"It's too much, the purple-shirted dragon king, you're not authentic, you have everything in your room, there's nothing in our room, I don't think you look like a person who is short of money, this slam the door?" After Yang Xuan returned to the room with the purple-shirted Dragon King in his arms, he found that Nima, in the whole room, there was a bathtub, a bed, a cabinet, a wardrobe, a dresser, everything, it was simply finely decorated, think about his room, I have never seen such a person picking the door!

Yang Xuan complained while dragging the purple-shirted Dragon King to the bed, hey, I haven't found it just now, Yang Xuan pinched the waist of the purple-shirted Dragon King, and suddenly a slippery and greasy came, I didn't expect the purple-shirted Dragon King's figure and skin to be so good, but suddenly thought of the appearance of the ancient Persian woman shown by the red queen, and Yang Xuan's whole person had goosebumps.

After calming down, Yang Xuan still put the purple-shirted Dragon King in a cross-kneeled meditative posture, and he began to heal her behind the purple-shirted dragon king.

It's strange, the internal strength of the Persian side is so other, and the martial arts on the Holy Fire Order should not be underestimated, after rebounding the hidden weapon, it still has a strange internal strength, no wonder the purple-shirted dragon king has been unable to move, but the injury is not very serious, but the ability to act is just controlled by the strange internal strength.

Yang Xuan immediately exercised his skills, and used the power of qi and blood of the national art to run around the body of the Purple Shirt Dragon King, and immediately dissolved the strange internal strength.

The purple-shirted dragon king immediately began to heal with luck, the injury was simple, but there was a golden flower hidden weapon deeply pierced in the chest, fortunately there was no poison, but it was not easy to deal with it when it was pierced quite deeply.

A few weeks later, the internal injuries were already fine, and the purple-shirted dragon king planned to start dealing with the external injuries, but when his arm was about to take the hidden weapon, the wound was naturally pulled, and the purple-shirted dragon king couldn't help but grin in pain.

"Why don't I pull it out for you?" Looking at the purple-shirted dragon king, there was a feeling of a dog biting a hedgehog, and Yang Xuan unconsciously suggested.

The purple-shirted Dragon King couldn't help but look at Yang Xuan suspiciously, "Why are you so good to me, I have already broken through the sect, and it would be good if the Ming Sect didn't chase and kill me, do you have any intentions?" ”

"Heh, the temper is not small, the attempt, there must be, I have been rectifying the teaching affairs recently, and now the Mingjiao is in ruins, and you are just a lonely person now, why not return to the arms of the Mingjiao, don't you see that the people of the Persian head religion have come to arrest you? If they find it,

You should know better than I do about their methods!! ”

"Hmph, what you said is light, I broke down the door at the time, how many people persuaded me, I don't have the face to go back now, do you know?"

"Hehe, face is important or life is important, it seems that your daughter is also here, if you are kidnapped by them tomorrow, what about your daughter, what about the two of you? Don't reject me just yet, weigh the pros and cons yourself. ”

Yang Xuan walked in front of the purple-shirted dragon king and used Xiao Zhao to talk about things, Yang Xuan believed that as long as he was human, he must have weaknesses, after all, he was pregnant in October, and it was impossible to put his daughter in danger.

Indeed, according to the rules of the head sect, if Yang Xuan doesn't care about himself tomorrow, he will definitely be burned at the stake, if he doesn't want to die, then Xiao Zhao will definitely be recalled to the Persian head sect as the head of the sect, but the female head of the sect can not marry for the rest of her life, so it won't delay her daughter's life, the purple-shirted dragon king weighed the pros and cons and said softly, "If you can help us tide over the difficulties this time, then I can consider returning to the Ming Sect." ”

"Hmm." Yang Xuan nodded with satisfaction, and then tore open the purple-shirted Dragon King's clothes.

！！！ Yang Xuan's eyes were straight, it was too disobedient, the purple-shirted dragon king's chest, the career line was too deep, very huge, but looking at the purple-shirted dragon king's face, alas, Yang Xuan was simply a dog, too disobedient.

"Hmph, what to see, what's there to see, when are you going to pull out the hidden weapon?" Yang Xuan's scorching eyes stared at the chest of the purple-shirted dragon king, which made the purple-shirted dragon king very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but remind him.

Yang Xuan couldn't help grinning and began to concentrate, only to see that in the area near the sea of qi, a hidden weapon was deeply embedded in the flesh, Yang Xuan touched the surrounding meat, only to feel that the root of the Jinhua secret weapon was deeply rooted in the gap between the bones, no wonder the purple-shirted dragon king felt severe pain as soon as he raised his hand.

Yang Xuan took advantage of the fact that the purple-shirted dragon king was not paying attention, and quickly pulled out the Jinhua secret weapon.

"Ah~~~", the purple-shirted Dragon King actually fainted in pain.

Yang Xuan pinched the hidden weapon, slot, no, his medical skills are average, but it's no problem to pull out a hidden weapon, take a closer look and find that the hidden weapon was pulled out too quickly, causing the bones to be torn off directly.

This time it was a big shame, looking at the blood-soaked purple-shirted Dragon King, Yang Xuan immediately asked the red queen to show himself

showed the holographic projection of the human body, and began to give the purple-shirted dragon king the bones according to the steps above the projection, because the first time the bone-grafting hand was still quite rusty, coupled with the blood, sweat, and clothes on the hands, Yang Xuan's hands also began to slip, and in a hurry, Yang Xuan took off the upper body of the purple-shirted dragon king, and then began to splice the bones in the blood hole little by little.

After a long time, Yang Xuan touched the skin on the outside of the bone with satisfaction, yes, really good, there was no unevenness at all, Yang Xuan looked at his work with satisfaction, and then injected enough life energy into the wound, so that the wound would heal quickly, and there would not be even a scar.

After everything was done, Yang Xuan wiped a handful of sweat.

"Huh~~"

The purple-shirted dragon king gradually woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Xuan was grinning and looking at himself, but in a blink of an eye, he only felt a chill on his body, Yang Xuan grinned, and the whole person rode on his body, and his hands followed his big rabbit, and the purple-shirted dragon king was completely stunned.

"You, what do you want to do?" The purple-shirted Dragon King said coldly.

"It's nothing, it's just to help you pick up the bones, what's wrong?"

"Hmph, you can get off me."

At this time, Yang Xuan reacted, it turned out that the purple-shirted dragon king was in such a good figure, he used to bend his body and couldn't see it, but now he looked at it so roughly, the purple-shirted dragon king's height was not short, at least 170 or more, because the purple-shirted dragon king was lying flat and there was blood on his chest, and now he only felt that the purple-shirted dragon king's chest was basically on par with Natasha, because it was too urgent just now Yang Xuan didn't look carefully.

Yang Xuan hurriedly ran down from the purple-shirted dragon king, the purple-shirted dragon king touched the wound on his body, and his eyes widened suddenly, how could it be, let alone the wound, there was not even a scar.

The purple-shirted dragon king jumped up excitedly, ignoring that he was not wearing clothes, and the two big rabbits on his body suddenly jumped up happily, and Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed when he saw it.

Seeing Yang Xuan's eyes, the purple-shirted dragon king suddenly screamed a little, immediately ran to the side and opened the wardrobe, and quickly changed his clothes, because of the relationship between lying down, the blood was also stained with human skin. On the mask, because of the excitement and twisting just now, at the moment when the purple-shirted dragon king got dressed and turned around, the human skin. The mask fell right off.