Seeing that Yi Huang was silent, Zhao Fushuang asked, "What about asking you, do you agree?" ”

After a long time, he replied, "I don't need help. ”

Zhao Fushuang snorted: "Do you don't need assistance, or do you think I'm too weak to be your assistant?" ”

"Both."

And all more!

Zhao Fushuang was choked by Yi Huang's big truth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Okay, my strength is really not good, it's not so much to be his assistant, it's better to directly ask him for protection.

But Zhao Fushuang suddenly blurted out without knowing why, "What kind of god plant is Yun Banqing?" ”

Yi Huang was stunned and didn't answer for a long time.

Zhao Fushuang regretted it after he said it, but if he didn't answer, her backbone came out: "If you don't answer, you will go down, I don't need you to regulate, if you don't regulate, I will die, my death is caused by you, and you will live in guilt for the rest of your life." ”

Yi Huang: "......"

What a scoundrel!

Zhao Fushuang really began to struggle.

Yi Huang reluctantly spoke: "It's a trace grass." ”

Grass Hunting?

The legendary grass is very rare and can be used to find out the traces of things?

I heard that some mutated tracers can also look back to the past and explore the future.

To put it bluntly, it's also an auxiliary.

This is a suitable assistance, no wonder she is so disgusted.

Zhao Fushuang is not spineless: "I must be the most powerful cure in the future, if I miss today, you will beg to be my main attack in the future, and I don't want you." ”

“……”

Still begging to be her main attacker?

A cure that can't be settled in a month?

Scold!

Talent is not good, imagination is enough.

Ignoring Zhao Fushuang's vexatious trouble, Yi Huang slowly collected the mana in his palm.

In the tone of an elder, he said earnestly: "You can find the main attack that fits you slowly, but your cultivation method is really too extreme, and you are only fifty divine strains now, and you still have a chance to correct it." ”

Zhao Fu lowered her eyes and played with her fingers.

She still doesn't know what the situation is, and she hasn't figured out the reason for the loss of talent, and strength is what she lacks the most now.

In the event of a war with the Yunding faction.

For revenge, what she needs is a blow to win, not a way out for herself.

If the Yunding faction can't give her justice, she doesn't mind dying together.

Of course, in this case, there is a huge disparity in strength, and the other party is overwhelming, unless she gets a great opportunity, otherwise, there is not much possibility of retreating.

Yi Huang's white clothes were soaked with sweat, and he got out of bed with a tired look.

It is a pleasant thing to cultivate and obtain, but when you are re-removed, you also suffer.

He applied two purification techniques to himself, removed the sweat on his body, glanced at Zhao Fushuang, and gave her a purification technique.

Zhao Fu was cleaned up inside and out.

Zhao Fushuang, who became refreshed in an instant, was stunned.

What is Cleansing?

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a bath!

Wherever the mana passed, it was clear inside and out.

That is, Yi Huang bathed her?!

Zhao Fushuang's heart was turbulent, but someone took it for granted.

Zhao Fushuang leaned sideways against the wall with difficulty, and poked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, "Is it because you have slept that you are becoming less and less polite to me now?" ”

Yi Huang said solemnly: "I turned off my five senses. ”

Zhao Fushuang was a little speechless.

Or do people who lack seven emotions and six desires really lack roots?

"Do you think this is okay, I also close my five senses, you let me touch your chest, and we'll settle this matter."

Yi Huang stiffened: "."

When you think about it this way, it seems that there is something wrong with it.

After many years of companionship, Banqing has always known how to advance and retreat, and when the relationship between the two really warmed up, she had to soar, speaking of which, he didn't have much experience with women.

Zhao Fushuang is more informal than men, and after a long time, the defense of men and women will inevitably be relaxed.

Yi Lian apologized seriously, "I'm sorry, Ning Shuang is on duty in the Tears Realm of the Peak Wu, and I can't be on call, when you are unconscious, I am doing all the purification techniques." ”

Zhao Fushuang: "."

Mind turning.

In fact, at first, Yi Lian still ignored her, and it was her own pulling and pulling that she was not serious, which made him less guarded.

Zhao Fushuang felt that she seemed to have become squeamish, she was not so awkward before, and she didn't know when she started, she was unforgiving, but in fact, she didn't like to have too close contact with Yi Huang.

"Forget it, I won't touch you, you don't have to be so serious, pay attention to it with the girl in the future, it's easy for people to get entangled."

Yi Huang walked to a futon three meters away from the stone bed to meditate and pranayama.

However, it was not settled for a while.

In fact, Zhao Fushuang's words are redundant, although he forgot to be proportional to her, but other girls, he is sure, no one can get close to him, let alone cross the line!

Yi Huang listened to her words, and in the next three days, Zhao Fushuang's body was drenched with sweat again and again because of weakness, and he never cared about her except for occasionally pouring her a glass of water.

Zhao Fushuang wanted to give himself a slap.

Call you troublesome!

People ignore you, right?

Zhao Fushuang recovered for some time, and with some strength in her hands, she knocked on the bamboo on the bed: "Can you help me get a bucket of bath water?" ”

Zhao Fushuang is a person, and when he indulges it, he can sleep like a walking corpse on the river beach for a few days.

She didn't have to get it clean, either.

Mainly, "I want to take a medicated bath." ”

The medicated bath was mild and suited to her current state.

She wants to heal her wounds as soon as possible and go to the top.

Yi Huang looked over, water was not a problem, but: "There are no herbs." ”

Zhao Fushuang: "."

The two were separated by a distance of three meters, one was lying and the other was sitting, looking at each other, and their emotions were complicated.

Even if she took his space container, but on his territory, he was a mountain master to the extent of him, and there was no one.

Yi Huang's face was a little unbearable, and he said, "I'll go find Yukun." ”

What to do with Yukun?

Borrow?

Why did she think that the rumored puppet leader was also unreliable?

Will a mountain lord borrow some herbs from a master, and the head of the mountain said bitterly and hatefully: "No." ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Fushuang shook his head again and again, he should have thought too much, if he didn't even have some medicinal herbs for medicinal baths, then it would be meaningless to live.

Yi Huang put the bath bucket into a space bag and left.

After a while, Yi Lian came back, but his face was not good.

Zhao Fushuang suddenly had a hunch, she wouldn't have guessed correctly, right?

He took the bathtub out of the space container, put it into the bamboo screen, threw a few handfuls of dried and scattered herbs into the tub, and said seriously: "Go clubbing." ”

Zhao Fushuang was dumbfounded: "."

She wondered if she hadn't seen it clearly.

Just a few wisps of dead grass?

Count a fart medicated bath!

She was right, that boss was really a poor man.

Zhao Fushuang shrank her shoulders into the quilt, her shoulders shook, and her wound hurt so much with her laughter!

The dignified mountain lord and the head of a faction live not as well as a mortal!

This Yunding faction is simply ridiculous!

Yi Huang's eyes darkened and explained: "Yukun doesn't understand alchemy. ”

Zhao Fushuang waved his hand: "Don't explain, understand." ”

She said this, her eyes still full of laughter.

The laugh was not mockery, it seemed to be purely amused.

The big and bright fox eyes laughed with affection at the end of the eyes, the cheeks that could be broken by the blow were dyed crimson because of the long smile, the bright facial features were vivid and compelling, and the forehead was repeatedly black hair and sweaty sideburns, and the light was shining.

At this moment, for the first time in 5,000 years, Yi Lian had a distinction between beauty and ugliness for girls.

Zhao Fushuang may be really good-looking.

Better looking than all the girls.

From a pale and sickly smile to a ruddy and bright smile, it becomes more and more fragile and precious.

Yi Huang lost his mind for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he rubbed his eyebrows fiercely, turned around and walked out of the cave.