Closing his eyes, a shadow exactly like him flashed in his mind, so strong and domineering that he couldn't be ignored, and it was clearly another self.

He woke up from the seal, his head empty, and he didn't remember anything.

After wandering in this time and space for half a month, he didn't know what to do, until Xiao Li Ninglei, who claimed to be his personal guard, appeared beside him and reminded him respectfully that Miss Makuxiang was back!

It dawned on him that he had something to do, and he should go to her!

But he was sure that he had never seen this person, why did he feel that his heart was so soft when he saw her, and the cells all over his body were clamoring to get close to her, to get close to her.

But his innate vigilance and precautions still made him can't help but shoot at her!

Such a proud woman, he didn't know how to get close to her, so he had to hurt her and take her away.

However, after talking to her for a long time, he found that he had always been in a peaceful mood, but he couldn't help but be annoyed, and he couldn't help but be upset and irritable in his heart, and attacked her again.

hurt her, and his heart was gradually filled with remorse and distress, making him unconsciously want to hug her tightly and tell her that he regretted it!

He has always been strong and domineering, so he did it when he thought of it, quickly stood up, grabbed her stubborn straight legs, and in her shocked gaze, his expression was soft but his movements were stiff and he hugged her into his arms, tightly, hating to be embedded in the bones and blood.

The wind was breathless in his tighter and tighter embrace, and his little face was red, but his head was clear, and his heart trembled slightly when he heard his words.

"Who are you? Tell me! I only listened to the voice above my head, a little stiff and uncomfortable, but the words inside were unusually soft, and I could hear a trace of gentleness.

The ghost wind was completely stunned, what kind of god turn was this? Sensing that the person in her arms was distracted, Nangong Yehua let go of her a little, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes stared at her, not letting go of a trace of expression on her face.

As soon as it was released, the wind exhaled a breath, and inhaled sharply, carelessly, the cold wind in the throat went in, and coughed violently, only to feel that there was air in the lungs, and suddenly came to life!

"What did you say?" Coughing and panting in his mouth, but his thoughts are a little knotted, could it be that he actually has amnesia and has been facelifted?

Is the battlefield that dangerous? Didn't he still have dozens of Phantom Palace's Xiuzhen killers to protect him? What the hell happened, and where did Xiao Li Ninglei go?

"Who are you?" Nangong Yehua frowned at her uncomfortable appearance, and patted her on the back very inexperienced.

accidentally hit a heavy hand, and Youfeng's already unbearable body was spit out a mouthful of blood by him.

"......" really didn't want to say anything to him, so he quickly grabbed his hand and said bitterly, "I thank you!" ”

If he continues to take care of him like this, my sister's blood is almost coughed up, and no one will have a way to live!

Even if you may have amnesia, you can't do this to her, okay, okay......

Thinking about it, I can't say it anymore, do you want her to say that he did too much to her on the top of the clouds?

Nangong Yehua's body stiffened, he had no experience in taking care of people, and he didn't expect her to be so weak, so he vomited blood with a light pat.

However, the place in her hand was very soft and comfortable, so she rubbed it, and felt that there was an electric current in her heart, crispy and numb, very strange and novel, and she pinched it again with curiosity.

"Dear, what kind of grudge do we have, my hand is about to be pinched off by you?" The wind is about to vomit blood again!

Not to mention the divine consciousness that abused me, not even the flesh is spared now, does she have to be crippled to be willing?

Suddenly, two lasagna flowed through the bottom of her heart, why was she so decrepit!

The painful and suppressed voice came out of his chest, Nangong Yehua was startled, and hurriedly let go, looking at her with a little embarrassed frown, and he didn't know where to put the raised hand.

"Why are you so weak?" It's a statement of facts!

Youfeng was hit again by his words, she was weak? Her cultivation in the later stage of foundation building is still weak? I don't know who killed her now!

Since he came to this world to cultivate spiritual power, even if he had the heart to experience a big fight with the old woman Lingbo, he had never been so seriously injured!

Dude, you are so 'gentle' and violent, do your parents know?

Fortunately, Youfeng didn't expect him to have a little conscience now, and with a wave of the hand that could still move, he struggled to get up, and motioned for him to let go first.

Nangong Yehua narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes, glanced at her fragile little body, frowned, her eyes were clearly unwilling, and the other arm that had been holding her tightened again.

Youfeng held his forehead, so that he was anxious about his IQ, Nunu mouthed, signaling the dried blood on his chest, she was still a wounded, she had to heal first!

Nangong Yehua lowered his eyes, saw the dark red bloodstains, and the dark phoenix eyes were stunned, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he reluctantly let go, "I'll come!" ”

It's just that I let go of the hand I was holding and put it on her chest again!

“……”

As if he had been burned, the wind leaned back violently, vigorously waved the big hand on his chest, and used his hands and feet together, regardless of the pain all over his body, and shrank back.

A pair of cheeks instantly flushed, and his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't speak.

looked at him blankly, and then looked at his chest, a sentence flashed in his mind, she was actually hit on the chest...

Unbelievable, it was as if it had been struck by lightning.

didn't care if it was hurt or not, he threw himself straight at him, a pair of slender hands, pinched his neck, and said angrily, "You, you, you actually touched, touched me... I'll strangle you! ”

The stunning little face was flushed and looked hideous.

Pushed to the ground by her, Nangong Yehua was in a trance, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where it had happened.

But that demonic face was full of mistakes, he just wanted to help her heal, and the reaction was so strong?

I didn't expect this weak woman who vomited blood at every turn to be able to push him to the ground.

The pain in his neck reminded him that it was real!

"Who are you?" The doubt in her heart deepened, and she raised her hand to touch her cheek, but she opened her mouth to bite her sideways, making a whining sound, and the ink under her eyes became darker.

"I don't care who you are, bastard, asshole, scoundrel..." The ghost wind has gone away without saying anything.

She was really mad, even if he was Nangong Yehua, he was not allowed... When has she ever been so embarrassed and bullied!

Youfeng beat him with his fists and kicked him with his legs, venting his anger fiercely!

Finally, Nangong Yehua's patience ran out, and he hugged the person who punched and kicked him, and trapped him in his arms.

The voice was low and hoarse, but it was completely domineering, "I will know who you are!" ”