Blood In Heaven

Zhu Yan, after seeing these scars of Jiang Han today, I feel even more shocked than when I heard that Jiang Han would forge and refine medicine.

How many times does it take for these injuries to survive?

In the past, how much unknown training did Jiang Han bear? Today, if it wasn't for tearing off Jiang Han's clothes, maybe she would never know what Jiang Han had experienced. These shocking traces were just like knives in her heart.

"These..." Zhu Yan's face is a little dim. I don't know why Jiang Han has so many scars on his body. If he left them when he was training himself, then he should go to the other side to comment if he was given by others.

Jiang Han knew what he was thinking when he saw Zhu Yan's expression. He immediately replied to Zhu Yan: "sister, don't worry. These wounds are left by my training carelessly. They have nothing to do with anyone."

After hearing Jiang Han's words, Zhu Yan's face calmed down a little. At the moment, he pressed Jiang Han to one side of the chair, and put his green and white jade finger trembling on Jiang Han's body.

Well

Jiang Han couldn't help shivering. He felt that although Zhu Yan's hand was cold, it was like a red iron. The skin on his body was numb.

"Don't move!" Zhu Yan drank Jiang Han lightly, and then tested Jiang Han's cracked bone with his hand.

"Before this event, I'm really hard at it." Zhu Yan said in a low voice, the brow on her face wrinkled deeply.

"Ha ha." Jiang Han was touched by Zhu Yan. He felt as if he was treading on thin ice. He quickly moved his body back and said, "sister, it's nothing. Don't you see that the soulless puppets in front of the neck have been knocked down by me. My injury can be no better, but if the puppet is gone, it's really gone. It's estimated that he is more distressed than me."

"What's your name? They are not as important as your hair!" Zhu Yan was born in a famous family when she was a child, and she was one of ten thousand talents. Naturally, her concept is different from Jiang Han's. in her heart, people are always the most important.

Jiang Han listened to Zhu Yan's words and felt a warm current hit his heart. He couldn't help feeling moved and said, "Hey, I'm not afraid of these things because I have rough skin and thick flesh."

"I see it!" Zhu Yan angrily replied to Jiang Han, and then a flash of light flashed on his hand. Before Jiang Han could reflect it, a pill with strong medicinal fragrance had been put into his mouth by Zhu Yan.

Well

Jiang Han wanted to say something, but he felt his lips cool, and then a burst of fragrance, Zhu Yan's two fingers have been pressed on his lips, accompanied by a breath like voice: "don't say anything, first rest assured, you can't go anywhere tonight, just who is here, when you have a good rest, I have a lot to ask you!"

"Sleep Sleep In Here? "

Jiang Han can't help but feel like chrysanthemum is tight. He sleeps in the same room with the famous Zhu Yan. Are you kidding.

"No..." Jiang Han shakes his head desperately, and his eyes stare like a brass bell to express his protest in turn.

"Cut the crap!" Zhu Yan put his hand on Jiang Han's shoulder and pressed him to death. He said, "people who want to sleep in the same room with me in this world can circle around the emperor's kingdom for three times. Don't be in bliss and don't know bliss."

Zhu Yan's words Jiang Han absolutely believe, don't say three circles, ten circles Jiang Han all believe, but But what's the relationship between him and Zhu Yan? What's more, she is also the president of Diguang college. Her identity and status are so detached that if people see her spread, how much influence will it have on her.

Even if Zhuyan doesn't care about these influences, it's estimated that if someone knows about it, Jiang Han doesn't know how many Zhuyan's pursuers will chase him to the ends of the earth and kill him. The feeling of being chased from time to time is a little sour.

"Oh..." Jiang Han crazily used his eyes to signal Zhu Yan to let go of himself. At this time, he felt like he was choking.

Zhu Yan glanced at Jiang Han with a little warning: "let me let you go, but I'll warn you first. I don't like people to listen to me. If you say something from your mouth later, do you know it?"

Jiang Han's eyes are full of longing for life, only nodding wildly.

"That's about it!" Zhu Yan seems to be quite satisfied with Jiang Han's eyes and performance. At the moment, she gently takes her scallion white jade finger off Jiang Han's mouth.

Whoo Whoo

Jiang Han gasped twice. He only felt that the pill Zhu Yan gave him was really magical. After a while, Jiang Han's chest was obviously less painful. It was estimated that this pill should cost a lot.

"How's it going? See if it's lighter? " Zhu Yan stretched out her hand to press Jiang Han's chest again. She felt that many of the broken ribs had begun to return to their original position.

Jiang Han nodded at this time: "much better, thank you."

"Thank me? I'd rather thank you for your rough skin and thick flesh. If ordinary people suffer from this attack, they will die on the spot. You really don't let people worry about fighting. Why do you fight so hard? " Zhu Yan looks very angry and reproaches Jiang Han for his reckless play."Ha ha, my opponents want to kill me. Naturally, I can't be soft handed. At that time, I already calculated that his fist should not kill me. In this way, I will have a chance to fight back." When Jiang Han said this, there was a strange light in his eyes, as if he had just returned to the moment of life and death.

"Alas..." Zhu Yan heard here with a sigh, as if some did not know how to open their mouth, so they sat on each other for a while.

"By the way, you haven't had a meal yet. Now you are injured and nutrition can't be broken. I have everything here. Wait a minute, I'll cook some food for you." At this time, Zhu Yan did not have the domineering power of a strong woman in the past in the face of Jiang Han. She was just like an ordinary woman who took good care of people. She had nothing to say about Jiang Han's kindness.

But when it comes to cooking, Jiang Han seems to be better than anyone else. Especially in this scene, he seems to think of Zhu Qing far away. He doesn't know whether he can eat other meals these days. At present, Zhu Yan doesn't seem to know her hidden ability. She has done so much for herself, as if now she has only one chance to repay her temporarily.

"Tell my sister, I'll make the meal. It seems that I'm good at it." Jiang Han quickly gets up. If Zhu Yan is allowed to cook for him, he can't even feel at ease.

Zhu Yan smell speech body to pause for a while, some inconceivable ground see to river cold way: "you Can you cook? "

In Zhu Yan's impression, there are few male blood soldiers who can cook, and Jiang Han seems to refresh her cognition again and again.

What's more, cooking and cooking are two different things. At the moment, Zhu Yan immediately refused: "your task is to have a rest. It's better to forget about cooking."

"No way, sister. I'm almost fine after taking your medicine. If you don't let me go and don't let me do something, it will drive me crazy." Jiang Han had no choice but to beg. If he sat here waiting for Zhu Yan to cook for him, it would be worse than death.

Looking at Jiang Han's face, Zhu Yan couldn't help but nodded and agreed. However, she always felt a little doubt about Jiang Han's cooking skills. Looking at Jiang Han rushing into the kitchen like an amnesty, Zhu Yan could only underestimate in a low voice: "can this little guy cook delicious?"