"Hmm, it's hot......"

Waves of heat in his body hit, and Su Ruotang's brows furrowed tightly.

Isn't she dead? How can you still feel the heat?

"Ugly is ugly, cover your face, just look at your figure, it should taste good."

An obscene male voice came, and in the confusion of consciousness, Su Ruotang noticed that someone was approaching.

She snapped open her eyes and sat up, grabbing the visitor by the neck as unfamiliar memories flooded into her mind.

She died and came alive again.

After being betrayed by his apprentice and digging out his heart and tragically died, he was reborn as the daughter of the prime minister of the Dongqi Dynasty in another world, born prematurely and frail, with black birthmarks on her face and an ugly appearance.

After the death of his mother, he didn't eat as well as the dog who guarded the house.

When he followed his father and accompanied the holy driver to Qingling Temple to pray for blessings, he was taken by his sister and was dissipated by the top medry.

The original subject was weak and couldn't tolerate the medicine, and he was dying.

The middle-aged man blushed and struggled in pain, "Stinky, let go of Lao Tzu, or Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

Su Ruotang frowned: "Be quiet!" ”

She was also unlucky, she was originally a modern ancient martial arts holy doctor, but she was betrayed by her only apprentice and died tragically with her heart gouged out.

The reborn body does not have more than ten kinds of poisons in the body, and there are seven or eight kinds of sick beauties...... No, sick ugly man.

The man was taken aback by the cold intent around her, and subconsciously didn't dare to speak.

Su Ruotang casually threw him on the ground and glanced at the incense burning on the table.

"Huh."

Su Ruotang chuckled, got up and opened the door, and in the shocked gaze of the maid outside the door, he clicked on her dumb hole and threw her into the house.

The original owner's sister arranged this big play, and she had to accompany her to finish the performance.

The heat in his body became more and more serious, Su Ruotang closed the door with his backhand, and looked for the humidity in the air to go back to the mountain.

Looking at the clouds and mist below, she jumped down without the slightest hesitation.

Depend on!

The moment he fell into the water, Su Ruotang's expression suddenly changed.

This is not a cold pool, it is a hot spring!

I wanted to rely on Hantan to force out the medicinal properties in my body with internal force, but now the heat in my body is stimulated by the hot spring, and there is only one way to solve it, otherwise my blood will burst and die.

I just don't know which one is more ugly, digging out the heart or bursting the blood.

Su Ruotang poked his head out and wiped the water on his face.

In the next second, she looked happy.

Not far ahead, a man in a white undershirt leaned against the edge of the spring with his eyes closed.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Su Ruotang couldn't help but have a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Under the curling water vapor, the man's face is beautiful, and his eyebrows and eyes reveal an unapproachable sense of alienation, cold and noble.

Su Ruotang was Yan Kong, so he smacked his mouth and picked up the man's clothes.

"Beauty, save the rivers and lakes, don't worry, I'm not a good person, I won't be responsible for you."

As soon as he took off the man's shirt, he raised his eyes to a pair of light and cold black eyes.

"Who are you?"

Mo Yingyan's voice was low and cold, but the sound quality was warm and clear, as if the mutton fat white jade had fallen into the 10,000-year-old Xuanxi, with a biting chill.

Biting his fingers and thinking for a moment, Su Ruotang reached out and touched his textured chest, tilted his head and smiled, "I'm the fairy who came to save you." ”

"You are presumptuous!" Mo Yingyan's eyes were surging with murderous intent, and his tone was filled with frost and cold.

The woman in front of her has smooth and delicate skin on the right side of her face, and a black birthmark the size of a quail egg on the left side of her face, which sounds like a broken gong.

With this dignity, how could she be embarrassed to say that she was a fairy?

Su Ruotang raised his hand and picked up his chin: "Beauty, if you coax me well, maybe I will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

If Mo Yingyan hadn't been able to move because of the cold poison in her body, she would definitely slap her to death.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "If you dare to touch me, I will kill you!" ”

"A beauty dies under her skirt, and she is also a ghost."

Su Ruotang clicked on Mo Yingyan's dumb, pinched his wrist and was just about to get started.

In the next moment, her movements suddenly stopped.

In the memory of the original owner, the beauty in front of him was the murderous third prince Mo Yingyan, and he was also the favorite prince of Emperor Wushun of the Eastern Qi Dynasty.

He went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, and he was a myth of invincibility in the East Qi, but after defeating the enemy army three years ago, he was poisoned by cold and died soon.

In the blink of an eye, Su Ruotang lowered his head and bit his wrist without hesitation in Mo Yingyan's murderous eyes.

The best antidote to Huanyansan is men, but if it is a man who has been poisoned by cold, his blood can also cure Huanyansan.

Mo Yingyan had never been so light, so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out and fainted.

The sweet and slightly cool blood filled his mouth, and it was not until the heat in his body completely subsided that Su Ruotang let go.

She looked at the blood marks on Mo Yingyan's porcelain-white wrist that were gnawed by her, and it was rare to have a trace of weakness.

After a moment of entanglement, Su Ruotang's fingertips gathered internal force and quickly clicked on the acupuncture points on Mo Yingyan's body.

The action is smooth and done in one go.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Su Ruotang withdrew his internal force, his body shook slightly, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth dripped into the water.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth casually, and rubbed Mo Yingyan's face.

"Beauty, you save my life, I am not ungrateful, and the poison in your body will not attack in the next three months."

What she didn't notice was that the blood fell on the blood jade bracelet on her wrist and disappeared in an instant.

Soon after, two black shadows fell on the edge of the hot spring, looking at his own master, who was half-naked, his clothes were disheveled, and his porcelain white wrists were covered with tooth marks.

They looked like they had seen a ghost: ???

Who can tell them what happened?

They just left just half a stick of incense, and their own master was strengthened?

Look at this situation, or is it the one who is stunned?