Yi Huang was not surprised at all: "What is the basis?" ”

"I noticed that when Sui Mirage killed the Butterfly King, the Butterfly King didn't even resist, so if he openly killed me, I might also jump twice, and a powerhouse with a ninety divine plant body would not even splash a ripple?"

"The most likely thing is that as early as when Sui Mirage attacked the Butterfly King, the Butterfly King was secretly seriously injured and dying."

"Therefore, I thought that in addition to the Sui Mirage's hidden cultivation, at least one of the ten of us had a cultivation above the ninety divine plants, as for who this person is, it is really difficult to judge."

Yi Huang said lightly: "At a critical moment, why is it called Sui Mirage?" ”

"......" Zhao Fushuang: "I said so much, you heard this?" ”

"I'm not there to conclude your guess, you're smart enough to believe your guess."

Well, that's a barely reasonable answer.

Zhao Fushuang: "It's time for you to answer my question, what do you know?" ”

"There are indeed two of you who are cultivating as quasi-immortals, and you have to judge for yourself who they are."

Zhao Fushuang said bluntly: "Is it Xie Zhiyu?" ”

"Why him?"

"At that time, the war was so long, that person didn't make a move, but after I was injured, I think this person should have no ill will towards me, but Xie Zhiyu is the most invisible, and I have no malice towards me."

Yi Huang didn't say yes, nor did he say no, but said lightly: "I know that this person is unfathomable, so keep my distance from him." ”

"...... "She didn't get close to him, besides, after so long, Xie Zhiyu didn't mean to approach her.

Looking horizontally and vertically, it is also her villain's heart and the belly of a gentleman!

Zhao Fushuang secretly wondered: "These people are really annoying, what is the purpose of hiding and hiding?" ”

Yi Huang didn't answer her question, but said: "It's related to you, you don't need to work hard, the answer will surface, it has nothing to do with you, let alone explore, if you know more, you will only get into trouble." ”

"I know." She is not interested in other people's affairs.

After a long time, Zhao Fushuang suddenly said: "Tie Xin, are you afraid that I will cause trouble, or do you really care about me?" ”

Yi Lian replied truthfully: "Both." ”

"Okay." She took a step forward, and he didn't back down, he was the man she wanted!

"I don't need to heal."

"Huh?"

Zhao Fushuang turned his head and said with a smile in his eyes: "My injury is not good for a day, so there is a reason not to leave here." ”

Looking at the smile in her smart eyebrows, Yi Huang's heart was weightless, and his voice was hoarse for a long time: "What do you want?" ”

Zhao Fushuang stretched out his hand: "Hold hands, husband." ”

The hand stretched out in front of him was slender and white, and he still remembered the touch.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant to touch her.

After all, he couldn't accept the reaction of his body that was not controlled by his own will.

Zhao Fushuang's hand was handed forward again.

Yi Huang hesitated for a moment and reached out to hold it.

It's still soft but a little chilly to the touch.

He subconsciously tightened his fingers, trying to warm the cold in his hands.

Obviously, Zhao Fushuang is bold, and she is just a girl, ten fingers touched, and she stiffened imperceptibly.

He looked at her, her dark eyelashes fluttering, and her snow-white earlobes under the black hair of her sideburns quietly turned red.

He couldn't help but find it funny.

Sharp words have become the best weapon to hide her timidity, and sometimes, it is easy to ignore the softness of her character as a girl.

In fact, there are some things that have become facts, so she doesn't have to take the initiative.

Yi Huang tightened her palm, rubbing the back of her hand with her thumb and fingertips, "Cold?" ”

Zhao Fu stiffened and nodded, "Cold." ”

When she came here, she was cold all the time.

In other words, on this Mayfly Mountain, she is easily cold, and her emotions fluctuate a lot.

Between the hands of the two of them, Yi Huang's mana flowed into her body, "I said, I don't heal my wounds." ”

"You can stay if you're injured, no one will force you to go."

"You don't understand."

She was in a dilemma, enjoying his warmth and desperate to know what had happened in the past, and occasionally wanting to find out why her talent had been lost.

Yi Huang: "......"

He didn't understand, just because she didn't want to be happy with her.

Yi Lian no longer channeled mana for her.

Her mana healing power is very strong, she doesn't deliberately heal her wounds, and she heals faster than others.

As soon as her heart moved, a thick cloak fell on her shoulder, and the crisp smell of bamboo was strong: "If you don't want to heal, you can rest for a while." ”

Zhao Fushuang really didn't have much energy, turned around and lay on his lap.

In the past, he couldn't control his thoughts about her when he resisted her, but now that it is justified, he himself doesn't believe that he will not have beautiful thoughts.

He tensed his voice, "Where's your bamboo bed?" ”

"In order to save my life, I gave it to someone in the stone house."

Yi Huang: "......"

Zhao Fushuang breathed the crisp fragrance of bamboo, and his heavy heart was relieved, and he pillowed on his lap and said in a muffled voice: "Bamboo, I'm actually not happy." ”

She can't describe her depression specifically, but she probably knows that she misses the grandfather she has never met, the mother-in-law of the fire tree, and he also misses him!

This kind of sadness can only be better when he is around.

The idea of finding some excuse to let her sleep elsewhere can no longer be said: "Sleep." ”

Zhao Fushuang's body was injured, and his depressed mood was faintly relieved, and he fell asleep after a while.

Looking at her pale cheeks pillowing on his knees, thinking about the fragility when she said she was unhappy, Yi Huang didn't have a charming idea, but just realized the emotion of pity.

After his hand landed between her hair, he realized that he had the heart to take it away, and finally gave up.

He looked up at the starry charts, occasionally rubbing her hair, as if he could soothe her so-called unhappiness.

Everything was originally harmonious, until Zhao Fushuang turned over a few times, and Yi Huang's face was completely black!

Probably because his knees were stiff, she moved towards his thighs.

I didn't stop until I found the right spot.

And he's on the verge of spiraling out of control.

At that moment, desire, the rise of thought was like love ~ desire, which was suddenly opened, and countless greed and infatuation swarmed in, completely controlling him as a person.

Yi Huang turned over, Zhao Fushuang was already placed under him~, and his two hands were desperately supporting the ground, so that he would not be controlled by lust~ desire.

However, the more you try to control it, the more you lose control.

His eyes fell uncontrollably on her beautiful soft lips, on her pale cheeks, on her snow-white neck.

There is even an obsession that repeatedly reminds him that he is her woman, as it should be, and it is a matter of course to get her!

At this moment, Zhao Fushuang frowned, landed on his abdomen with one hand, and slowly opened his eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other, one is confused, and the other is fiery.

When Yi Huang came back to his senses, his sideburns were sweating, "I'm sorry." ”

When he was about to get up on the ground, his neckline was grabbed by Zhao Fushuang, who was moving faster than his brain.

"What do you want to do?"

What does he want to do?!

Will she not know?

Yi Lian still overestimated his reason, and almost when she grabbed her neckline, his body had already fallen, and he held her tightly in his arms.

(End of chapter)