Nangong Fan would not have thought that he was just in a hurry and passed by the danger.

According to the way of thinking of normal people, at this time, it should be to take advantage of the fact that the evil cultivator has not found himself, immediately stay away from the oasis, go as far as he can, and wait until there is enough safe distance before thinking about resting.

But Nangong Fan judged that people began to die half a month ago, and the evil cultivators who were ravaging here should have already left here. How can anyone who has done evil things admire his masterpiece in the same place, so after leaving the oasis, he digs a sand pit and buries himself and enters the space.

It is also that the gravel here is too peculiar, and it will spontaneously fall back to its original position in a short period of time, covering up the traces, and because Nangong Fan entered the space to avoid the spiritual consciousness of evil cultivators.

Everything is a mistake, if it weren't for this, Nangong Fan might really have to be caught by the evil cultivators who have perfected this realm.

After the evil cultivator lost Nangong Fan's traces, he had no idea of pursuing it again, where did he not have the heart to be fresh? Why do he do such a thankless thing?

The evil cultivator was boldly hurrying in the night, and Nangong Fan was enjoying a visual feast.

As soon as he entered the space, Nangong Fan couldn't wait to put the Ziyu on his back on the ground.

Ziyou had already blocked the clothes he hadn't put on in between, his face was flushed, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

Ignoring Ao Canglan's roar such as "the wind is falling".

Nangong Fan took a deep breath, and the incomplete "Nanming Town Fire Technique" that had never been left behind was used to the extreme, and she knew that Ziyou had a pimple in her heart about bathing in the stream. He planned to use the Dawn Flame that was like a wave of his arms and fingers under the fire suppression technique to purify his life.

He wouldn't have had such a means before, but after studying medicine and witchcraft for so long, Nangong Fan had seven or eight points of success, and raised his arm to grab Ziyou's wrist.

Ziyou saw that Nangong Fan finally moved, his body trembled subconsciously, his bare skin appeared pink, his beautiful eyes flashed twice, and love swelled, but he still closed his eyes very shyly. But in my heart, I couldn't stop it, this wood deserved to be wood, and I didn't say some sweet words......

Nangong Fan clasped Ziyou's wrist tightly, his fingers trembled, and if anyone looked at the trajectory of his fingertips, they would find that he was painting in the void.

The real witch doctor is to make the perfect combination of witchcraft and medical skills to form a strange resonance, and at the same time attract the energy of the deep space to sweep down.

This made Nangong Fan spend the most time on the wizard methods, and began to show his own miracle. The energy comes to the fingertips and enters the body of Ziyu with the frequency of the fingers pulling up and down.

At this time, Nangong Fan's fingertips were already red, and the Dawn Flame was hiding in it, and those energies flowing through the fingertips naturally carried a little breath that belonged to the Dawn Dawn.

The Dawn of Dawn has a bit of a strangeness of the light of dawn, which is to dispel the darkness of the world and usher in light. Although Nangong Fan's Dawn Yan is not so domineering, his nature will not disappear, and he can't dispel the darkness in the world, so there is no problem in purifying some dirt.

This is the first time that Nangong Fan has combined the Witch of Medicine with the Yan of Dawn, and he can have imagined it countless times before. In fact, even if he doesn't succeed, it won't cause any harm to Ziyou, which is why he is so bold to do this.

Nangong Fan was fully engaged, he did not allow himself to make the slightest mistake in front of his own woman. But the pressure was too great, and the sweat dripped down uncontrollably on his forehead, and crisp drips on the smooth ground.

Ziyou, who closed his eyes and trembled slightly, noticed the difference, Nangong Fan didn't rush up, but grabbed his wrist, could it be that this bad guy wants to taste it little by little?

The arm was crisp and numb, and it seemed that something was squeezing out from between the pores, uncomfortable and extremely comfortable, the skin exposed outside the clothes flashed pink, and the pink lips subconsciously opened, "Hmm!"

Crazy moans rang out.

Nangong Fan's pupils fluctuated slightly, and he soon returned to the ancient well without waves. Doctors are benevolent, and there is no gender distinction when healing people, and there must be no wrong thoughts, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes.

At least today's Nangong Fan can't do it without going wrong under distraction. Reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, he glanced at the silky black dirt on Ziyou's smooth bronze arm, which had an effect!

Nangong Fan instantly judged that although this was not as effective as washing the meridians and cutting the marrow every time the great realm broke through, it was also quite miraculous, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and the frequency of his fingertips couldn't help but speed up a few points.

Strands of fiery energy poured into Ziyou's body through this resonance, and Nangong Fan also took this opportunity to explore Ziyou's body, if there were any hidden dangers that he could detect, it would be better to think of a solution.

Moaning incessantly. Nangong Fan's eyes didn't make the slightest wave, and all his mind was under control of his fingertips.

Half an hour passed, and the energy with the morning sun finally washed Ziyou's body everywhere.

Nangong Fan's lips were slightly pale, and the high-intensity void was engraved with divine patterns for half an hour, and the magic power in the eyes of the gods was exhausted, and even the palms of his hands were slightly numb.

Withdrawing his hand, he glanced at the clothes soaked in black dirt, as well as Ziyou's exposed skin, and the dirt slid down, it seemed to be a lot whiter, but in general, the whole body was still immersed in the black dirt package.

Exhaustion welled up in his heart, coupled with the visual devastation at this time, as well as the faint smell, even if Nangong Fan's heart was big, he had no other thoughts.

Ziyou opened her eyes with a flush, but she didn't know that her face and hair were also full of dirt.

Nangong Fan seemed to think of Ziyou's immediate thunderstorm, and he was in the mood to cleanse his body.

"Hmm?" Nangong Fan, who had already slightly understood the woman's thoughts, faintly felt that he was going to suffer, and his mind moved, and his whole body fell to the ground.

Ziyou got out of that comfortable feeling, the tip of her nose lingered with a foul smell, she couldn't help but be in a trance, subconsciously propped up her body, regardless of the clothes slowly slipping down, what did she see?

There is no pleasure of washing the menstrual marrow, only the grief and indignation of gnashing teeth, and a scream that pierces the sky.

Ao Canglan was still flying in the air, and the laughter came down, adding fuel to the fire.

Nangong Fan Lisuo closed his eyes, he shouldn't have thought so much, otherwise he would have been intoxicated in the gentle countryside a long time ago, how could there be any trouble now?

"Nangong Fan, don't pretend to be dead, get up for me. ”

After Ziyou screamed, he didn't jump like thunder as Nangong Fan imagined, but instead brought gusts of wind in his voice.

Nangong Fan, who closed his eyes tightly, subconsciously shuddered, and he didn't dare to get up from the ground at this time.

"You're pretending to be asleep, aren't you? ”

The chill in his heart could no longer be suppressed, Nangong Fan Lisuo sat up, raised his hands, and said resignedly, "Grandma, if you have something to say, I will never say anything." ”

"Huh? What the hell did you do? How can I stand this?" Ziyou shook his body despite his lack of clothes, and a lot of fine black dirt shook off.

One black, one yellow.

Nangong Fan actually felt a hint of hazy beauty, and swallowed his saliva.

Nangong Fan's pig brother looked like a child, which made Ziyou's heart tighten, everyone loves to think crankily, and her face couldn't help but appear a layer of redness, but fortunately, there was dirt to cover it and it was obvious.

At this time, in Ziyou's heart, Nangong Fan's actions like this are not caring about her appearance, and he is also extremely tempted by her, but he refuses to relax at all in his mouth, "Aren't you ready to explain?"

"Hehe, aren't you uncomfortable with that stream?" Nangong Fan finally moved his gaze to Ziyou's face, looked at each other, and said with an embarrassed face.

As soon as Nangong Fan mentioned this stubble, Ziyou felt uncomfortable again, his eyes flashed fiercely, if he didn't repair this guy, he was afraid that he was going to heaven.

Nangong Fan hurriedly blushed his face and continued, "I have learned fire control techniques, and the flames in my body also have the effect of purifying darkness, and borrowing medical skills can smoothly enter your body without causing other problems." I thought that this must be better than the effect of bathing, and in addition to cleaning it up for you, I can also check if there are any hidden dangers by the way...... This effect is a bit too good. ”

"Hmph, I have a hidden danger, my senior brother has already discovered it, why still use you to do it. Ziyou's heart was sweet and he wrinkled his nose.

"Yes, yes, yes. Nangong Fan nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, and secretly said in his heart, as long as you don't beat me, it's easy to say anything.

"I'll forgive you this time, but you'll have to find a way to clean it up for me. Don't really touch me yet. Ziyou snorted softly and spoke.

"Which touch?" Nangong Fan said awkwardly, if it wasn't for the one he understood, it would be troublesome.

"What do you say? ”

"Let's wipe it with your clothes first. Nangong Fan's eyes rolled.

"I went out this time, and I brought five sets of clothes with me. Ziyou immediately rejected the plan.

After all, not everyone has a space like Nangong Fan, and there must always be a certain amount of things stored in the ring, and under normal circumstances, just bring three or four sets. Even some people go out with an extra set.

A truly stable storage ring is also a spiritual weapon, that is, the size of one side is extremely rare, and it needs to contain more useful things. In particular, bone weapons can't enter the dantian for warmth, and even some witchcraft and spiritual weapons that are mostly lacking in spirituality can't do it. That's going to have to take a lot of space.

As for the space ring of the Starry Sky Realm, there is no level, and it cannot be called a storage ring, it is just a loophole in the Starry Sky Realm, and it cannot be used at all on the Barbarian Continent.

"It's okay, I have a lot of clothes. Nangong Fan ran to the wooden house, where he placed a lot of clothes.

At the beginning of the ascension, her aunt gave her a lot of clothes, and in the past ten years, under the care of the two ladies of Gu Chen, she has gained a lot, and she was all piled up next to the wooden house by Nangong Fan.

Ziyou followed step by step, and after taking a box of clothes, he stepped into the wooden house, "In this case, I will clean up by myself." ”

I was busy for a long time, and I couldn't even feel it. Nangong Fan was instantly dumbfounded.