God-slaughtering King

Nanmen Feng was also dumbfounded and thought that this little girl was really tough enough. Duan MuQing on one side looked complex. He thought about the picture he would see later. He was bitter. He came forward and hugged boxing, "martial uncle, martial uncle, martial sister Ziyan has escaped from danger, and cold snow will no longer stay. It has been a long time since he came out. He took the first step for fear that his master and grandfather would miss him."

Yuhan immediately came forward and took duanmuqing's hand and said sadly, "sister Duanmu, you've only been here for a few days. I haven't had a good gathering with you yet. Are you going to go? Isn't it good to spend a few more days with my little sister?"

Duanmuqing patted the back of her hand and said softly, "the future is long. When I am free, I will come to accompany you. But I have been out for more than three months and have a teacher's life. If I hadn't been worried about Ziyan's safety, I should have returned to the school."

Leng Xuanji said, "you two sisters have always been friends, and Han Xue is not an outsider. Since Han Xue has a master's life, you don't have to keep her. If she doesn't come recently, you can go to Xuancang gate to find her after Ziyan recovers. Han Xue, martial uncle won't keep you. Go back quickly."

Duanmuqing politely said a few words to the crowd, and then turned and left. Just when I left, I looked at Nanmen Maple reluctantly. However, this eye was only a short moment, and no one noticed it, except Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Feng thought to himself, "I'm afraid this iceberg girl is struggling in her heart. According to her cold and old-fashioned temperament, it's more difficult to make herself like a person than to cross the robbery. Forget it, go with the luck. The road of picking up girls is heavy and long. Brother Qiang, I have to work harder. He Xi, Yuhan, Ziyan, flawless, chi'er, and duanmuqing, alas, shit, unconsciously, there are six No, no, I have to take it easy. There are only seven days a week. Three wives and four concubines are just right, but there can't be too many. "

Soon after Duan MuQing left, two maidservants came to tell them that the washing things were ready, and Nanmen Feng couldn't wait to follow them. Han Xianglian is now a full-time translator of Nanmen Feng, so he can only follow Nanmen Feng wherever he goes.

Because everyone knew that Ziyan was out of danger, they left one after another. In an instant, only Ziyan and Yuhan were left in the house. However, the current situation is quite different from that a few days ago.

In those days, Yuhan was red with a pair of goldfish like eyes and tears, but now Yuhan was smiling at the corners of his lips. He sat in a chair, one holding embroidery tension, the other holding needle and thread, humming a small song in his mouth, and his two legs shook with the cadence of the tune. He was so happy.

"Cough."

Suddenly, two coughs came from the bed.

When Yuhan heard the reputation, he saw Ziyan's eyebrows frown slightly, and then opened it slowly. There seemed to be a hazy in front of him. He couldn't tell where he was at this time, but he saw a figure shaking in front of him. For a long time, Ziyan asked vaguely, "where is this?" his voice was a little hoarse.

Yuhan said with a smile, "sister Ziyan, are you awake? Did you sleep foolishly? This is your bedroom!"

Ziyan looked at the figure carefully, but he still couldn't see it clearly. He asked tentatively, "Yuhan?"

Yuhan said with a smile, "it's me, sister Ziyan. You've been sleeping for three months. You'll be fine in a while. Do you want to drink water?"

"OK. Help me sit up first. I don't have any strength."

Yuhan shook his head fiercely and said, "I don't dare to touch you. You're full of poison now. If I touch you, I'll die. Just be patient for a while. I'll get you water to drink."

Then he poured a bowl of water into the living room, brought it over, fed Ziyan with a spoon and drank it bit by bit.

With the moisture of clear water, Ziyan's voice was much clearer. I just heard her say slowly, "I remember that day, after I was knocked unconscious by Zhang Hu in huoyun cave, I only felt a pain in my heart and didn't wake up. Unexpectedly, I haven't died yet."

Yuhan sipped his mouth while feeding water. "Yes, we can't live for you. If it weren't for brother Qiang, I'm afraid you would have died. You don't know. Brother Qiang was poisoned and almost died in order to save you."

Ziyan exclaimed, "what? Brother Qiang is poisoned? Where is he?"

Yu Han, with a look of depression, said, "brother Qiang is gone and wants to detoxify."

Ziyan was immediately lost. "Unexpectedly, I was saved by brother Qiang again, and brother Qiang left. He didn't even wait for me to see him. He knows how I feel in my heart at the moment?" he said, his eyes were slightly red, and tears slowly overflowed.

Han Xianglian said, "she lied to you. Just now my master and I went out to brush the poison on our body. As soon as we came back, we heard that junior sister Yuhan was doing evil to you." Yuhan was exposed by others, so he had to giggle, which caused Ziyan to glare.

Ziyan asked again, "why don't you speak? Yuhan said you were poisoned. Is it true? So you can't speak?"

Han Xianglian said with a smile, "elder martial sister Ziyan, don't worry. My master said it's only temporary. It's just caused by excessive overdraft of soul power. After he recovers for a while, he can be safe. The master hurried back and wanted to change clothes for you. Now that you've woke up, eat some liquid food and recover some strength later, you can change clothes by yourself."

Ziyan smelled the speech and immediately looked like a red glow. After hesitating for a while, he said shyly, "if brother Qiang doesn't dislike it, can you help me change my clothes?"

Although Nanmen Maple often fantasizes, he has no feeling of being distracted at the moment. But because he knew his mind, he couldn't bear to refuse. So Han Xianglian said, "naturally, but you have to eat something first."

"HMM." Ziyan blushed and answered slightly.

At this time, the maid had presented a bowl of rice soup and waited aside. Nanmen Feng got up, picked up Ziyan slowly and sat by the bed. He took off his gloves, took the rice soup from his handmaid and fed it spoonful by spoonful. The movement was so gentle that all the women admired it.

Yuhan leaned on his chin with both hands, puckered his ass and fell on the side of the couch. He looked at the charming scene in front of him and said, "I wish I could get hurt when I can, and let brother Qiang take care of me like this."

Before the voice fell, Nanmen Feng flew a foot and kicked Yuhan's ass.

"Oh! It hurts!"

Han Xianglian said, "the master said, dare to talk disorderly again. After feeding Ziyan, I'll break your ass!"

Yuhan stuck out his tongue and giggled.

After a bowl of rice soup was fed, nanmenfeng went out of the house again. After a while, he took a temporary carbon fire pot and put it by the couch. Ziyan suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

Yuhan didn't understand. "Brother Qiang, why are you doing this? We practitioners don't fear the cold and don't need it at all."

Han Xianglian explained, "the master said that we practitioners have spiritual power to protect the body, and naturally we are not afraid of the cold. But now elder martial sister Ziyan is lack of spiritual power, so she naturally needs to make a fire to keep warm in order to avoid the cold." when he said this, Ziyan was even more moved.

Nanmen Feng came forward and slowly picked up Ziyan and put him on another chair in the house. With the cooperation of Han Xianglian, he changed the new bedding.

At this time, two maidservants brought in a bath bucket. They were busy inside and outside for a while and filled the bath bucket with hot water.

Nanmen Feng walked to Ziyan and stood still.

Ziyan knew his meaning and stood up slowly holding the chair.

Buttons and straps were untied one by one.

Hair ornaments, clothes, are peeling off one by one.

In a moment, a perfect graceful body was displayed in front of Nanmen maple. Ziyan summoned up great courage and stood there without any concealment.

Slowly pick up, slowly put in, gently wipe, meticulous.

After washing for a while, change the water, wash again, change the water, wash again, so repeatedly, it took two hours to finish.

In the whole process, no one spoke, and they all quietly looked at the warm scene in front of them.

After taking Ziyan out, under the guidance of Yuhan, she clumsily put on close fitting clothes for Ziyan, as well as her favorite fire red dress. The face of the country and the city, coupled with the red face, looks more beautiful and moving. Set off by a fiery red dress, she is like the most beautiful bride in the world.

Nanmen Feng helped Ziyan to the couch and sat down. He also sat on her side. Reaching out and stroking her cheek, her eyes didn't blink for a moment. Ziyan also pressed his back on the bone hand of Nanmen maple, closed his eyes and rubbed his face.

Han Xianglian said, "the master said, you are so beautiful."

Ziyan's red lips opened gently and said softly, "you don't have to say, I can feel it."

Han Xianglian said, "the master said, sleep a little longer. Don't worry, he won't go."

Ziyan nodded shyly, "HMM."

With that, Nanmen Feng helped her lie down slowly, clasping her fingers and never leaving.

Ziyan is still extremely weak. Just now, he has tried his best to take a bath. After lying down, I looked at Nanmen Maple reluctantly at the beginning, but soon, my eyelids began to fight, and soon I fell asleep.

Yuhan pouted jealously and said, "brother Qiang is eccentric. He is so good to sister Ziyan, but he adds his fists to me. He doesn't pity jade at all."

Nanmen Feng tried to kick her again, but Yuhan hid far away with a smile.

Yuhan said with a smile, "come on, come on, you can beat me."

Yuhan saw that Nanmen Maple's hand was tightly clasped by Ziyan and couldn't get away. Only then did he wantonly shout at Nanmen maple, but the next second

Han Xianglian snickered, "the master said, wait carefully when elder martial sister Ziyan wakes up. The master will give you an unforgettable memory."

Yuhan immediately felt happy and sad. He moved to Nanmen Maple little by little and prayed pitifully, "brother Qiang, I'm wrong. Give me a break, will you?"

Nanmen Feng shook his head helplessly and nodded again. He laughed in his heart.

Yuhan was flustered. "Brother Qiang, what do you mean by shaking your head and nodding again? Is it sparing? Or sparing?"

Han Xianglian said with a smile, "the master said, I'll spare you this time. It's not an example. Let you find some docile living creatures and explore whether the master and senior sister Ziyan still have residual toxins."

"It's easy to do." Yuhan then turned to qinlan and Huamei, who stood by the side of the waiter, and said, "can you two hear it? Do it quickly!"

Qin LAN asked, "but little palace master, at present, there are only a few rabbits in the small garden. That's your favorite pet."