The quenching elixir boiled by Nie Feng is not only bitter and smelly, but also extremely viscous in character, and it is alive with a bowl of burnt cinnabar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info made Nie Feng, who had finally boiled out the elixir, have to grin again and spit out bitter water for a long time when preparing the bath soup.

But it's strange to say, when the steam of the bath soup gradually faded and the temperature dropped completely, the bitter and unbearable taste suddenly decreased a lot, if you distinguish it carefully, you can even smell a little bit of clear air from it, which makes Nie Feng feel slightly surprised.

Nie Feng grinned, his plain white teeth bit lightly, and he immediately undressed and unbuttoned his pants, and in less than a minute, there was only a pair of plain white pants left on his body. With a mention of his front foot, when his toes were stained with the black bath soup, Nie Feng still unconsciously hesitated, but soon his slightly frowning eyebrows unfolded again, and the whole person fell into the bath soup lightly.

Nie Feng's skin was slightly dark, but compared to the jet-black bath soup, it was like a white sail in a black pool, and the completely different colors were often distinct.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the cries of distant puppets or ferocious beasts and birds, it seemed that he had completely fallen asleep within a radius of several miles, which made Nie Feng, who felt slightly uncomfortable when he first entered the bath, unconsciously feel slightly relaxed, and his spirit finally slowly fell silent.

Now Nie Feng only feels itchy all over his body, of course, this itch is not unbearable, but the feeling that seems to be pricked by a slender silver needle everywhere is not very comfortable, and for some reason, Nie Feng always feels that the itching of this prickly prickly does not seem to gradually disappear, but is intensifying slightly, which makes Nie Feng's heart unconsciously give birth to a trace of defensive consciousness.

Time passed little by little, and the moonlight quietly spilled on the wooden window, and then gradually tilted again, until it disappeared, and before you knew it, it was late at night. A gust of wind, like an ownerless ghost in the night, quietly leaned into the window lattice, and then wandered silently for a while, and then crashed into Nie Feng's face. Nie Feng's eyes, which had been silent for a long time, finally moved slightly.

"Sizzle...... Ha ......"

Now the feeling is already hot all over the body, Nie Feng took a lot of effort to hold back and not jump, this feeling is like the taste of chewing red pepper empty, but Nie Feng is a person who can't eat any spicy. Of course, it's still bearable, but the problem is that it seems that this hotness is intensifying and deepening......