Seeing that his tone was a little unkind, Xiao Yu quickly shrank his neck, dodged as if he was in a loss, and by the way, stretched out his miserable radish hand again, and weakly pointed to the white stone on the dome.

Well, this is his own hot spring bath, a place he frequents, no, he doesn't even know the mystery of this idea, right?!

Glancing up at the dome, Nangong Ping's face changed slightly:

"You mean, you just stole the swordsmanship and internal strength on it? You unconscious fellow! ”

Gritting his teeth and scolding hatefully, Nangong Ping put one of his hands again to Xiao Yu's back of the heart:

"That set of exercises was originally only suitable for men with abundant physical strength. If a person with a weak body cultivates quietly, it will hurt his body very much in his bones. Such a domineering exercise, even this king doesn't dare to practice it easily on weekdays, but it's good that you actually practiced two of them all at once! No wonder, you suddenly vomit blood! It's just, do you know that spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood is already counted as the lightest, and this time, you can be regarded as picking up a small life for nothing, so you can steal the fun! You say, such a secret thing, you little guy, how can you see it clearly! Damn it! ”

scolded and scolded in his mouth, but in the hands of Nangong Wangye, he never stopped for a moment.

Sent a stream of mental power to Xiao Yu's body again, and quickly swam again in all the meridians in her body, and after making sure that there was no problem, he snorted coldly and withdrew his hand:

"It's okay, except for your boldness, your physical function is not ordinarily good. It's been such a toss, and it's still possible to recover so quickly as usual, yes, yes. It's just that you're fine, but this king is a little tired. ”

Leaning down and hugging Xiao Yu, Nangong staggered to his feet, and walked back with a vague gait.

Xiao Yu felt a little guilty:

"Alas, that, Lord Wang, in fact, you don't have to take care of Yu'er like this, you can let Yu'er down, Yu'er can go by herself!"

"Let you go again, and then let you go, and as soon as you turn around, you will poke out such and such a basket for this king?" Nangong Ping's anger ignited again: "You little thing who doesn't know what to do!" At this moment, if you enter the demon again, this king will no longer have the spiritual strength to save you! It's better to live in peace, okay?! ”

Pushing open the door of the wing room heavily, Nangong Ping first gently settled Xiao Yu on the couch, his body was crooked, and finally he collapsed beside Xiao Yu with extreme exhaustion, and fell into a deep sleep.

While he was asleep, Xiao Yu dared to secretly pull out, stand on tiptoe, and find himself a set of clean bedclothes to wear. It may be because of Nangong Ping's lot of mental power, Xiao Yu tossed and turned on the couch and couldn't sleep. Sighing, stretching out her right hand, Xiao Yu traced it carefully on Nangong Ping's face again:

"Lord Wang, Yu'er knows that in the past few days, Yu'er has really embarrassed you. You sleep well first, Yu'er promises, she will be obedient and won't make trouble for you anymore, okay? ”

Nangong Ping, who was asleep, did not answer.

It's just that after turning over, one of his long legs pressed Xiao Yu's body heavily, and in his mouth, he was still muttering in a low voice:

"Well, don't run around anymore, stay with this king for a while, okay?"

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