Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 592 Messy Qi and Blood
"Cough cough."

Lin Yiran subconsciously wanted to hug Fang Qiaotong from behind, but after hesitating for a moment, he smiled and coughed lightly.

Fang Qiaotong's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, and when she turned her head and saw Lin Yiran, she raised a hand and patted her heaving chest gently.

"Are you a cat? How long have you been in the door? Why hasn't there been any movement?"

Fang Qiaotong's face turned pale from the shock just now.

To be reasonable, since I met Lin Yiran, all kinds of strange things have emerged one after another.

It is also thanks to the extraordinary psychological endurance she has cultivated since she was a child that she can stay by Lin Yiran's side all the time. If she were any other ordinary girl, she would probably have been scared out of her mind long ago.

Maybe it was smoked by the steam, Fang Qiaotong's complexion was flushed, and there were some fine beads of sweat on her forehead. The weather was getting hotter, but the air conditioner was not turned on in the kitchen, so, traces of sweat flowed down Fang Qiaotong's pretty white skin. The little face dripped down a little bit, and fell into the neckline of the short sleeves.

The white T-shirt top, with a piece on the chest, was soaked with sweat, and it was tightly attached to her tight skin, revealing a gentle warm color.

"The way you cook is so beautiful, I can't bear to disturb you."

Lin Yiran is now in a "vacation state" after relaxing, and he can say all kinds of nonsense as long as he wants to say it.

"Come on you.~~"

Fang Qiaotong's face flushed slightly, she gave Lin Yiran a slight look, and said with her lips curled up, "You are worried about disturbing me, so I will ask you to help me? - Don't worry, I will know you without your hands. I will be back this morning, so get up early to make soup and porridge for you, go sit in the living room, and the meal will be ready in a while."

As she said that, Fang Qiaotong leaned over and smelled Lin Yiran, she couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Uh...where have you been, why is your body smelling like sweat...Go, go, go and take a hot shower Take a bath, put your clothes at the door, I'll get them later, and wash them for you."

"Sweat smell?"

Lin Yiran couldn't help being taken aback.

He is now a strong man in the consecration period, and he can precisely control the breath and blood on his body. As long as he doesn't relax his breath, there will be no sweaty smell... What?

Lin Yiran bowed his head and kissed it, and smelled an unpleasant pungent smell.

Only then did he know what was going on...

It's not so much the smell of sweat as it is fishy.

On the way back, he sat on the deck all the way, and there was a lot of fishy smell on it, and he presumably got all of it on his body.

"You work so hard, and you have to cook and wash clothes...I can't bear it."

Although he said so verbally, Lin Yiran already made a gesture to take off his shirt.

Ladies and gentlemen, it's normal to be bare-armed. Fang Qiaotong didn't say anything. She turned her head and gave Lin Yiran a blank look. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly discovered... There was a shocking wound on Lin Yiran's abdomen!

This wound is where Lin Yiran intentionally let the white wolf hit. Although to Lin Yiran, it is only a skin trauma, but in the eyes of ordinary people... this wound is a bit scary.

"You... what the hell did you do?"

Fang Qiaotong held back Lin Yiran's movement of continuing to lift his clothes, and pointed to the wound on Lin Yiran's abdomen with a spatula.

Lin Yiran stopped, and found that Fang Qiaotong's eyes were faintly worried...even a little distressed.

Lin Yiran said, "Oh...it's okay, just a skin injury."

He really forgot to treat the wound. In fact, if he used the puree medicinal solution he carried with him to smear it a little, the wound should heal soon.But considering that it was just a simple skin trauma, Lin Yiran didn't bother to deal with it, because with his own recovery ability, he could recover within two or three days at most.

"What is skin trauma?"

Fang Qiaotong looked sullen: "Lin Yiran, I know you have some skills, but you can't torment yourself like this. Don't you have liquid medicine on you? Didn't you deal with it yourself?"

Saying that, Fang Qiaotong put the spatula back into the pot: "Forget it, you hurry to take a bath, I'll find some liquid medicine, and wait for me in the living room after taking a bath."

"It's really not necessary..."

Lin Yiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, was he considered a weak chicken?
"use!"

Fang Qiaotong looked at Lin Yiran seriously.

Lin Yiran had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, I'll go."

With that said, Lin Yiran turned and walked out of the kitchen.

After taking a hot shower in the bathroom, Lin Yiran felt refreshed.

Of course, he can also use the brewing and improvement of breath to achieve this feeling... But, what's the point of that?

Strong is strong, but if you have to use your own breath to change your senses in everything, then life will be too boring.

After washing, Lin Yiran looked in the mirror and found that...

His complexion was a little red, and the skin on his body was also a little red.

Although this is a normal state after taking a bath,...it shouldn't appear on my body.

"what's the situation……"

Lin Yiran quickly looked inside his body, and suddenly found...in his dantian, there was a breath that had not been digested, but it felt like it was flowing towards his meridians, qi and blood.

This breath...

It was the breath of the white wolf that he had absorbed before.

Regarding this aura, Lin Yiran's Dantian Daoji Qi has absolute suppressive power, so he didn't take special care of it, but let this aura digest itself.

But now it seems...

This breath doesn't seem to be that simple.

"Coming."

Lin Yiran simply used a talisman and pierced it into his abdomen.

After this trial, Lin Yiran finally understood.

It turned out...it was the breath of the white wolf, which was too messy, because this guy improved his strength by absorbing the breath of others.

Therefore, this breath that seems to be twisted into a ball actually has countless messy breaths.

Although my dantian is digesting these breaths on its own, it can only digest them one by one, in batches.

"Tsk... Trouble, Bai Lang is too picky."

However, these auras will not cause any trouble to Lin Yiran, but... the aura that is not digested by Dantian is often more naughty, so it will cause some qi and blood surges to Lin Yiran...

so that...

Lin Yiran looked down again...

In some places, because of this surge of qi and blood, it seems particularly high and swollen...

Nothing more...

Looking at the situation, it will take half a day at most to fully digest it, so bear with it.

Thinking about it, Lin Yiran dried off the water on his body, simply wrapped a bath towel around him, and walked out of the bathroom.

crunch--

When I opened the door, I suddenly found that Fang Qiaotong was holding the puree medicine liquid with one hand on her waist and said to Lin Yiran, "Go, obediently go to the living room and sit down. I'll rub the medicine on you. ……what?!"

Just as she was talking, Fang Qiaotong subconsciously lowered her head and swept over Lin Yiran. When she landed somewhere wrapped in a bath towel, she suddenly saw an untimely high ground, her face turned bright red instantly, and she quickly closed her beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)