Hey.

The vine was injured, shivering violently, and disappeared quickly in front of Xiao Yu’s eyes.

Xiao Yu glanced at the cave, the darkness was dark, and a fire was put in. Will the vines be burned to death?

"Cough..." A weak cough.

Xiao Yu turned and saw a bright red blood in the mouth of Nangong.

"Nan Gong Temple."

Xiao Yu was shocked, and the twilight flashed in a panic. The small hand grabbed his arm and tightened. He looked worriedly at Nangong.

Nangong 湚 湚 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南

"Hey, are you afraid?"

Xiao Yu shook his head: "I will tear them apart when I come back."

Nangong sneered, and his palms were gently placed on Xiao Yan’s tender cheeks. Because of weakness, the temperature of his palm was very low.

"Hey, are you afraid that I will die?"

Xiao Yu lived, and Nangong’s "fear" was not afraid of the vine, but he was afraid of his death.

"You will not die."

Xiao Yu said affirmatively.

Nangong 湚 palm gently touched her smooth cheeks, gentle smile, although the face is a bit dusty, but can not cover his glory, the cold moon-like scorpion, complete two crescents.

"As long as my nephew is by my side, I will not die."

His cockroaches are too gentle, his eyes are too intoxicating, his voice seems to have magic power, and the magic of people's fall.

Xiao Yu is somewhat lost, as if he is deep in his tenderness.

"Hey..."

The squeaking voice called back Xiao Yu’s mind and opened the palm of his hand.

"I am going to find some herbs for you."

After that, Xiao Yu didn't dare to look at Nangong's eyes and turned to find herbs.

The Nangong Sui Dynasty eagle glanced at it, and the twilight was cold.

The carvings seemed to feel dangerous, and suddenly flew up and rushed toward the South Palace.

Nangong squinted his eyebrows and raised his arm. Suddenly, his arm was caught by the eagle, and there was a huge pain.

"Little guy, what are you doing?"

Xiao Yu saw the carving of Nan Gong’s arm, and the sharp claws smashed a few blood ports on his arm. She was shocked.

Xiao Yu quickly ran, and the palm of his hand smashed the sculpt of Nan Gong, and saw that Nan Gong’s arm was bloody, and her eyes were a little red.

For a moment, her tears fell straight and said: "Nan Gong, you can bear, I will soon find herbs."

"Don't cry, it's a little hurt, it's fine."

Nan Gongyi saw Xiao Yu’s tears, his twilight flashed, and he sighed in his heart. He tore off a robe and wrapped it on the **** arm. The pale face was white.

The eagle was beaten by Xiao Yu, and did not dare to shoot at Nangong. His sharp eyes were fixed on Nangong, as if he was guarding him.

Xiao Yu quickly found the purple bead grass, and after chewing it, he first applied the medicine to the most injured arm of Nangong, and stopped the blood for a while.

There are also several wounds on his body. Some of the wounds are even stuck on the clothes. Xiao Yu wrinkles the tender brow.

"Nan Gong, you took off your clothes."

Nangong 没 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 南 南 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Xiao Yu saw those **** wounds, and his eyebrows were wrinkled: "Nan Gong, can you not gently point to your body?"

The wounds she looked at hurt, I don’t know what the man thought. Is it a little pain?

Nangong smirked and smiled: "The man will only be gentle to the woman she is happy with."

The dawn of Nangong Temple seems to be gentle enough to overflow the water. Xiao Yu’s apex trembles and squats, silently giving him a wound medicine.

Nan Gongyi looked at the little girl who gave him medicine. The small face of the delicate jade carving was very serious. The clear eyes didn't seem to move for him. The pale lips of Nangong were slightly raised. He seemed to be coming. The more I like this little girl.

Nangong’s eyes flashed a strong dark light. This little girl, he will never let Feng Lingran, not only because of her identity as a spiritual fox, but also because of...

"All right."

Xiao Yu carefully gave Nangong’s injured body a good medicine, picked up his clothes, and put it on his body, covering the white jade color that provoked the red face.

Wan Yuyu and the night came over, just to see Xiao Yu’s treatment of Nangong’s medicine.

Wan Haoyu's entire face was not good, and looked coldly at the weak Nangong: "hypocrisy."

The sword light flashed, and suddenly he stung to the neck of Wan Yuyu. He was shocked and suddenly jumped. The neck was still marked with a blood mark by the sword.

Wan Yuyu touched the neck and his palm was bright red. He widened his eyes and angered: "In the dark night, are you looking for death?"

Holding a sword in the hands of the night, cold channel: "I don't mind sending you back to the West."

Xiao Yu knows how fast the sword of the night is, and sees the night when she wants to shoot out Wan Yuyu. She flashes her figure, and even the front of the body, she unfolds her hand and protects Wan Yuyu behind her.

"Night, stop."

Nangong sees the sword in the hands of the night and slams into Xiao Yu’s body.

The night wrist turned, the sword deviated from Xiao Yu, he put the sword behind him, coldly watching Xiao Yu, seems to be very unhappy about her protection of Wan Yuyu.

Wan Yuyu’s line of sight fell on Xiao’s weak body. Just a moment ago, he did not expect Xiao Yu to suddenly stop in front of him. The sword of the night is very fast, only a little bit will hurt Xiao Yu, this little fox really does not care about his safety?

Really a silly fox.

Wan Yuyu suddenly caught Xiao Xiao’s little hand: “Ling is still in retreat, he needs us.” q8zc

Hearing Feng Lingran, Xiao Yu did not hesitate to go with him.

The eagle owl is behind Xiao Yu, like a follower.

The dark night fingers tightened and looked at the back of Xiao Yu’s departure. The handsome face became colder and the feet were going to catch people back.

"Night."

Nangong screamed at the dark night and shook his head at him.

"The master..."

Dissatisfied in the dark night, the master suffered so many injuries for Xiao Yu, can't you get a little reward?

Feng Lingran did not do anything for Xiao Yu, but he could enjoy everything. Why?

Why is God so unfair to the master?

Nan Gongyi raised his hand and stopped the dark night to continue. He looked at the back of Xiao Yu’s departure, and the twilight gradually deepened.

A few days passed.

The pain in the abdomen of Wan Yuyu was awkward and it was going to be better. In the past few days, he has been smashing herbs, all from the surroundings. Xiao Yu doesn't know what he is playing? Asked a question. Wan Yuyu smiled at her and quietly told her that it was poison.

what?

What does Wan Yuyu's cockroach poison do?

Wan Haoyu glanced at the dark night not far away, Xiao Yu suddenly understood that Wan Hao Yu drums poison is to deal with the night.

Xiao Yu’s mouth is pumping, and Wan Hao’s martial arts is not as good as people. Is this what I want to use to open the door to the left?

Xiao Yu did not say anything, Wan Yuyu did this well, sometimes the night was too much, and the sword would hurt people when he couldn’t move. Wan Yuyu had only suffered in the dark night.

Xiao Yu’s line of sight fell on Feng Ling’s handsome face. When will he have to practice until he can go out?

At the same time.

The "spiritual palace" is also in chaos.

When Xiao Yu left, the slaves were in a bad mood. The people in the government had to find out the people, and a large number of people were also looking for them.

After a few days, there is still no news.

The slaves are scared to kill people, and the red robe on their bodies is like being dyed red with blood, and the horror is ghastly. At this moment, the servants of the government are not willing to be close to the slaves, for fear that the slaves will be angry, and that they will die. .

"You have no use of this waste, even the individual can not find it, **** it."

On the ground, the guards who came back to the obituary, they trembled slightly, bowed their heads, pale like a dead body.

Suddenly.

The slave's nails became pointed, and they reached out to a guard on the ground, piercing his heart, blood flowing into the nails of the slaves, and the slave's back veins were convex, as if the red blood was sucked into the body of the slave. .

After a while, the body of the guard fell straight on the ground, and it was white and transparent, as if it had lost blood.

"Ah~"

Another guard who was kneeling on the ground saw him and started to run scared.

The slave's mouth pulled out a cruel smile, the nails went up in madness, and penetrated the back of the guard who ran to the door. The blood flowed into his nails. After a while, the guard became a corpse, the slave. The lips, like the red roses, are bright and colorful.

"If there is an accident, Miss, I will let you all be buried."

The voice of the slave was like the demon of hell, and the red-blooded scorpion swept across the two surviving guards on the ground, watching the trembling body, and the slaves flashed their disgust.

It’s useless.

After a while.

Xiao Yu’s room was pushed open, and the slave looked at the Linger who was practicing by the lingering flowers. The bright red in his scorpion faded and turned into normal black.

"Nurs know that this time should not bother you to practice, but Miss disappeared for a few days, the slaves are really worried, the slaves can no longer wait, the useless waste can not find the lady. Now, only you can find she was."

The ear did not open his eyes, as if he had entered a certain state.

The slave went to the ear of the ear, although he did not want to do this, but still took away the flowers.

When the flower was taken away, the ear quickly opened his eyes and saw the slave standing in front of it. It shook his hair.

"Take me to Miss Zao!" paused, and the slave whispered, "Miss red star moves, the dowry appears."

The fluffy ears of the ear flicked and jumped off the table and ran out of the house.

When the slaves saw it, they were happy, and they followed the ear and chased them out.

*************

Xiao Yu and Wan Yuyu sat in front of the fire and burned the fire to the most prosperous.

Xiao Yu picked up two woods with very strong flames, and said to Wan Hao, who also took the fire stick: "Let's burn the vine in the cave!"

Wan Yuyu nodded and smiled and said: "Well, burn it, and then it can no longer be done."

In the dark night, I played the vine demon in the cave all day. Wan Yuyu was already unhappy. Waiting for him and the cockroach to burn the vine demon, what kind of cultivation is there in the dark?

Thinking of the dark night's face, Wan Yuyu's heart was dark and cool.