As Lin Zichen left, the earth-shaking sound came to mind behind him.

When he got outside the cave, he turned his head and glanced at the inside of the cave. He sneered slightly and turned around. The small but stern figure disappeared into the night sky. There was no trace for an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Lin Ziyi returned to Nangong Palace, he went directly to Nangong Yunhao's Drunken Moon Palace.

"Uncle!" Lin Ziyi yelled softly.

There was no sound, Lin Ziyi frowned slightly, isn't uncle here?

"Uncle." Lin Ziyi's voice was much louder.

Nangong Yunhao, who was sleeping on the bed, shook his head. He seemed to hear someone calling him.

"Uncle..." Lin Ziyi yelled again. His body was trembling slightly, and his heel hurts. He had to find someone to treat the wound. The third uncle could keep it secret for him and not be discovered by his mother.

At the first sound, Nangong Yunhao didn't hear it very clearly, and at the second time, Nangong Yunhao heard it.

He quickly got up and opened the door.

"Chen'er or Yi'er?" Nangong Yunhao asked, squinting, he couldn't distinguish the two brothers.

What is this kid doing if he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?

Wait, why does it smell of blood? Nangong Yunhao woke up instantly and looked at Lin Ziyi.

"Uncle, I am Yi'er." Lin Ziyi was speechless. The difference between him and his elder brother is very big, so why didn't uncle differentiate?

"Yi'er, are you injured?" Nangong Yunhao quickly picked him up and returned to the room.

"Yeah!" Lin Ziyi nodded. If he was good, he would not come here. If one more person knew, it would not be a secret.

Nangong Yunhao hugged him to the soft couch aside.

Looking at his **** heel, Nangong Yunhao took a breath.

"Yi'er, where did you go this night? Why did you hurt yourself so badly?" Nangong Yunhao quickly got up and brought water to Lin Ziyi to clean the wound.

Lin Ziyi looked up at her uncle, with a tired face on her small face, and her busy figure in her big clear eyes.

He tenderly asked: "Uncle, I can't tell anyone about Yi'er's injury, especially my mother. If I let my mother kiss herself, Yi'er will be miserable."

Nangong Yunhao returned with clear water and looked at him with a distressed smile: "If you can come to uncle, your uncle will know that you don't want others to know about your injury. You can ask your uncle not to tell your mother, but you can tell. Uncle, where have you been?"

Lin Ziyi smiled with cracked lips, with a mysterious face, "Uncle, Yi'er couldn't fall asleep at night, and went out to experience the mountains and met the spirit mosquito monster."

Lin Ziyi suddenly thought of something, he took out a piece of soul mosquito monster wings from his own space.

"Uncle, give these wings to uncle!"

Nangong Yunhao looked at the wings on the ground that were larger than the banana leaves, and the dense brocade-like wing bones were enough to create tens of thousands of hidden weapons.

Nangong Yunhao couldn't help being taken aback!

He looked at Lin Ziyi in surprise and asked: "Yi'er, you killed the soul mosquito monster?" Why is this kid practicing so hard? Even he was ashamed, he was asleep at night like this, but his little nephew was constantly practicing.

"Uncle, this is what Yi'er bribes uncle. It has only one purpose, that is, not to let anyone know about Yi'er's injury." Of course, Lin Ziyi is also conditional. The wings of this soul mosquito beast are rare. Uncle will definitely be very good. like.

Nangong Yunhao was amused for a while, he was familiar with the world at a young age, and the growth of Yi'er and Chen'er made him a little ignorant.

"I see, for the sake of Yi'er's sincerity, uncle doesn't say anything, God knows you know me, okay?"

After Nangong Yunhao finished speaking, he squatted down to help him deal with the wound.

"Yi'er, what to do, this skin is gone, and a piece of meat is missing. I am afraid that your heel will be a little shorter." Nangong Yunhao looked at the mud and sand at the wound, and he couldn't bear to deal with the wound. , He knew it would be very painful.

"Uncle, hurry up, don't feel bad. Yi'er doesn't feel any pain, so don't feel bad." Lin Ziyi saw his uncle's thoughts. If he keeps on lingering, he won't have to sleep tonight. Running away is very tiring.

"Okay, then you bear it." Nangong Yunhao took the cotton cloth and gently washed the mud and sand from his wound with water.

Lin Ziyi was gnashing his teeth with instant pain. He had already taken a pain-relieving pill, why is it still so painful?

Lin Ziyi was sweating profusely on his forehead in a while, and he bit his sleeve tightly.

pain!

The only word of pain clamored all over the body.

Nangong Yunhao raised his eyes and looked at his eyes closed in pain, tears running across the corners of his eyes.

He pursed his lips and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, such an older child, what is he doing so hard? Just have fun? I have to go to the guilt.

"Yi'er, bear with me, it will be fine for a while!" Nangong Yunhao dealt with it very seriously, and the wound should be dealt with all at once.

Lin Ziyi closed his eyes desperately. Uncle can't stop talking nonsense, he is about to faint, it is better to faint, he won't feel pain, but how can fainting be so easy?

Lin Ziyi's heart-piercing lungs, her small body trembling, and finally, the pain in her feet gradually became lighter.

Lin Ziyi quickly took out a box of ointment and handed it to Nangong Yunhao.

Nangong Yunhao took it and quickly wiped the ointment on the wound. The cold feeling instantly made him more comfortable.

"Huh!" Lin Ziyi exhaled the turbid air from now on.

Finally there was no pain anymore, and if the pain continued, he really couldn't bear it.

This is a skin-producing ointment, his heel will not be short, but he is the son of the genius doctor of the moon.

Lin Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the wound had been bandaged.

"Uncle, thank you!" Lin Ziyi finished speaking, and he quickly plunged into darkness.

"Yier, Yier..." Nangong Yunhao yelled a few times, but Lin Ziyi didn't respond.

Nangong Yunhao quickly got up, hugged Lin Ziyi onto his bed, and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.

He shook his head slightly, rubbed his forehead lightly, smiled helplessly, and passed out in pain.

immediately! He also fell down and rested!

Early the next morning!

There was a cry of horror from Ruicheng Palace.

"Ah!" The maid who came to wait for King Ruicheng to get up saw the long hair hanging on the door of King Ruicheng, dancing in the morning breeze, and she instantly slammed the copper basin in her hand while looking at King Ruicheng's bald head. Throw it on the ground.

There was a dull noise!

King Ruicheng was already upset, and was woken up early in the morning. He quickly sat up from the bed.

Sullenly shouted at the maid: "Do you want to die?"

The maid pointed at the top of his bald head and couldn't say a word.

Yi Feng also came to see King Ruicheng just early in the morning. As soon as he came in, he heard the roar of King Ruicheng. He condensed his brows and walked over quickly.

Asked: "What's the matter, what's your name?"