huasong, how could she speak?

After about ten minutes, Mo Huasong slowly withdrew his right hand.

Now his face was even paler, and his clothes were soaked.

Mo Huasong tapped at Mu Fanxuan in the air, and she could move.

"You, how are you?" Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong worriedly.

This is the most relaxing pain she has ever been able to do. It would be nice if the 25th of every month was as easy as it is today.

"Stupid woman, you get dressed before you speak. Mo Huasong suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Mu Fanxuan's body.

Although she still has a little fig leaf on her body, her concave and chic figure is very annoying, making him feel hot when he sees it.

But what kind of person is Mo Huasong? How could a once proud Immortal Venerable shake his powerful cultivation heart because of his feminine nature?

He hurriedly suppressed the heat in his body, and his gaze was very cold.

"Ahh Mu Fanxuan then remembered that his clothes were removed by Mo Huasong, and he hadn't put them on yet.

Mu Fanxuan, who was in a hurry, hurriedly put on his clothes and said with a red face: "Mo Huasong, it's all your fault." ”

Now she didn't have the expression that she was going to fight with Mo Huasong just now, and her beautiful little face was very seductive.

Mo Huasong's hand had been near that important place of her just now, and she was really ashamed to death.

"Big breasts and no brains. Mo Huasong glanced at Mu Fanxuan's chest. "I was here to help you. ”

"Then my illness is cured?" Mu Fanxuan felt that his body was no longer in pain.

"No, it's just that it doesn't hurt this time, and it will be like this next time. Mo Huasong shook his head. "If you eat more yang-nourishing food in the future, it will be good for you. ”

Mu Fanxuan heard Mo Huasong scolding her again, and the good impression she had for him just now dissipated again.

This hateful stinky man is angry with her.

"I don't know what Yang-nourishing food is. Mu Fanxuan glared at Mo Huasong.

"Mr. Xie, you come in. Mo Huasong shouted outside.

When Mo Huasong was practicing, he knew that Xie Wuyan had been waiting outside.

Xie Wuyan outside heard Mo Huasong's call, gently pushed the door open, and saw a red tide on Mu Fanxuan's face, as a person who came over, he knew what happened here just now.

Yes, Mr. Mo's "combat effectiveness" is still very strong, it seems to have been more than an hour.