"I'll go, here again, you can't tell the priority too much, right? Are you begging Lao Tzu to know again? Yang Nan was a little speechless, and couldn't help but say: "Meng Lan, you have to make it clear, now I am treating you, not you saving me, can you give me a little gentleness?" ”

Feeling the strength of the man, Meng Lan felt a little aggrieved and unwilling, but the cultivation she saw was either fascinated by her beauty and was driven by it, or she was afraid of her cultivation and obeyed her life, Yang Nan who dared to speak to her like this was the first.

But it was precisely because he was the first man who dared to scold her that Meng Lan felt different, felt a little aggrieved, tears rolled in her beautiful eyes, she glared at him fiercely and said, "I take back what I just said, can you hurry up?" ”

"It's pretty much the same, otherwise you won't be served!" Yang Nan stepped forward to grab her hand.

Meng Lan's instinctive hand shrank back, but she quickly realized that something was wrong, and stretched out her hand again, Yang Nan raised her hand and grabbed her small hand as soft as condensed jade in the palm of her hand, at this moment, this little hand seemed a little weak, it was warm and cool in the hand, and it was difficult to imagine that this delicate woman would be the palace master of the Flying Snow Palace, and the woman in the entire Kunlun Secret Realm was terrifying.

Soon he felt Meng Lan's little hand tremble slightly, showing the tension in her heart, but she quickly returned to normal and made a haughty appearance.

Although the time was very short, Yang Nan clearly felt that at this time, he could be sure that this woman who had lived for an unknown number of years was touched by a man for the first time, otherwise she would not have reacted so much, and making a proud appearance was just to maintain the image and majesty of her palace master.

Yang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and also calmed himself down, the exercises worked, and slowly lowered a wisp of true yuan into Meng Lan's body, and under the guidance of this wisp of true yuan, the true yuan in Meng Lan's body was finally able to operate.

"Now let's refine the wounds together!" Meng Lan exhaled like a landoux, the distance was so close, Yang Nan could feel the wisps of fragrant fragrance coming to his face, in all fairness, although this woman was a little stubborn, her body fragrance and beauty could make people intoxicated.

Meng Lan blushed and let herself lean on a rock, waiting for Yang Nan to cooperate with her in refining her wounds.

"How to refine?"

"Put your hand in there." After finishing speaking, Meng Lan's pink cheeks were flushed, and she closed her beautiful eyes in embarrassment.

"Okay, then I'll be abrupt." Yang Nan was no longer polite, put his hand into his skirt, and slowly approached the wound upward.

"Ugh!" She finally understood what Meng Lan had undone, and in addition to the skirt, there was a small pocket inside.

Many of the classical women's small pockets are conjoined, and they can't touch the wound at all if they are not untied.

After all, it was inconvenient to see, Yang Nan groped for a long time before he put his hand in and put it in the injured position, Meng Lan's pink cheeks were hot, his breath was short, and he was almost fainting with shame, this is really a sensitive part of the body being touched by a man, and because of this, she is also extremely sensitive, even if a man makes a slight movement, she feels it very clearly.

The smoothness of the hand also made Yang Nan's heart shake, and he hurriedly shook his head to calm himself down, but on the other hand, the roughness and heat of Meng Lan's man's big hands made her brain blank, and she was about to faint with embarrassment.

"Relax, stay calm!" Yang Nan shouted, Meng Lan came to his senses with a spirit, hurriedly stabilized his mind, and cooperated with the true yuan imported by Yang Nan to refine the sword qi in the wound.

The Biliu Sword carried a strange cold aura, eroding vitality, no wonder Meng Lan, who was short of mana, couldn't refine it.

Meng Lan opened her misty beautiful eyes and peeked at him, and saw that he was indeed not blasphemous, so she breathed a sigh of relief and wholeheartedly refined the sword qi with Yang Nan.

With Yang Nan's help, the sword qi was gradually refined and forced out, and it was finally completely refined after half an hour.

Yang Nan let out a sigh, and at this time he felt that he was soaked with sweat, on the one hand, he had to output the true yuan, and on the other hand, he had to resist the soft and slippery touch and the charm of a woman leaning on, which was really a bit exhausting.

"This woman is really hard to serve." Yang Nan looked up, but saw that there was also a faint sweat on Meng Lan's pink cheeks, as soon as his big hand was taken out, Meng Lan's tense body was suddenly loosened, and a breath of Youlan breath erupted from the depths of the sandalwood mouth, seeing how nervous she was just now.

"That's it!" Yang Nan said.

Meng Lan subconsciously put her little hand inside to tidy up her clothes, but at this time, a light breeze blew into the cave, presumably Meng Lan was also a little nervous, and she didn't check for a while, and the corner of her dress was blown up by the wind, and suddenly a piece of dirty clothes revealed the tip of the iceberg, which reflected her fair and delicate skin, which was particularly conspicuous.

"I'll go, sure enough, it's a belly pocket, and a belly pocket is so high-end and exquisite, but it's a pity that the strap is not tied."

"Ahh Meng Lan realized that he was still by his side, and he subconsciously wanted to tie the belt just now, because he had not yet recovered from the previous ambiguous atmosphere, and even ignored that he was still by his side, Meng Lan hurriedly took his hand back.

"Give you a pill, heal the injury thoroughly," Yang Nan raised his hand and handed her a pill.

"Wuxia Dan!" Meng Lan subconsciously exclaimed, but she didn't expect that he had this kind of healing elixir, this was refined by Wuxia Lian, with this elixir, she was sure that her injuries would soon be completely healed, but she was relieved to think that he was still a Tiandan Master.

Meng Lan glanced at him and didn't refuse, and put the pill into Tan's mouth, her injuries could not be healed mainly because of the sword qi, at this time the sword qi was refined, and with the Wuxia Dan, a healing elixir, it had already improved in a moment.

"Come, I'll give you two more Great Hui Yuan Pills to restore my cultivation." Yang Nan raised his hand and handed her two more Dayuan Pills.

Meng Lan bit her lip and did not refuse.

"You recover first, I'll go outside!"

In order to give her time to tidy up her clothes, Yang Nan lifted the ban and stepped out of the cave to the outside.

Looking at the man's back and going out, Meng Lanmei's eyes closed and opened, and the whole person was like a prostration, as the master of the Flying Snow Palace, her predecessor was still a saint, and she was touched by the man's hand at zero distance, and it was false to say that she was not sensitive or nervous.

After a long time, Meng Lan regained her composure, took the two Great Hui Yuan Pills and began to resume her cultivation.

Yang Nan stood at the entrance of the cave and waited silently, because he still had Ji Yao's matter to talk to her, anyway, it was fine, and Yang Nan also used his skills to recover the true yuan that he had lost just now.

Suddenly, Yang Nan felt two cold stabs straight in the back, and a cold killing intent came from behind, enveloping him entirely.

Yang Nan turned around suddenly, and saw Meng Lan standing at the entrance of the cave.

Once the cultivation was restored, Meng Lan's face became extremely cold again, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and she looked at Yang Nan with awe-inspiring eyes, and the killing intent was transmitted from her.

(End of chapter)