"You're so strong, but why are you throwing in the towel from me in the dorm? Aren't you boys very respectful of your dignity? Xiao Wu seemed to notice Tang Ling's gaze, his hands shrunk behind his back, and there was still a smile on his face, he couldn't see that his hands were injured at all, and he didn't forget to ridicule Tang Ling's strong strength.

3 There is no way to eliminate the chill and conceal it, and although Tang Ling's Xuanyu hand has mutated, the essence is still the Xuanyu hand, which has not changed, but the cold has become hot. (Guess.) ）

"I, I'm fine, isn't it just a burn, I'll be fine in a few days." Xiao Wu playfully stuck out her tongue, her little face was slightly red, and her hands were put down again.

Tang Ling exhaled deeply, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist, looked at Xiao Wu's eyes and said, "I'll help you." ”

Xiao Wu met Tang Ling's firm eyes, a layer of blush floated on her cheeks, and she didn't withdraw her scalded hands, skimming her slightly red little face and said, "You, how can you help me." ”

Tang Ling shook his head and didn't say Xuantian Gong, Xuantian Gong's internal strength and mental method continued to be silently recited in his heart, and streams of pale golden pure Xuantian Gong internal force poured into Xiao Wu's hand along Tang Ling's arm, repairing the burns on Xiao Wu's palm along Tang Ling's mind.

"This feeling, it's so warm......" Xiao Wu muttered softly, looking at Tang Ling with a distracted look on his face, who was seriously treating the burns on his hands.

I don't know how long it has been, Tang Ling slowly stopped the operation of Xuantian Gong's internal force, exhaled a breath, and looked up to see Xiao Wu's reddened eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Ling subconsciously let go of Xiao Wu's wrist, looked at Xiao Wu with a frown, and said.

"No ......" Xiao Wu shook his head, feeling the warmth in his hand disappear, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, his hand moved slightly, and after feeling no pain, he looked at Tang Ling with surprise and said, "Does your martial soul have a healing effect?" ”

Tang Ling didn't shake his head but didn't nod his head, in fact, the hand that wanted to heal Xiao Wu was not only Xuantian Gong's internal force for him, but also something that could be done, that is, Tang Ling's blood.

His blood can quickly heal any injury, whether it is internal or external, I am afraid that if he does not die, as long as Tang Ling's blood is enough, it will be difficult for people who are dying to die, and if he is injured internally, he can just take Tang Ling's blood, such a strange phenomenon is only known to those closest to him, and Xiao Wu ......

Tang Ling lay directly on the grass and closed his eyes directly, he was very tired now, although the consumption of Xuantian Gong's internal strength was not a lot, but it was definitely not a little, you must know that Tang Ling was not even a soul master now, and he had only cultivated Xuantian Gong's internal strength to the first level of consummation, and he had not yet obtained the soul ring to break through to the second layer.

His eyelids slowly sank uncontrollably, and after a while, there was a light snoring sound, and it was obvious that he had fallen asleep, but Tang Ling forgot that falling into a deep sleep meant that the source of life in his body would no longer be suppressed by him.

Tang Ling seemed to exude a soft light all over her body, affinity for all things, the endless soft light caused the surrounding buds that had not yet bloomed to begin to open slowly, and all kinds of aromas poured into Xiao Wu's nose, Xiao Wu took a deep breath, her eyes were complicated, she didn't understand why the boy in front of her was not defenseless against herself?

Xiao Wu sighed slightly, the playful smile on her face disappeared, and she lay directly next to Tang Ling, looking at Tang Ling who fell asleep with a pretty face on her side, her little hand caressed Tang Ling's side face, smelling the fragrance emanating from Tang Ling's body, muttering something in a low voice, her eyes slowly closed and fell into a deep sleep like Tang Ling.

When the first rays of sunlight in the sky shone on Tang Ling's cheeks, Tang Ling opened his eyes on time, felt the weight on his body, frowned, and looked under him, only to see a pretty face leaning against his chest, the corners of his mouth were still flowing with a trace of saliva, and he was still muttering something, the muttering words made the corners of Tang Ling's mouth twitch slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a very slight arc.

"Carrot ...... Don't run ......"

looked at the sky, and found that he didn't plan to call Xiao Wu up immediately, let the girl hold him and shout carrots, her eyes closed again, and the Xuantian Gong Inner Gong Heart Method continued to rotate in her heart, and a circle of pale golden light gradually swirled around her body, and the light also shrouded the sleeping Xiao Wu.

And Tang San in the Seven Houses had already left the Seven Houses after the first ray of sunlight shone down, and came to the top of the building to cultivate the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, Tang San, who had finished cultivating the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, was planning to cultivate Xuantian Gong, and before he had yet to run the Xuantian Gong Internal Strength Mental Method, he saw a faint golden light on the mountain peak not far from Notting Academy, as if his younger brother was running the Xuantian Gong-like light, plus his younger brother did not come back overnight, Tang San walked in that direction driven by curiosity.

When he came to the top of the mountain, Tang San actually saw a scene that he couldn't even imagine, he actually saw his indifferent younger brother with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth holding a girl to sleep together????!!!

Is it that I am too backward or that the world is too crazy????

Even Tang San himself had never tried to sleep with his younger brother, at most he slept with himself, but there was also a certain distance, could it be that his younger brother, who had lived with him for six years, was being snatched away by a Xiao Wu who had only known him for less than a day?

"Ahem!!" Tang San coughed heavily, Tang Ling, who had originally closed his eyes and cultivated Xuantian Gong, chuckled in his heart, and sat up all of a sudden, standing up in a little panic, his eyes were full of dodge, and Xiao Wu, who was sleeping on Tang Ling's chest, was suddenly planted on the grass.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Wu rubbed her head and stood up, looking at Tang Ling with some annoyance, gritting her teeth and looking indescribably cute.

"Ahem." Tang Ling glanced at Tang San's face that seemed to be smiling, the corners of his mouth twitched, he coughed heavily, his chin nodded in Tang San's direction, and motioned for Xiao Wu to look over there.

Xiao Wu glared at Tang Ling angrily, and then turned to look behind him, only then did he see Tang San's smiling expression.

"Little three? Why are you here? ”