Chapter 69 Spirit Grass
"You...are you going to take it off now?"

Qin Sangyao stopped for a moment, then looked back, his eyes seemed to be sparkling, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

"Miss Ning, can you wipe my back? Xiao Langjun's arm is injured, and his shoulder feels uncomfortable..."

He just went to kill some offal and it was dirty.

Ning Yinzhu had no choice but to get out of bed and follow Qin Sangyao forward.

Qin Sangyao was tall, thin but powerful.

Ning Yinzhu bumped into Qin Sangyao's back all at once.

He smiled, and walked to the hot spring in Ning Yinzhu's backyard.

"Take off your clothes, I don't want to see."

Ning Yinzhu turned around like a little rabbit.

Qin Sangyao looked at the girl's slender shoulder and wanted to bite it.

He tossed off his robe, and stepped into the hot spring with his white and straight legs.

"Miss Ning."

He called her softly, like calling a little maid.

"Ok?"

Only then did Ning Yinzhu turn around, then squatted by the hot spring, and then looked at Qin Sangyao's beautiful back of neck.

His hair was coiled up, his back was strong, his skin was white and tender, and there seemed to be muscles on his arms.

It's the type she likes to look thin when dressed, but fleshy when undressed.

And... very aesthetically pleasing.

Ning Yinzhu carefully wiped Qin Sangyao's back with her fingertips.

Qin Sang said.

"Miss Ning, you are so weak, you are delicate and weak, haven't you eaten?"

"Okay, Qin Sangyao, I'm leaving." Ning Yinzhu pretended to be angry.

"Miss Ning, are you angry?"

"Yeah." Ning Yinzhu was satisfied to pour water on Qin Sangyao's back.

"The water is very hot." Qin Sang said.

"Is there?" Ning Yinzhu thought, then said.

"When I soaked it, I felt that its temperature was just right."

Qin Sangyao's eyes sparkled, and she hummed.

"Yes……"

"Xiao Langjun, how did you get hurt today?"

"Take care of some business."

"Then do you know who dragged you into Huangguang Weaving Dreamland?"

Qin Sangyao pondered and said.

"I'll find him."

Ning Yinzhu wanted to say something else, but Qin Sangyao grabbed her wrist firmly, frowning.

"Aning."

Ning Yinzhu saw that there seemed to be hot water in Qin Sangyao's eyes.

"Go out first, I feel like I need to be alone for a while."

"Ah?" Ning Yinzhu thought, if she were to wash, she would definitely have to move.

"Okay, then you wash slowly, I'll go first."

After Ning Yinzhu had left, Qin Sangyao let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the bony hands.

He thought about the feeling of helping her heal on Ning Yinzhu's back just now.

The water splashed gradually, and when it got up, it splashed again.

He was violently moved by the owner of the pool, and then gradually calmed down——

Qin Sangyao draped her wet hair behind her back, raised her eyes and walked into the house.

He looked at Ning Yinzhu on the bed, then stroked her silver veins that had stretched out again, and fell into thought.

"Your incompetent master took you to Hongling again?"

"Yes." Ning Yinzhu retorted again.

"Master is very good, you are not allowed to say that about him."

People even healed themselves, Ning Yinzhu said seriously.

Qin Sangyao snapped her jaw off her small face and clicked her tongue.

"It's really short-sighted."

"I'm also protecting Xiao Langjun." Ning Yinzhu blinked her eyes.

"Yeah." Qin Sang moved closer and kissed Ning Yinzhu's lips.

Ning Yinzhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Also sweet.

"A'Ning." Qin Sangyao said carefully beside Ning Yinzhu's neck.

"Why is your spiritual root damaged, which floor did you enter?"

"I..." Ning Yinzhu stammered and said.

"I entered the eighth floor."

Qin Sangyao frowned as expected, then hugged Ning Yinzhu in his arms and kissed her between the brows.

"Your spiritual roots need to be healed, and Mr. Xiao Lang will help you find spiritual herbs."

"Okay." Ning Yinzhu agreed softly.

Qin Sangyao lowered his head and sweetened Ning Yinzhu's lips again, very proud, then stroked Ning Yinzhu's fingertips.

"Does it hurt in the eighth floor?"

"It hurts a bit." Ning Yinzhu wrapped her arms around Qin Sangyao's neck and moaned.

"Is it serious that my spiritual root has been destroyed? I don't think Master's complexion is very good."

But Xiao Langjun, with you by my side now, I am not afraid of anything. "

seriously.

Qin Sangyao couldn't help laughing, then lowered her eyes.

"It's serious, but Xiao Langjun will find you a spiritual herb. Even if my little girl's spirit root is destroyed, Xiao Langjun will have to save you."

"Yeah." Ning Yinzhu nodded in satisfaction.

"awesome!"

Qin Sangyao kissed her cheek again, coaxing her softly.

"However, Miss Ning, have you read something about the future realm?"

"Yes..." Ning Yinzhu licked her lips.

"I dreamed that I was married!"

"Huh?" Qin Sangyao became interested, pressed Ning Yinzhu on his shoulder, and said with fire in his eyes.

"Who did you marry? Is it Xiao Langjun? When?"

Qin Sangyao's fingers slowly stroked Ning Yinzhu's back, with a charming tone.

"Ask you, Miss Ning."

Qin Sangyao has a deep attachment to the voice.

Ning Yinzhu said truthfully.

"There is a scene of Mr. Xiaolang, I only see myself when I get married."

Qin Sangyao held Ning Yinzhu's waist, and said seriously with lowered eyes.

"No matter what, as long as I am here, you can only marry me."

"Okay." Ning Yinzhu also smiled.

Qin Sangyao pinched the end of Ning Yinzhu's hair and said.

"When you are cured, if you want to play in Hongling, I will take you to play. That tower is still very evil."

Ning Yinzhu rubbed Qin Sangyao's neck and said.

"Don't go."

"A'Ning." Qin Sangyao said seriously with a hint of color in his eyes.

"With Mr. Xiao Lang, you can do whatever you want, and I will be your backing."

Ning Yinzhu nodded seriously.

The next day, when Ning Yinzhu woke up in the morning, the rain outside the window came in.

Ning Yinzhu raised her eyes and saw that Shen Yueqing was still wiping sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief.

Qin Sangyao injected spiritual power into her last night, and she has not lost control of her body for the time being, and her spiritual roots are frosted.

Shen Yueqing's lips were a little dry, with such a fragile beauty, there was a little blueness in his eyes.

Shen Yueqing took out a flower in his hand, the branches and leaves were beautiful, glowing blue, as if emitting silver light.

Li Susu and Gu Chaozhou also walked into the room, seeing Ning Yinzhu, Li Susu spoke at this time.

"Senior Sister... This Long Night Flower can strengthen the spiritual root and not slack. Your spiritual root is destroyed, so you have to take it once a year. This Long Night Flower was specially taken by Master from Qingyang last night."

"No wonder I'm in such pain."

Every year, is it too sick? ! !
Ning Yinzhu was really dissatisfied.

She looked up at Shen Yueqing, he really looked extremely tired.

"Yin Zhu, your spiritual root has been destroyed, your father is very anxious."

Shen Yueqing was silent for a while, then said again.

"He has already agreed with me that you will not be able to compete in the future, so please visit with us and recuperate your body."

"Ah?" Ning Yinzhu wailed.

(End of this chapter)

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