Using just an ordinary flame, let the silver needle burn on it for a second, and then "whoosh!" "With the force of his palm, one by one the silver needles were 'inserted' into his back.

The black gas on his back was released, and after a long time, it was not until the silver needle no longer released the black gas.

Mu Xiaofeng plucked them one by one, kneaded the pills she had refined into powder, and sprinkled them all on the back of the masked man.

The masked man's clothes had been torn by her, and there were no extra clothes here, so he had to go naked.

Although he was awake, his body could not move, and his outstretched hands passed through his arms and picked him up from the ground again.

"What do you do?" The masked man was frightened, and his eyes looked at Mu Xiaofeng.

At this time, she just lowered her head, unexpectedly looked into her eyes, and then saw his ghost appearance at this time.

His eyes widened nervously, and he struggled to 'move' in her arms, reaching out his hands to cover his cheeks.

Such a move touched the wound on his back, and Mu Xiaofeng stopped.

"Mu Xiaoli, if you 'mess' again, believe it or not, I'll throw you down!"

Hurriedly covering his cheeks, "Xiaofeng, you didn't see the imperial brother, right?" Didn't see the royal brother, did you? He lowered his head, not daring to look at Mu Xiaofeng's eyes again.

"Mu Xiaoli, you finally admit it! Finally admit it! Scold...... My Imperial Brother! Qingsi hung down casually, blocking his cheek.

"Mu Xiaoli, is it necessary for you to cover your face? When did you care so much about your appearance like a 'woman' Taoist family? Besides, I've seen your ghost look a long time ago, so what's the use of blocking it now. His hand hung weakly, and Mu Xiaofeng's words were full of sarcasm.

"Let go of me!" A muffled voice sounded, raising his eyebrows, and Mu Xiaofeng let go of his hand without hesitation.

"Boom!" The fart landed on the ground, and Mu Xiaoli fell to the ground.

"You really let go!" An annoyed voice sounded, and Mu Xiaoli said angrily at Mu Xiaofeng.

Squatting down, Mu Xiaofeng pulled Mu Xiaoli's hair vigorously, "Mu Xiaoli, don't know what to do!" It's good that I didn't kill you with a single sword, and you dare to yell at me here! "There was a tingling sensation on the scalp.

"Oh!" A monosyllable, Mu Xiaoli didn't dare to speak 'messy' anymore.

Letting go of his hair, Mu Xiaofeng wiped his hands with a handkerchief in disgust.

Seeing Mu Xiaofeng's movements through the gaps in his hair, Mu Xiaoli was suddenly stunned, and his body became stiff.

His heart seemed to be unable to beat, and he suddenly gasped for breath, and his heart was about to suffocate.

Xiaofeng, unexpectedly, dislikes him! "Mu Xiaoli, let me ask you a question, why did you betray me in the first place? I can't figure it out all the time, the throne, such a superficial position, I don't think you can look down on it at all. ”

"I didn't betray you!" How could he betray her, betray her Xiaofeng.

"Then give me a clear explanation of the original reason." Mu Xiaofeng suddenly brought Mu Xiaoli up, "Knock! A punch slammed into his face.

Mu Xiaoli, who had no strength and no defense, fell to the ground, and the wound was torn by rubbing the stone on the ground behind his back.

There was a pain in the heart, and the pores of the 'hair' immediately shrunk, and the pain made his body stiffen.

"Mu Xiaoli! My Imperial Brother! Does it hurt? Do you know how much pain I was in at the beginning? ”

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