Xuan Mo quickly left the Jizo King's place, and soon returned to the palace, instructing the guards to strengthen their vigilance, and specially asked the guards to pay attention to the people from the Jizo King's faction.

The wound on Han Xiaoxi's shoulder had been treated simply, Xuan Mo carried her directly into the room, and the concerned Huo Jing hurriedly wanted to help, but was stopped by Xuan Mo at the door.

Huojing had to obey the orders of the Night King, but she was still a little worried, so she stayed not far away.

Xuanmo was not good at medical skills, but he had a lot of research on the magic weapons developed by King Jizo.

This black arrow is different from ordinary magic weapons, one is that it is made with a mixture of multiple attributes, and it has the characteristics of combining the strengths of everyone, and the other is that it can only be inserted inside, not pulled out.

Xuan Mo slightly tilted Han Xiaoxi's shoulders to the edge of the bed and whispered to her.

"Do you love me?"

Han Xiaoxi stared at Xuan Mo in front of him with inexplicable eyes, his panicked eyes were like a bird that couldn't find his way back.

"What?"

Why did such a sentence suddenly pop up?

"Love me?"

Xuan Mo repeated it again.

"What?"

Han Xiaoxi pretended not to hear or really couldn't hear, Xuan Mo didn't want to pay attention.

Because the next pain is something that Han Xiaoxi never wants to experience in this life.

"Grit your teeth and save yourself a moment of biting your tongue. ”

Before Han Xiaoxi could react, at that moment, Xuan Mo pulled the head of the black arrow directly out of Han Xiaoxi's shoulder, and directly took out the slender black arrow.

Her face was twisted by the sudden pain, and she took on a terrible hideous appearance, gasping for breath and pale.

"You...... You ......"

She couldn't say a word for a while, trembling with intense pain.

At that moment, Xuan Mo covered his hand directly over the wound, and used his own black juice to fill it for a short time with the thick dirty blood, as well as the surrounding wound flesh.

Interestingly, Xuanmo's black juice was mixed with some golden spiritual power, which had a powerful healing effect.

It quickly helped Han Xiaoxi relieve some of the pain.

Of course, it was only partially, she gradually eased, and her body slowly flattened, but there was still unbearable pain that continued to ferment, she endured not to let out pain and wail, just stubbornly biting her lower lip.

"Don't put up with it. ”

Xuan Mo looked at her rosy lips, which had deep tooth marks on them, and felt distressed.

"No!

Han Xiaoxi was about to reach the limit of his endurance, and he felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart by pain.

At this moment, Xuan Mo didn't care about anything else, and directly covered Han Xiaoxi's body with his clothes, pressing Han Xiaoxi's body with his huge body.

Use his powerful gravity to control Han Xiaoxi's body and prevent her from hurting herself from excessive pain.

"Go down. ”

Han Xiaoxi is in this kind of gap, and there is still enough time to take care of his face here.

Her pale face was covered with beads of sweat, and her fingers clutched the brocade quilt tightly, and her white fingertips looked very hard.

"What will you do if I go down, obedient. ”

Xuan Mo used her body to form a stable shackle, and used the juice on her hands to help Han Xiaoxi repair it, but she still felt so much pain that she didn't look like a man.

Xuan Mo's heart was like a knife, and his seemingly cold face also showed a lot of concern.

"Does it still hurt?"

"What do you say?"

Han Xiaoxi said this, while raising her chest high because of pain, her whole body arched her back, and tears hurriedly fell down her cheeks, like a broken thread of Buddha beads, rolling down onto the brocade quilt, and then disappeared without a trace.

"That can't be helped. ”

Xuanmo looks like he's going to make a killer move.

He kissed her lips directly to her white lips, using strong possession to transfer to the spiritual power, so that the direct contact of the skin was indeed much better with mouth-to-mouth kisses.

Since being with Han Xiaoxi alone, he has crossed many times of spiritual power, if it weren't for Xuan Mo's previous dedication to cultivation and the amount of spiritual power he had accumulated, I am afraid that he would not be able to sustain Han Xiaoxi's consumption.

Crossing spiritual power is a very physically demanding thing, not to mention such a full flow of pure spiritual power, Xuan Mo also gasped after a while, and hurriedly lifted his body.

When Xuan Mo left, Han Xiaoxi felt the pain that had already become gentle, and it became intense again.

She didn't care about that, so she just stretched out her long arm directly, hooked the back of Xuan Mo's neck, and then forced him back and continued to entangle with her.

She eagerly drew spiritual power to relieve the pain until it was completely relieved.

She pressed against Xuan Mo's forehead and let go of his lips, only a little gap.

After confirming that the terrible pain never appeared again, Han Xiaoxi turned his face sideways, completely forgetting his initiative and urgency just now, and hurriedly pushed Xuan Mo's chest.

"You get up. ”

"Wouldn't it be a little too ruthless to let me go just after I ran out?"

Xuan Mo hadn't completely finished pranayama, but when he saw that Han Xiaoxi's pain had eased a little, he also put his mind at ease.

With a huge consumption of spiritual power at one time, even the extremely powerful Night King will be a little unbearable.

So he also didn't move.

Seeing that he couldn't push away the heavy body of the Night King, Han Xiaoxi could only slowly stroke his hand down the Night King's body.

Xuan Mo really thought that Han Xiaoxi had opened his mind.

"You ......"

Just when he was whimsical, Han Xiaoxi used that ingenuity to smoothly move Xuanmo to his side, allowing his arms, legs and feet to see the light of day again.

"Whew, you're crushing me!"

She complained without hesitation, forgetting who had just saved her.

Xuan Mo's face was like an iceberg, and there was anger and unhappiness hidden under his emotions.

Throw it away when it's used up.

Is it when he Xuanmo is a tool man?

Doesn't he have a faceless night king?

"Han Xiaoxi. ”

This is the eve of the storm, the surging torrent is under the hidden emotion, Han Xiaoxi has just gotten rid of the pain, and he has not been able to detect Xuan Mo's emotions.

"Huh?"

"I think you're itching. ”

"Huh?"

Han Xiaoxi replied casually, tilting his head sideways, supporting his head comfortably with one hand, and moving his shoulder.

Xuan Mo made a temporary spiritual power filling, sealing the wound, as long as he didn't fight too vigorously, the wound was not afraid of cracking.

"Ahh

Xuan Mo had just delivered too much spiritual power, and he felt that his back was a little empty and his essence was insufficient.

Otherwise, he must teach this little woman a good lesson, so that she knows what it means to be high and thick.

Xu is Han Xiaoxi had just gone crazy because of the intense pain, and she continued to tease Xuan Mo without knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Rekindled the flame that had just been extinguished, and his fingers just slid lightly along Xuan Mo's cheeks, touching the hard contours of his cheeks with soft fingertips, overcoming rigidity with softness, and slowly opening his heart.

The excessively gentle touch turned into a feather scratching at the tip of the heart, seemingly up and not down, the two swayed, but it made people helpless.

She moved forward slowly, using her body movements to resolve Xuanmo's unhappiness and anger just now.

Then they turned sideways and narrowed the distance between each other, and just half-lay down on his back and stayed at the position below him, looking at him quietly.

The fiery eyes are like a red rose that has just bloomed, with a little morning dew on it, and it is so delicate that people want to pick it at any time.

Although this delicate red rose lost a few petals because of the pain just now, the scattered beauty is even more cherished.

Xuan Mo gently put his hand on the back of her head, adjusting the angle of the back of her neck so that she could be more comfortable with her own kiss.

The flame was lit again, and the intimate lips intertwined.

Han Xiaoxi still desperately wanted more and more, but Xuanmo retreated first.

"Next time. ”

The iceberg's face seemed to be immovable, but the hidden heat underneath was enough to burn the heart.

"Next time?"

Han Xiaoxi's half-confused eyes seemed to have just woken up from sleep, and he didn't want to leave Xuan Mo's embrace, so he went up his chest and put his little face in his heart.

"Yes, next time. ”

Xuan Mo's body was a little weak, and he had just consumed too much spiritual power, he smiled miserably, but he still pretended to be indifferent, and floated up like a swallow.

But after shaking twice, he almost fell on the door frame, if Han Xiaoxi hadn't stepped forward in time, I am afraid that Xuan Mo's skull would have to have a good time with the bedpost.

"Someone!"

Han Xiaoxi shouted anxiously.

Lu Qiao hurriedly ran in from outside, picked up Xuanmo for Han Xiaoxi, and sent him to the Night King's own room.

"What's going on? Hurry! Get the blame doctor. ”

Xuan Mo was still dying, he hurriedly stopped Lu Qiao, and then commanded.

"The strange doctor is a person from the king of Jizo, so he can't be called. ”

"No, who else knows how to heal?"

Han Xiaoxi said nervously.

At this moment, I saw a familiar golden figure walking slowly from the corner of the wall.

It turned out to be a fallen seed.

Han Xiaoxi thought that he was a little flustered in a hurry, and he had some illusion.

But Lu Qiao also looked in that direction and was stunned.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, Xuan Mo also turned his cheeks, and then he found out......

That's really the seeds.

"Long time no see. ”

Zi'er's calm appearance seemed to have thought that Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo would definitely be so surprised.

She walked over, gently lifted her dress, and then sat on the side of the bed, taking the pulse of Xuanmo.

"I'm going to get some medicine for him and rest for a few days. ”

When Zi'er went out, Han Xiaoxi found his voice back.

"You're not...... Say she died for you?"

"It's dead. ”

Xuan Mo couldn't be more sure, the seed at that time must have fallen, how could the same person appear again.

"Dead?"

Lu Qiao was also a little disbelieving, rubbed his eyes, looked at the place where Zi'er had just sit, and touched it again.

The result is a quick retraction of the hand.

Xuan Mo looked at Lu Qiao with a questioning expression.

"There's no temperature at all. ”