God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1335

This warning immediately made Nangong Feiying realize the seriousness and inappropriateness of what she had done, and quickly closed her eyes again, concentrating.

"Concentrate, if you faint again, this deity will throw you out of the Nine Heavens Slaughtering Temple!" Feng Wuyu focused on three things, completely unaffected, and the words of warning were full of majesty.

It's a pity that Nangong Feiying was so concentrated that she couldn't hear his words.

When the two sides closed their palms, Nangong Feiying was extremely exhausted. Her body was really much weaker than before. When she stood up, she felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Feng Wuyu had expected it a long time ago, stood up first, and moved to Nangong Feiying's side without any trace.

So, although Nangong Feiying didn't fall down, she swayed and crashed into Feng Wuyu's arms.

"Nangong Feiying, you are so weak!" Feng Wuyu scolded angrily, with his hands suppressing each other behind his back, because if he didn't do this, he was afraid that he would stretch out his hands to help Nangong Feiying.

"I'm not..." Nangong Feiying wanted to explain.

"What isn't it? Isn't it too weak? Are you saying that you deliberately want to take advantage of the deity?" Feng Wuyu was even more displeased, and stared at her viciously with lowered eyes, "How long do you want to stay in the deity's arms?"

"Your robe is hooking my clothes!" Nangong Feiying was speechless for a moment.

Feng Wuyu lowered his head and saw that the gold thread on his robe was hooked on Nangong Feiying's robe, and his face turned dark all of a sudden.

"Although I'm dizzy, I won't faint this time. When I saw you coming, I wanted to avoid it. It was the gold thread on your robe that caught my clothes and pulled me into your arms!" Nangong Feiying said stiffly explained.

She can bear anything, but she can't bear being misunderstood by Feng Wuyu and throwing herself into his arms.

Feng Wuyu's face darkened in an instant, and he slashed down with his palm, tearing off a large corner of his gorgeous Mozun brocade robe.

The brocade robe with a large corner torn off was hung on Nangong Feiying's waist, shaking and shaking, and then Nangong Feiying mercilessly tore it off, threw it into the alchemy furnace, turned and left.

Feng Wuyu had already left first, Xinyi stood up, quickly snatched the corner of the robe from the alchemy furnace, extinguished the fire, and held it in his arms, with a hint of calculation in his eyes.

That night, Feng Wuyu ordered the Demon Attendant to send Nangong Feiying a bottle of medicine.

This time, Nangong Feiying didn't ask what the medicine was for, nor did she intend to stop taking it.

But the Demon Attendant didn't wait for her to ask, and spoke up by himself, "The Demon Master said that the princess is still not well, so I have to add another bottle of medicine, so that the princess must take it, so as not to affect the recovery of Huo Lingyuanshen."

"Go back and tell you Demon Lord, I will eat." Nangong Feiying said.

The Demon Attendant got what Nangong Feiying said, so he went to report to Feng Wuyu.

After Feng Wuyu listened to the report, he curled his lips in satisfaction, and rewarded the Demon Attendant with a large piece of fine jade with a wave of his hand.

After ten days, Xinyi's primordial spirit had recovered a lot, and Nangong Feiying timely proposed to take Xinyi to the earth veins to spread fire.

Xinyi looked at Feng Wuyu weakly and sadly, but Feng Wuyu agreed to Nangong Feiying's proposal.

Ever since she entered the Nine Heavens Slaughter Temple, she hadn't seen Xiaorou Tuanzi again. Nangong Feiying missed him a little. The night before she went to Diley, she took some time to go to Tianlan Hall.

In order to allow Uncle Feng and Aunt Nangong time to develop their relationship, Little Routuanzi didn't bother with the Nine Heavens Killing Temple these days, and played around in Huangquan by himself.

"Aunt Nangong, you look so good with your rosy face!" Seeing Nangong Feiying coming in, the little Routuanzi, who was diligently meditating and cultivating mana, jumped off the bed.

(End of this chapter)