Fourth Counter Plane: The Love of the Immortal Corpse King42



Fuyao was a little flattered and looked at the man in Xuanyi who was standing beside the bed, and suddenly felt that she was looking at him too directly in such a stunned way, and lowered her head a little shyly. Some nervously twisted the hair hanging down on his chest, hiding the excitement that he couldn't hold back in his heart. Soft and greasy, he said: "The god has also been injured, and it will be a little inappropriate to help the slave heal his injuries like this." A slave despises his body, how can he compare to God......"

"Don't say that, no matter how high or low, you are injured because of me. Sit down. ”

Listening to Hou Qing's somewhat impatient tone, Fuyao was a little aggrieved. And he heard that he did this to her because she had been wounded for his sake. The pear blossom that cried with the rain I saw pity and said softly: "The god is so kind to the slave because of this matter, and the slave thinks about it too much." ”

Hou Qing is a person who is not very patient, and he wants to heal her here. After saying a few words, the woman cried as if she had been bullied by him. Fang was about to brush his sleeves away, but he heard the woman say in a tired voice: "God, can you know the heart of a slave?" ”

Her heart? How does he know! There's nothing wrong with this woman, right?

He was still thinking about whether to throw this woman to Ying Long, anyway, this woman was there to save his injuries. Over there, the fairy swayed, and began to recall with a bit of nostalgia for the brocade.

"I wonder if the gods can remember that 800 years ago, you once rescued a Fuyao flower under the mouth of a two-headed lion in Kunlun Mountain? At that time, the slave had just been transformed, and he didn't listen to his mother's advice and secretly ran to Kunlun Mountain to take a look at the Wanli Yao Pond. But he never thought that on the way, he encountered a fierce two-headed lion, and he was frightened back to his original form. At that time, the slave thought that he was going to die, but at the last moment, you raised the sword of the Immortal Flame and saved the slave. ”

Speaking of this, I saw Fuyao paused like a little woman: "It was also at that time that the slave had a heart of admiration for God. I don't know, I don't know if God has a little bit of joy for slaves? Fu Yao raised his head and looked at Hou Qing, who was expressionless, and continued with some sadness: "God may have forgotten such a long-standing thing. It's a slave who trespasses. ”

The person who can keep Houqing in his heart and often miss, except for his sister Houtu, is the person he wants to be black next......

Hearing the woman say this that she saved her, Hou Qing couldn't remember it, but when she heard the two-headed lion, she was slightly impressed. However, the truth is cruel, it is true that Hou Qing killed the two-headed lion, but he has no impression of saving Fuyao. At that time, the reason why he went to kill the two-headed lion was because Kua's father was collecting ingredients, and he also wanted to taste the taste of the two-headed lion that was very different from ordinary lions. At that time, after he killed the beast with a sword, he left with the lion, and those flowers and plants had a hairy relationship with him?!

But when he saw the woman looking at him with some grievances, he didn't know why. I want to blurt out the words I don't remember, but I can't say anything.

After a few quarters of an hour, Qing was irritable, he was irritable. When he came back, he looked at Mo Xiaomo, who was standing under the plum tree, and he had something to tell him. But when the man came, he didn't even enter the door, but he left again. Doesn't she even want him?

Glancing at the woman on the bed again, he thought about this woman he had obviously come into contact with a few times at all, why did he always bear it? Being inexplicably affected by a person's mood in this way, Hou Qing was a little annoyed.

Fang heard footsteps outside the door again, so he flicked his sleeves and flashed out. Ying Long, who had just walked outside the palace gate, was stunned by Hou Qing's dark face as soon as he raised his head.

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