"Your beauty is a demon, tonight I will show you what it means to be a man's true beauty." Fang Ruxi thought of Nangong Mingyu, she thought that his beauty was the real beauty!

The beauty of Nangong Mingyu is the real beauty of a man, with masculine beauty.

"We'll see."

"......" Fang Ruxi was surprised, he actually compromised.

Once again, it's fantastic.

……

"You woman don't look at me like that, I call it self-confidence." Tang Yuxuan's purple lips outlined the most beautiful arc.

He's confident enough.

Fang Ruxi ignored his words, turned his head and asked with concern, "Brother Yu Shu, are you okay?" ”

He's been coughing, as if he's coughing more and more often, is it really okay?

"Ahem...... Ahem...... I, ahem, I'm fine. "He's fine for now.

Fang Ruxi turned her head to look at Shen Feiyang, who was left behind, and saw that he kept lowering her eyes, she frowned slightly.

The seat next to her was occupied by Tang Yushu and Tang Yuxuan, and there was indeed no place for him, but he was a little too jealous just now, and she almost fell down.

Shen Feiyang seemed to feel the light in her eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he found that it was his own delusion, and he was extremely depressed.

Fang Ruxi didn't know what would happen and what he would encounter when he went to see Nangong Mingyu this time, and he felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

She knew that Wubi and Charm Night had hidden a little from her, what was they hiding, could it be serious?

……

……

Fang Ruxi and the others walked towards this side, Nangong Mingyu didn't receive any information at all, he was really too decadent recently.

No matter how he developed it, he still couldn't find the poison that could cure his face.

Today, he came to the pavilion at the top of the mountain alone, still tinkering with the medicinal herbs he had found from all directions.

The serious back, the familiar medicinal herbs, and the gentle blowing of the wind make everything seem so beautiful and harmonious.

Nangong Mingyu was dressed in a purple-black robe, with long hair draped behind him, hanging down on both sides of his ears, turning in one direction, his entire face was covered by a silver mask, and the only thing exposed on his body was his slender and powerful palms.

Looking closer, you can still see his charming phoenix eyes.

"Nangong, why are you here?" Behind him was a crisp, puzzled voice.

Nangong Mingyu frowned slightly, this slightly familiar voice was......

He turned his head and saw the two people behind him, and was immediately very depressed, how could he meet them here.

"Nangong, what's wrong with you?" Ling Geyan walked up the stairs and approached him.

Nangong Mingyu roared: "Don't come over." ”

Ling Geyan and Yi Yuhan looked at each other, the person in front of him was indeed Nangong Mingyu, but there seemed to be fear in his voice that he had never felt before.

Yes, I was afraid, thinking of this, Ling Geyan stepped forward quickly, and asked eagerly: "Nangong, what's wrong with you?" ”

She looked at the various medicinal materials on the stone table in front of him, she had been dealing with medicines since she was a child, and she could see at a glance what kind of medicinal herbs these were, and ......

Most of these herbs are used to detoxify, or to restore the skin.

"I've seen enough, leave now." Nangong Mingyu knew her abilities, and he knew that she could recognize them at a glance, but he didn't want her to see him like this.

Maybe he didn't want to hear her sarcastic words about him, but now he can't stand what others say about his face.

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Chapter 3 of the Thirteenth