Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Nangong Beibei is held in his arms by Lengfeng. Lengfeng's sword points to the woman in red lying on the ground. At the corner of the woman's mouth, there are bloodstains winding around her eyes.

"Don't hurt her. She didn't mean it." Nangong Beibei reacted, pushed away the cold wind, squatted down and helped the butterfly up.

"Don't touch me." Butterfly pushed Nangong Beibei away, and there was a trace of indifference in her eyes.

Cold wind language with ridicule: "don't be ungrateful, if you dare to overstep your ability again, I don't mind my sword under many souls." He took back his sword and said, "bring Xiao Dong out for me."

"Who are you?"

"In short, it's not the person you know."

The butterfly's eyes were dim and full of loss. She murmured, "yes, how can you be my brother. My brother, never did that to me. "

Even if it was Lin xian'er who made trouble out of nothing, Feng Ni ran would not fight against her. Her brother had already died. How could it be her brother?

Now, Nangong Beibei doesn't know what to say. It remains to be confirmed whether the cold wind is the reverse dye of the wind. But now, the cold wind and the butterfly can't fight any more.

Butterfly is no match for cold wind.

"Butterfly, let's get up first and take us to see Xiao Dong. We can talk about some things later." Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and sighed.

The butterfly gave a cold hum and didn't speak any more.

Such a scene, but let the Eastern god domain heart down, fortunately, the accident is not Nangong Beibei, other people's life and death, has nothing to do with him.

Butterfly took them to the backyard, reached out and pointed to a wing room, quiet and cold: "Xiao Dong is in it. If you want to find him, go in by yourself."

"Wait a minute."

Nangong Beibei was just about to move forward when he was stopped by the cold wind. His voice was low, but with a trace of coldness.

"I'll do it." Before Nangong Beibei asked, Lengfeng was the first to answer for Nangong Beibei, listening to the tone of butterfly.

In this room, it seems that there are many mechanisms!

So Nangong Beibei couldn't say anything more. He stepped back, went to butterfly and asked in a low voice, "don't you bring Xiaodong here just to show me? What do you want me to do? "

"It's OK. I just want to see if you're dead, but I didn't expect that you'll get rid of your own poison after all. Where's Lin xian'er?" The butterfly hummed coldly.

When Nangong Beibei was holding her just now, she didn't see the purple on her arm, so she could conclude that the poison must have been removed from her body.

The man who was thinking of going down to accompany her brother didn't die in the end? As like as two peas, brother, brother, and two brothers.

The disdain in butterfly's eyes, Nangong Beibei saw, it is to toxin son, not to her, so she has no need to care.

What's more, if she didn't detoxify at that time, it would harm her baby in her stomach. What else could she do at that time?

But the child... Didn't survive in the end.

Nangong Beibei's throat, a trace of bitterness.

"Bang"

The door was directly kicked open by the cold wind, and the cold wind stepped in. Those things that were expected didn't come. When I stepped into the room, I saw Xiao Dong lying on the bed, pale.

Lengfeng holds Xiaodong up and walks out. Nangong Beibei and Dongfang Shenyu are puzzled when they see Lengfeng holding the unconscious Xiaodong out of the room.

"Say, what have you done to him?" Leng Feng pulls out his sword and aims at the butterfly's neck straight. He gnashes his teeth. He has a pair of black eyes and stares at the butterfly.

Xiao Dong, who is so lively, must have something to do with butterflies!

Nangong Beibei heard this, but he was very anxious. He asked, "what's wrong with Xiaodong?"

She walked over and saw Xiao Dong's pale face. She reached out and found that his whole body was cold without any temperature. She was shocked.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead. It's just that I've been poisoned. My martial arts and medical skills are learned from you. " Butterfly throat a stem, bitter feeling across.

Clearly know in front of the person is not the wind inverse dye, not her brother, but in the eyes of the son, the heart is like being pricked.

Just now, she just wanted to see if Lengfeng was wearing a human skin mask, but Lengfeng chopped her to the ground.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips tightly. Although toxin Er left her martial arts and medical skills, she still can't send and receive them freely. Although she knows some things, they are not practical.

At present, we can only find unintentional.

"How did Xiao Dong get poisoned? When he was in poison Valley, he was still fine. " Nangong Beibei turns her eyes to look at the butterfly and questions.

"When I brought him back, I met my enemy on the road. The reason why he was cold was that he was poisoned by ice spirit."

The butterfly said truthfully,

"How long will it last?"

It's been several months since Xiaodong was brought here by butterfly. Nangong Beibei doesn't dare to think about it if he delays on the road.

After all, Xiaodong is just a child.

"In order to help him survive, I've spent a lot of valuable medicinal materials for him. He just fell asleep and won't be in danger for the time being. If you can't help him, there won't be... "

"Dongfang, you stay here to take care of Quaner. I'll take Xiaodong to find Wuxin." Nangong Beibei interrupted butterfly's words, with a quick look on his face.

Can help, also only have no intention, the poison on her body, also still have no intention to relieve.

"We might as well go together." The Eastern god realm makes a light voice. Obviously, he is not happy with Nangong Beibei's words. He doesn't want Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng to have a chance to revive.

Otherwise, all his efforts will be in vain!

"No, it's too dangerous for too many people to go in the past. I'm going back quickly." Nangong Beibei sank a face. It's inconvenient to take a child with her.

Let alone two.

"Butterfly, butterfly, are you ok?" As soon as Nangong Beibei turns her head, she sees the butterfly's shaky figure. She quickly holds the butterfly.

Nangong Beibei only felt heavy on his shoulder, but after a while, Lengfeng's words had been picked up. He said coldly, "I've suffered internal injury. Help her in."

“……”

Internal injuries? The leopard to kill this thing, she has not good and cold wind accounts, now also involved in a butterfly, she can't bear it!

Nangong Beibei was angry: "cold wind, can you have a snack next time?"