The kitchen has everything in the kitchen, but after hundreds of years, the kitchen knives here are covered with rust, and the blunt bladed and unedged sides have long been indistinguishable, and even the firewood has become moldy due to dampness, and it is completely unusable.

Murong Xue sighed silently.

turned around, went back to the room to get Xiahou Mobing's sword, found a side room and split the tables and chairs inside as firewood, and then went to the hot spring in the apse to get some water, at this time I can't care so much, anyway, it's not poisonous, and if you drink it, you won't die.

Make a fire to decoction the medicine.

Murong Xue couldn't be more familiar with these things.

But when it came to choosing medicinal herbs, she was entangled!

Why?

Because if she lets the tiger whip in, Xiahou Mobing will definitely ...... If he hadn't put it in, he might have slept here for days.

In a daze, Murong Xue gritted her teeth regardless of it, picked up the tiger whip and threw it directly.

After that, she went back to the wing room and picked up Xiahou Mobing, and went to the hot spring she found before to wash it.

This hot spring is living water, 100 meters square, and the night pearls around it are much weaker than the main hall, and they can only be seen clearly.

Murong Xue's face was not red, her heart was not beating and she was not panting, she took off her clothes for Xiahou Mobing, and stripped the great god of Xiahou in one go.

When washing the wound on his back, he was extremely careful not to be touched by water, and washed his hair and body dirt little by little.

The great god Xiahou has a good figure, slender and straight.

His skin is a healthy bronz, and under the faint light of the night pearl, there is a faint dark light, like moist honey flowing on it, outlining his strong and tight bodyline, which is particularly sexy.

Extremely beautiful inverted triangle, broad and strong shoulders, hard lines on the chest and abdomen without fat, slender legs full and strong, every inch of skin is full of elasticity and strength, just at a glance, you can feel the explosive power contained in it, and can't help but make Murong Xue think of the elegant and wild African cheetah.

As his breathing rose and fell, the tight and sexy muscles also trembled, and Murong Xue raised her willow eyebrows and whistled very rogues.

As for the other key parts, she only glanced at them hurriedly, and after blinking her eyes, she touched them with her hand very immorally, revealing a very playful expression, and quickly swept over.

After washing Xiahou Mobing, she also washed herself refreshingly, draped her wet hair, and then carried Xiahou Mobing back.

This bath took a long time, on the one hand, Murong Xue was really tired and had no strength, Xiahou Mobing's weight was all on her body, and it was really a technical job to clean it without touching his wounds.

On the other hand, Murong Xue's body can also be described as devastated, there is almost no good place, she almost grinned when she took a bath, and carefully washed it.

After she stuffed Xiahou Mobing into the quilt naked, she thought that the bowl of tonic medicine should be about the same at this time.

Murong Xue should be said to be the preparation time and heat for decoction, otherwise she would not have boiled medicine on the stove here, so she would take a bath with confidence, for decoction, with a few years of experience, this is a trivial matter for her.