The power of the explosion is not small, and the broken cauldron pieces are large and small.

It is especially difficult to clean up finely broken pieces of tripod.

After finally taking off Feng Xin's robe, he remained silent, but his forehead was full of sweat.

Looking at Feng Xin's skinless back, Ye Lingyue's nose was sore, and she pretended to be angry and reproached.

"Next time you encounter this kind of thing, don't stand in front of me."

Ye Lingyue regretted it very much. She should have told Feng Xin earlier that she was in Hongmengtian, and she had a dry cauldron to protect her body. Even in the face of an explosion, she could still get out of her body.

She doesn't need, nor does she want to let him block her with flesh and blood.

After speaking, Ye Lingyue bit her tongue, what is the next time.

This time, it was enough, how could there be another time.

Seeing that Ye Lingyue was annoyed and distressed again, looking like she wanted to bite off her tongue, Feng Xin's handsome face opened with a grin.

There was a hint of drowning on the white face.

"If there is another next time, I will stand in front of you. You shouldn't have any scars on your body, it won't look good."

After he said that, his slender fingers slid across Ye Lingyue's cheek.

The girl's face turned red because of her nervousness. There was a bit of redness in her fans, and her hand felt quite good. For a while, he was reluctant to withdraw.

He stared at Ye Lingyue, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

Ye Lingyue's skin is very good, as smooth as a piece of white jade, he is really reluctant to leave any scars on it.

Those bloody and violent things, he could not wait to block them all for her.

Ye Lingyue's face was hot when Feng Xin saw it, she patted his hand a little embarrassedly, and jumped up and stood up.

"It grows on me, whether it looks good or not, it doesn't matter what you do. Don't move around, I'll fetch water and wash it for you first."

Saying that, she covered her face and ran away like a rabbit.

Seeing her appearance as a little woman, Feng Xin had long forgotten the pain caused by the wound.

In the room, the man's happy laughter echoed.

When the figure of the woman disappeared completely, Feng Xin moved her muscles and bones, her eyes dimmed, and her amber eyes shone brightly in the dark night, like a wild leopard king.

With his hands bent, his graceful muscles tightened, and his broad back arched into a semi-arched shape.

The Yuan force in the body moved up a small week.

He could only hear a few "puffs", and the fragments that pierced into Fengxin's back, under the action of the strong Yuan force in his body, shot straight out like pear blossoms in a torrential rain, and fell to the ground along with a large amount of blood.

This kind of injury may seem serious to Ye Lingyue, but to Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, who started licking blood on the tip of his knife when he was more than ten years old, it was just a drizzle.

The reason why he didn't act sooner was because he wanted to see how his little woman was gently caring and caring for him.

However, when he saw Ye Lingyue's red eyes and distressed eyes, he felt distressed.

Ye Lingyue ordered the shop assistant to prepare hot water, and when she came back, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya haven't come back yet, but the city lord's mansion sent someone to spread the word, saying that Long Baobao has won the victory of the world's first forging, and he has also been accepted as a closed disciple by the city lord of Sifang.

Long Sixuan is already dead, and the revenge of the old master Long and Long Baobao has also been avenged. Tomorrow morning, the Sifang City Lord will hold a great apprenticeship ceremony at the City Lord's Mansion.

Tonight, the Sifang City Lord and a group of guests will hold a banquet at the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Lingyue declined the invitation because of Feng Xin's injury, but she promised that she would go to watch the ceremony tomorrow morning when Feng Xin's injury was better.

After sending away the people from the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Lingyue carried hot water, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw Feng Xin trying to spread medicine behind her back.

"Who told you to move, didn't you tell me to come. What about the pieces behind you?"

Ye Lingyue hurried forward and snatched the healing medicine from Feng Xin's hand.

Looking at Feng Xin's back, the fragments of the cauldron from earlier had disappeared. She couldn't help but be shocked.

"I cleaned it up by myself, but it's not much. It's just that the skin is festering and it looks a little scary. Let me come, don't get your hands dirty." Feng Xin looked calm and wanted to apply the medicine herself, but Ye Lingyue was used to it. A slap slapped it off.

"It's not the first time to help you see a doctor and heal your wounds. I'm afraid that you won't get your hands dirty." Ye Lingyue was suspicious, and checked Feng Xin's wound again. .

But there was more blood, and it seemed that he had at least a third of his blood.

Ye Lingyue did not dare to neglect, and scrubbed Feng Xin's body.

But it was okay to wipe the wound, but when it touched Feng Xin's chest, her face flushed red and her head lower and lower.

Why didn't she realize that Feng Xin's skin was so good and her figure was so predictable.

Also, his size and Wu Zhong seem to be a little different.

Ye Lingyue muttered in her heart as she wiped it.

She didn't know that she was so close to Feng Xin, and she slowly lowered her head to wipe, Feng Xin leaned over to look down, and just happened to see the white neck that was exposed when she lowered her head, and the long hair that was as smooth as black silk, from time to time. wiped his chest.

With her slender little hands, he felt his body heat up a little bit.

"If you keep rubbing like this, I'm afraid that my injury is fine, but I'm going to get cold." Feng Xin hoarsely stared at the annoying little woman who buried her head in front of him.

Ye Lingyue was shocked and raised her head abruptly, just bumping into Feng Xin's chin.

She let out a pained cry, and reached out to touch her forehead, but she didn't know that she touched a place she shouldn't have touched.

Looking closer, she just touched Feng Xin's right chest. The worst thing was that she could clearly see that there was a change with her touch.

She forgot the pain in her forehead, raised her head cautiously, and met Feng Xin's eyes.

In his eyes, a scorching light flashed, and the next moment, Ye Lingyue exclaimed, her hand was pulled hard, and the man fell into the arms of the man.

A cool, masculine scent hits the face.

Her lips were clenched fiercely, a deep predatory kiss. She wanted to protest, but found that her wrist was restrained.

Under the bright light, the figures of the two were intertwined.

Ye Lingyue murmured, her voice being swallowed up.

Until the man let go of his lips, he still refused to let go, half hugging and half hugging her, imprisoning her in his arms.

Ye Lingyue's hair was dazzling, her lips were swollen, and she flashed a gorgeous luster.

"It's all your fault, the wound opened again." Ye Lingyue pushed Feng Xin, not realizing how alluring her voice sounded with a lazy feeling after intimacy.

Feng Xin's appearance just now reminded Ye Lingyue of the kiss in the cave when she and Wu Zhong first met.

She couldn't tell what it felt like, she just felt sweet in her heart.

Feng Xin laughed lowly, and then let go of her hand obediently and let Ye Lingyue stop the bleeding for him.

On the way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly said.

"Lingyue, after we go back, let's get married."

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