The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 641
If these lovely people really died because of her, how could her heart be at peace?

Therefore, Nangong Yan must go!

While the time was short, he had to save and make amends.

"Nangong..." Before Feng Zhuo could make a sound, the arms around her waist tightened a little, and her nose couldn't control the soreness.

Nangong Yan chuckled, and said: "Xiao Zhuo'er, I just realized now that your little head loves to think wildly!"

The subordinates who can be reused by him must have the ability to stand alone.

If it was because his phantom suddenly disappeared, it would be completely messed up.

He has been away for so many years, and his power has long been wiped out by the enemy.

Although he did want to leave, there was no need to be in such a hurry, there was still time to kiss me with his little Zhuo'er.

"How do you know what I'm thinking? I don't think about it! What's more, even if I really think about it, isn't it because of you? If you tell me everything, I will know it in my heart, and I won't think about it." Ah!" The more Feng Zhuo said, the more he felt wronged in his heart, and it became like a resentful woman in a second.

A dark light flashed in Nangong Yan's eyes, and after a long time, he said, "I'll tell you when you arrive in Zhongming Continent, okay?"

"It's a deal!" The grievance in Feng Zhuo's heart dissipated, and then he hooked Nangong Yan's little finger childishly and shook it lightly a few times, "If you don't do what you promised me, I will really angry!"

"No!" Nangong Yan pressed his thumb on her thumb and said, "It's a deal!"

Feng Zhuo's mood brightened accordingly.

No wonder people say that people in love are like crazy.

One moment you cry because of your loved one for no reason, and the next moment you will laugh because of the other person for no reason.

However, Feng Zhuo found that she didn't hate this feeling at all.

"We should go too!" Nangong Yan rubbed Feng Zhuo's forehead and said with a light smile.

Feng Zhuo nodded, she brought back the storage ring with the hub of the Immortal Mansion to her hand, and then communicated with the hub, everything around her changed immediately.

The incomplete attic was restored to its original appearance, and the blood on the ground disappeared without a trace. Everything seemed to have been restored.

Feng Zhuo was startled, the situation in front of her subconsciously reminded her of her abilities, she looked at Nangong Yan, and asked silently.

"This place was formulated by the ancestors of your Yun family through the laws they comprehended. The storage ring contains the rubbings of the laws he used at that time. Therefore, as long as you activate it, the things inside will return to their original appearance. Of course, Those items that were put in later will not reappear." Nangong Yan explained.

"Law? What is a law?" Confusion appeared in Feng Zhuo's eyes.

Nangong Yan pondered for a while, if he answered this question well, it would be very helpful to his family's little Zhuo'er in the future, but if he didn't explain well and his family's little Zhuo'er misunderstood, it would be bad.

"This world is checked and balanced by the Dao of Heaven, and the laws are what you understand from the Dao of Heaven, which belongs to you. Everyone sees the Dao of Heaven differently, and the laws they understand will naturally be different." Nangong Yan actually wanted to Tell Feng Zhuo that her ability is a kind of law.

However, he couldn't tell.

He believed that according to his little Zhuoer's intelligence, he would definitely be able to think of this level.

(End of this chapter)