The corners of Murong Xue's mouth showed a bitter smile, saying that fate was bumpy, and that good things were grinding, and she could be regarded as having seen it. Although there was a little sour in her heart, seeing Ye Feng's nervous appearance, she calmed down again.

He still cares about himself, doesn't he? When I saw him looking at Su Wanyu just now, it was clearly with a sense of resentment. She was sure that he didn't love her anymore.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. With me, I won't put you in any danger. Ye Feng said as he put Murong Xue on the small bed in the room. Suddenly remembered that when Murong Xue was injured just now, he was by her side, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart.

But now is not the time to blame himself, he quickly adjusted his mentality, then took off Murong Xue's coat, and then helped her turn over.

There was a piece of blood red everywhere he looked, and even the beige white woolen fleece was wet with blood. Ye Feng carefully pulled the hem of the sweater upward, for fear of hurting Murong Xue, his expression was solemn, but his movements were extremely gentle.

"It's okay, I can handle it." Murong Xue's face was buried between her arms, her forehead was sweating profusely, although her words were very heroic, she still closed her eyes slightly and gritted her teeth. She is a human being, a person of flesh and blood, although her kung fu is good and she has learned some Xuanmen Taoism, she can also be injured and feel the pain of the wound.

When he saw the wound on Murong Xue's waist, Ye Feng, who originally thought he was mentally prepared, still gasped several times. I couldn't help but complain in my heart, this Su Wanyu is really not serious, she wants Murong Xue's life.

The wound was thin and narrow, but it penetrated the flesh and skin, and it was blocked until it was pierced on the bones in Murong Xue's waist. Ye Feng was a little glad that this knife was stabbed by Su Wanyu, if it was someone else, or a killer, even if he couldn't die, I am afraid that it would penetrate the lumbar vertebrae and paralyze him in bed for the rest of his life!

It stands to reason that with Murong Xue's skills, how could Su Wanyu hurt her? There must be something wrong with this. Could it be that Su Wanyu was also rebelled by them? No, it shouldn't be. Murong Xue obviously let down all her guard against Su Wanyu, so it is possible that they have been together all the time.

In this way, there is only one explanation. Su Wanyu was bewildered by the Demon Venerable's primordial glow, but what about the knife in her hand? And who gave it to her? Could it be her own self-defense weapon? So who was she meant to be used for?

Ye Feng's heart throbbed, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he held his breath and concentrated, and then pinched his fingers. However, in just one minute, a glowing needle of light appeared between his originally empty fingers.

He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then opened them suddenly, and Ye Feng's blazing eyes suddenly flashed with a dark light. The ghost eye is very compatible with acupuncture! Isn't it a little more certain?

It's just that the injured person is Murong Xue, a girl who loves her deeply, and an infatuated lover who travels thousands of miles just to accompany herself to find an answer. He, no matter what, will cure her and return her a sincere heart and a piece of true love.

Thinking like this, Ye Feng's heart was entangled. After all, he can't skillfully control this shadowless divine needle, what if there is a mistake and does not achieve the expected effect?

What's more, although he knows acupuncture, he only knows a little bit about this shadowless acupuncture. Although it is said that everything is unchanged, it is only a newcomer after all, and he has only mastered the Ice Needle of the Shadowless Divine Needle so far. I don't know if this ice has an effect on knife wounds, whether it is raw or gram, it is unknown.

The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to choose, Ye Feng shook his head in pain, thinking to himself, he couldn't delay any longer. If it doesn't work, then use this Mu Linglong's mixed yuan spiritual power to repair Murong Xue's injured tissues as much as possible.

"It might hurt a little." Ye Feng cheered up when he spoke, and his eyes burned as he directed the cold light needle to fly around the wound on Murong Xue's waist.

Starting from the tip of the wound, I stitched the broken flesh and nerve tissue together little by little. It wasn't until the exposed skin was completely stitched up that Ye Feng used the cold light needle to give the mixed yuan spiritual power in his body into Murong Xue's waist.

"----Well, it's cold, it's cold." Murong Xue exclaimed in surprise, but closed her eyes softly again. She still felt the hot pain in the injured place just now, and at this moment she clearly felt Ye Feng put a stream of cold gas into the wound on her waist.

The pain was relieved a lot in an instant, and then the wounded area became crispy and numb, and then the itching was unbearable, as if it had begun to grow flesh and heal.

It felt like several caterpillars were squirming gently on the tender flesh around her waist. At first, she didn't think there was anything wrong, but after ten minutes, she couldn't stand it anymore.

The pain in the waist disappeared obviously, and the tingling sensation seemed to be contagious, and it spread uncontrollably throughout the body. She suddenly found that she didn't know when she was already sweating profusely, and her clothes were also soaked with sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to her body.

The most embarrassing thing for her was not the sweat, but the fact that she suddenly felt pleasure, and the legs couldn't help but get wet. What's the situation? Murong Xue couldn't help but be shocked, wondering what Ye Feng had done to him, how could such an embarrassing thing happen.

In fact, Ye Feng was also very wronged, at this time he walked into a microcosm world, which was the capillaries and nerve tissue at Murong Xue's wound. Because he didn't have great confidence in his medical skills, Ye Feng desperately poured Mu Linglong's mixed yuan spiritual power into the place where Murong Xue was injured.

This mixed yuan spiritual power already had a magical repair function and regenerative power, and after a steady stream poured into Murong Xue's waist, it didn't take long for the injured place to be healed. Because Ye Feng's movements did not stop, the excess spiritual power began to repair the rest of Murong Xue's body.

It can be said that when you meet mountains and build bridges when you encounter water, as long as there are some minor problems, they will be immediately discovered by that powerful aura, and then quickly treated.

It wasn't until he searched all of Murong Xue's body that he didn't find any problems. That spiritual power swirled in Murong Xue's dantian qi sea, and then condensed into a mist, getting thicker and thicker.

Finally, these spiritual mist began to move further, strengthening Murong Xue's body and brain. Although she didn't deliberately think about men and women in her heart, the situation in front of her at the moment was after all a lonely man and a widow living in the same room. As soon as she was moved, the desolate beast hidden in her bones was about to move, and there was a tendency to be ignited.

At this moment, the movement in Ye Feng's hand came to an abrupt halt. Then, he actually leaned down and carefully observed Murong Xue's smooth and white waist.

Well! Perfect as ever, no scars left. Ye Feng was obviously very satisfied with his results, and he was extremely proud for a while, and he actually stretched out his big hand and touched Murong Xue's small waist.

Murong Xue was excited, and she felt that something was gushing out, and a layer of blush immediately climbed on her already pink and tender neck. She has been touched by a man like this since she was a child? I didn't expect to be slighted for the first time, so I couldn't help but leak my body.

Ye Feng was also a little embarrassed, he never thought that his hand slipped under this touch, and it would be slapped on Murong Xue's stiff buttocks.

Uh..., he was speechless for a moment, trying to explain that Murong Xue had a layer of sweat on her back, and his hand slipped before he slapped her ass. But if she said that, wouldn't it make her feel like she wanted to cover it up?

And... Murong Xue looked like she was enjoying it now. That... What should I do? Do you take advantage of the opportunity, or do you pretend not to know and give up?

Murong Xue's eyes were wide open, and she didn't dare to move, her body was tense at first, and when the tide subsided, she was as if she had run more than ten kilometers of cross-country, and her body was soft and soft, without any strength.

Her mind was spinning, but she finally closed her eyes again. I like him, otherwise, why would I stand in front of him without hesitation when he is in danger? If so, what are you afraid of?

Thinking like this, she actually had some expectations. I can't help but complain a little, this Ye Feng is really an elm pimple, why hasn't he started yet?

Ye Feng's heart was up and down, and he was a little at a loss. His hand was still on Murong Xue's buttocks, reluctant to take it away, and he didn't dare to move. I felt that my throat and eyes were dry, and the temperature of my body began to rise, and after a while, my forehead was covered with large pieces of sweat, sliding down my cheeks.

He tried to knead it gently, and then felt Murong Xue's reaction vigilantly. Seeing that the other party was completely unresponsive as if he was asleep, he couldn't help but be secretly happy, and then gently pinched it again.

Well, it feels good, soft and bouncing, like a balloon that hasn't been blown up. But do you really want to continue? Wouldn't it be a bit of a danger to others? What would she think? You won't shake your hands and give yourself a big mouth, will you?

Then he scolded: Ye Feng, you scumbag, scum, social garbage, you actually did such a beastly thing to me? Break up.

He hasn't seen a case of stealing chickens and rice! On the contrary, most of the time, he would rather not steal the chicken than eat the handful of rice. It's not that he's confident in his character, but that he, Ye Feng, is not bad enough in his bones.

Feelings are a matter of two people, of course, that kind of shameful thing is only natural to do when the relationship reaches a certain level. Otherwise, what's the fun?

Life is short, in addition to trading, there is also true love.