Chapter 37: Tang Ling of the Nervous Bar
Forehead.
I said I couldn't find clothes.
It should have been accidentally stained with blood when treating Tang Xian.
I also know to help people clean up, even if you still have a little conscience.
Sha Zhendong felt in his heart.
I'll deal with it like this first, you come first.
Amount.
I passed.
Tang Xian wondered.
Come over here, I'll show you the wound.
It's not nice for me to walk around a sheet like this, no.
Oh.
Tang Xian responded.
obediently walked over and sat down next to Sha Zhendong.
Reach out.
Sha Zhendong said.
Tang Xian stretched out his injured arm. Did you pull up the sleeves of your clothes?
Fortunately, the clothes at home are relatively loose, so they can't hurt the wound.
It is estimated that Tang Xian also took this into account to wear such loose clothes, and it may also be a matter of habit, so he doesn't care about it.
Sha Zhendong looked at Tang Xian's wound and sighed softly.
The hand hidden in the sheet reached out.
Palm of your hand.
A silver needle appeared in Sha Zhendong's hand.
Hey.
Sha Zhendong's actions surprised Tang Xian.
Didn't this wretched guy have no clothes on, where was this silver needle hidden, and when I took off my clothes yesterday, I didn't find anything like silver needles hidden in my clothes.
Where the hell is it hidden?
Tang Xian was very curious.
It won't be hidden ...
Tang Xian instantly felt a little weird.
Sha Zhendong didn't think much about it, and pricked the silver needle on the acupuncture point next to Tang Xian's wound.
Only then did he use his true qi to clean up all the water on Tang Xian's wound.
Remove the silver needle.
With a flip of his hand, the silver needle disappeared into Sha Zhendong's hand.
At this time, Tang Xian realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something about Sha Zhendong.
To Tang Xian's surprise, this guy used his true qi just now, right or wrong, he used his true qi to treat his wounds.
Tang Xian is also an innate master, and he is no stranger to the thing of true qi.
I really can't imagine that Sha Zhendong, a bad guy, is also a martial arts master, and he can release his true qi, obviously the realm is not low, at least it is not lower than himself.
After putting away the silver needle.
A small bottle appeared in Sha Zhendong's hand again.
Forehead.
What is this?
Tang Xian asked curiously when he saw the bottle in Sha Zhendong's hand.
This is a gold sore medicine.
I was supposed to give it to you last night, but I was so tired that I didn't have time to put it on you.
It's not too late.
Oh, something like the Golden Sore Pill is very precious, how can you have such a thing, and where are you hiding?
Tang Xian said.
This gold sore medicine is not precious.
It was my grandfather who left it for me, but there wasn't much left.
As for where it is hidden, this is a secret.
As he spoke, he opened the small medicine bottle and applied medicine to Tang Xian's wound.
Tang Xian saw that Sha Zhendong was reluctant to tell him, and he didn't ask. Everyone has some secrets, let alone cultivators.
Like you don't have a secret?
Since Sha Zhendong is also a cultivator, it is very simple to be able to take out a silver needle casually, those powerful masters are said to have things that can store items.
It's not hard to have a car with you.
This is such a thing that I have only heard of and have not seen at all.
Why don't the bad guys have such an item?
Tang Xian glanced at Sha Zhendong's hand.
Sure enough, I saw an inconspicuous ring on Sha Zhendong's finger.
Immediately, Tang Xian's eyes lit up.
But Tang Xian didn't ask.
Soon Sha Zhendong gave Tang Xian good medicine.
And took some gauze from the medicine box that Tang Xian found and gave Tang Xian a simple bandage.
Dangdangdang, I'm back.
At this moment, the door to the living room was pushed open.
Tang Ling's voice came in.
The two turned their heads to look at the door.
I saw Tang Ling carrying a full bag in both hands, and what was even more funny was that she had a food bag around her neck.
Watching the two of them look at themselves like monkeys.
He said.
What are you all looking at, I don't know if you can help me, I will break my leg when I buy something for you.
Why don't you come and help me get something, who are they, do you have a conscience?
Tang Ling said while taking off her shoes.
Tang Xian smiled and walked over to help take the things from Tang Ling's hand.
He said.
You dead girl.
You're embarrassed to say it.
Let you go buy something, are you going to the United States to buy it or whatever.
You see how long you've been going.
It's been four or five hours, do you have a little sense of time?
Hey.
Auntie, don't blame me, I bought you a lot of delicious food.
Tang Ling ran to the sofa with a smile and sat down, and her little feet that had taken off her shoes were raised and placed on Sha Zhendong's thighs.
the groove.
Sha Zhendong was stupid in an instant.
You, you ...
This girl has a lot of nerves.
Didn't you see Lao Tzu's pants and didn't wear them?
Sha Zhendong's heart was broken.
You're not afraid of my invincible thigh hair.
Sha Zhendong glanced at Tang Ling and said.
Ha ha.
Where did you get your leg hair, I'll see.
Tang Ling said with a grin.
As he spoke, he dragged the sheet wrapped around Sha Zhendong with his hand.
Of course, Sha Zhendong couldn't let Tang Ling succeed, so he wrapped the sheets around his body.
The more this happened, Tang Ling became curious.
Why didn't Sha Zhendong let himself pull away the sheets wrapped around him.
Tang Ling was even more energetic.
Dead girl, what are you doing, don't pull the sheets on Zhendong's body.
Uh-uh.
Tang Ling glanced at Tang Xian in surprise.
No way.
Could it be that Sha Zhendong is now naked in battle, so Lao Mu Taitai is in the living room.
His usually serious and dignified aunt would defend him.
I'll go.
No, these two people just left for a short time, and there was some ulterior story.
Originally, Tang Ling was just joking with Sha Zhendong, and she didn't really want to pull Sha Zhendong's sheets.
But at this time, Tang Ling really wanted to pull away Sha Zhendong's sheet to see what was going on.
So the hand that pulled the quilt unconsciously pushed harder.
The white and tender little feet were still kicking on Sha Zhendong's thighs, trying to borrow some strength.
But just when the two of them were engaged in a tug-of-war back and forth, tragedy struck.
Sha Zhendong pulled the quilt's hand and slipped uncontrollably.
was ruthlessly opened by Tang Ling.
That's it.
Tang Ling kicked on Sha Zhendong's thigh due to too much force, and stepped on the root of Sha Zhendong's thigh the moment she pulled the sheet away.
Sha Zhendong was not calm for a while.
Nima, who the hell makes people step on it calmly.
Lao Tzu is dying of pain.
Tang Ling felt as if she had stepped on something, hard and hot, and it looked so big.
Tang Ling's feet moved unconsciously. Hey, this thing is a lot longer than my own feet.
Tang Xian, who was standing on the side, was also stupid.
She didn't expect her niece to be so strong and so nervous.
not only ripped off the fig leaf on others.
Where else do you step on people's homes?
Still looking unconscious.
At this time, it was too late to remind Tang Ling.
Stop it.
It's too shy to dare again, okay.
Tang Xian had to turn around with a red face.
Uh-uh.
That's not right.
At this time, Tang Ling also realized that something was wrong.
Only then did he look at his feet.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you can see it.
I saw that my white and tender little feet were really in close contact with someone.
Yes.
Tang Ling couldn't help but scream.
The decibel level is extraordinary.
Lightning's feet retracted.
Pretty blushing like a monkey's ass.