Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

However, none of this is the point.

The key point is that those who are waving their weapons are coming towards her. The palm wind formed by internal force is all coming towards her.

Nangong Beibei's face was slightly stiff, his eyes quickly swept around, but he didn't move. His body was shocked out of the distance again.

Sword like rainbow!

The blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, and the disgusting and fishy sweet taste was slowly aroused in the mouth.

Lengfeng and Qiushui are also entangled by those people, but the sword in their hands is broken by the strength just now. They want to get up, but they can't get up.

When those people came to the scene, Nangong Beibei closed her eyes sadly. If she died, would she be able to return to modern times?

If Lengfeng forgets her, she won't be too painful after she leaves.

The sharp sword Qi rang in his ears. Nangong Beibei only heard the sound of Qiushui in his ears. "Xiao Li, go and save her quickly."

Xiao Li?

It's a good name, but it reminds Nangong Beibei of the scene of the first cold wind on that day. The night is as beautiful as water, and the beautiful and evil face can be described as immortal's posture.

Those expected pain did not appear on her, Nangong Beibei had been vigorously pulled aside, her body was quickly pulled.

Youdao's sword Qi even scraped her shoulder and hurt her.

The body is being pulled by the person, is spinning ceaselessly, the sword Qi beside the ear is more and more heavy, step by step forced her to the edge of the cliff.

Behind it, there is a cool air!

"Those people are coming for me. There's something wrong with the two of you." Nangong Beibei spoke slowly, but his voice was incomparably weak.

"No

"But..."

"If you want to live, don't distract me." The cold wind protected Nangong Beibei, and the long sword was flowing quickly in his hand. The delicate hand, however, was stained with a heavy smell of blood at the moment.

Nangong Beibei's head, more and more dizzy, consciousness is also more and more heavy.

On the corner of the lip, it is to slowly stir up a sad smile.

Now Lengfeng has never known who Nangong Beibei is. If she really left her, she would not blame him. She would not

Lengfeng's shoulder was suddenly heavy. He frowned. The long sword in his hand quickly turned, gathered strength, dispersed into several sword Qi, and forced those who held the sword away.

A bang.

Those people were shocked by the cold wind's sword air. The cold wind's thin lips moved, and they turned their words to Qiushui: "come here and support her."

Autumn water dare not have the slightest slightest neglect, fly to come, but is to help Nangong Beibei up, a hand put on her pulse.

His face sank slightly. Nangong Beibei's pulse was very weak.

However, the cold wind is running the power of his palm, palm wind toward them split in the past, shock to them, cold wind himself is also repeatedly back several steps.

On the lips, the blood is as enchanting and strange as Datura.

"Who sent you here?" Lengfeng stepped forward, but the black robe was stained with scarlet. His face was so cold, and his anger was flowing around him slowly.

But it can't be ignored!

However, Lengfeng's question has not been answered, and those people have fallen on the ground in an instant, spitting dark black blood.

This is prepared.

"Her body is so weak that she must be bandaged immediately." Qiushui helps Nangong Beibei to approach the cold wind, and his voice is extremely worried.

Nangong Beibei and Qiushui are in the carriage, but Lengfeng is outside as a coachman, constantly looking for the hospital.

"Bang, bang!" Too fast, hit the stone, the body suddenly tilted.

Worried that she might hurt Nangong Beibei, Qiushui quickly protects her. However, she is hard to fall to one side and her back is tight. The pain is very obvious.

I couldn't help screaming.

"Human life is of vital importance. Bear it first." Cold wind that cold sound slowly into the ears of autumn water.

Qiushui quickly sat up, sat down, put his hand on Nangong Beibei's pulse, some urgent: "have to speed up, the sword is poisonous!"

Nangong Beibei's body was not poisonous before, and she didn't notice anything just now.

But now

Think, just now because the toxin did not run the meridians of the whole body, she quickly sealed the meridians of her whole body to prevent the gas from running.

If Nangong Beibei is dead, it's unintentional

Autumn water pursed lips, frown, think of that person, her face has been slightly unhappy.

The carriage quickly stops in front of the door of the hospital. Lengfeng holds Nangong Beibei in his arms, but the pace is a little faster, plus the blood on Lengfeng's body.

The posture is to let the doctor in the hospital scared ceaselessly. Lengfeng turns his head, ready to yell at them, but is interrupted by Qiushui: "you ask them to prepare the medicine I need, I'll come."

Cold wind pursed lips, jaw head.

In front of my eyes, I can also learn medicine.

Looking for a clean house, Qiushui tears Nangong Beibei's clothes open and begins to treat Nangong Beibei's wounds, the red meat that turns up.

It is to let autumn water close lips.

From the beginning to now, Qiushui has also saved Nangong Beibei no less than three times!

As a woman, shouldn't she stay in the boudoir and come out to fight? What's more, the killer suffered less pain than this woman.

"How is she?" But the cold wind suddenly sounded outside the door.

"It's OK. I'll call you if I have something."

I heard Lengfeng mention Nangong Beibei. Qiushui said that Lengfeng forgot Nangong Beibei. But in the bottom of my heart, Nangong Beibei still exists.

About an hour later, Qiushui bandaged Nangong Beibei's wounds. She got up, pushed the door and walked out. Facing the cold wind, she said, "the wounds are all bandaged, but we can't know her specific symptoms until Nangong Beibei wakes up."

Although Qiushui had read a lot of medical books on Yunshan, Liu Qingxuan also taught her a lot of this knowledge.

But it's really the first time to see a doctor and detoxify Nangong Beibei!

Cold wind "eh" a, no longer continue to ask Nangong Beibei's situation, low voice asked: "is wait to return to the imperial palace or?" He is seeking Qiushui's advice.

After all, Qiushui, as the princess of Southern Xinjiang, follows her again. Naturally, she wants to treat her well.

"Wait and see." Qiushui wants to wait for Nangong Beibei to wake up.

Cold wind nature is to take the words of autumn water as opinion, then slowly nodded: "that line."