Feng Ling's thin lips are slightly open, and he wants to be called "medical doctor". When he speaks to his mouth, his fingers are tight, and his brain flashes through the picture of the medics touching the little things. He can't help the violent body, black cockroaches. Scarlet wants to kill.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his head.

"Feng Lingran, give me the body, and the situation is very bad now."

It is the voice of purple clothes, very urgent.

Feng Lingran's dark bottom flashed through the strange **** sputum, his fingers pulled the quilt, covered Xiao Yu's evenly-legged legs, and covered the bright red in the quilt.

"Give the medicine to you."

Feng Lingran even the royal doctor is not willing to invite, how can he be willing to put the purple clothes out easily?

"She was injured by the instrument, she had injured the ribs and sputum, the deity gave you medicine, and you could not cure her." The voice of the purple clothes was a little angry, thinking that he did not know what Feng Ling was thinking? However, he was afraid that he would see his woman, but don't forget that his purple clothes and Feng Ling are the same roots, and the woman of Feng Lingran is also his woman.

He is a virtual body, and these are not worthy of the moment, but now, his little child is so badly injured, but Feng Ling is not willing to let him out, which is too selfish, is it too selfish?

"Is the instrument damaged?" Feng Ling whispered to himself, flashing a short whip in his head, is the short whip of Shangguan Yaner.

"The injury of my nephew is very serious. I have to help her to check the injury in order to get the right medicine. Feng Lingran, you don't want to have anything wrong with your child? Give me the body, only I can heal the wounds of my nephew." Anxious, had to soften a few points against Feng Ling, he said that it is correct, the instrument is injured, the general Royal doctor can not cure, only him.

Feng Lingran looked at the small face of Xiao Yu's pale paper, as if it would be broken when he touched it. His thick and slender feathers shivered and slowly closed.

When he opened his eyes again, the pupil flashed through the faint faintness, and saw Xiao’s pale face. The slender fingers immediately picked up Xiao’s white wrist.

After a while.

He put down Xiao Yu's wrist, his eyebrows were tight, and the light fell on her waist. He couldn't manage that much. The slender fingers unraveled Feng Ling and helped her wear neat clothes. He looked red and hurriedly looked at her smooth and tender. The waist.

From the outside, there is no trace of scars, and the skin is as white and tender as it is when there is no injury.

But the meat inside the skin is already terrible, this is the fatal damage of the instrument.

However, if there is no alchemy teacher to rescue, the person injured by the instrument is only dead.

The vicious woman wanted the life of his little child!

The dark scorpion of the purple coat flashed the enchanting cold light, and Xiao Xiao ate a medicinal herb. His slender fingers licked a tiny, sharp knife.

When he saw the quilt in the cover of Xiao Yu’s lap, he waved his hand and the quilt opened and fell to the side.

When Ziyi saw Xiao Yu’s even and delicate, delicate and smooth legs, the bottom of the demon light was dark, and a picture flashed in her head. She and Feng Lingran...

The purple clothes breathed a little, and raised his hand to give himself a slap, and the lips blew out blood. He laughed: "I thought it was really dirty. The little one was seriously injured at the moment. I also want to think about this?"

"Hey, the master will have a bit of pain when he cuts the knife, but the blood on your waist must be released and endure."

Purple clothes can not bear, but there is no way, her waist is connected to the ribs and lungs, have been injured, and the vicious woman is very sinister, inch in the hit the key of this little fox.

The knife, the skin of Xiao Yan's waist, the dark red blood flowing out of her waist.

Xiao Yu’s painful “squeaky” sounded, twisting his body, and when his legs were twisted, he was pinched tightly by the purple arm and saw her upper body twisting. The purple dress was afraid of her injured rib injury. Put down the knife, stretch the right hand, and press it on her delicate collarbone.

Xiao Yu was pressed a little, but slowly opened her eyes and saw a beautiful face, she twisted the beautiful, weak smile.

"French."

Her smile, pale like a fragile silk flower, delicate and painful.

The purple dress saw Xiao Yu woke up, and her heart moved. She saw her weak smile on him, called him husband, and the purple clothes had a moment and lost.

"You take your hand off, and I can't breathe."

Xiao Yu stumbled away from the big palm under her neck. She weakened her body and did not sit up. The arm seemed to lose strength in an instant. She fell down again and was taken into the arms by the purple clothes in time.

Xiao Yu sniffed the familiar taste of his body, leaving her inexplicable peace of mind, his small face leaning against his chest, his thin arms covering his waist and twisting his eyebrows.

"French, I am sore."

Even breathing feels painful, as if once again, people are running through the body with their swords, and the blood keeps flowing down...

Purple clothes squatting Xiao Yu, not wanting to tell her, he is not Feng Lingran, he is purple, but hearing her weak voice, a "father" is a dependence on Feng Lingran, he suddenly can not be at this time Tell her the truth.

What's more, she is so thin, if she knows that the person holding her is not Feng Lingran, what should she do?

"When you are a child, you will endure."

The palm of the purple coat was placed on her smooth shoulders, and the little fox in her arms was distressed, the delicate face of the jade, the bright forehead, and the white twist of the white.

The purple dress kissed her eyebrows and wanted to smooth her little brows, but she saw her painful tears falling into crystal clear tears.

Xiao Yu bites the lip, she is not a delicate person, nor is it the first injury, but why is this pain so difficult?

The purple robes felt the little fox in his arms tremble slightly, his lips biting and bleeding, his sly scorpion, cold as ice, reaching out his fingers, opening her **** teeth and seeing her lips red. The tooth print, the purple coat put the palm of her hand into her mouth.

"Don't hurt yourself, bite it and bite it... sir!" He paused and almost made a mistake.

Xiao Yu’s fuzzy eyes saw the big palm in front of her eyes, and the tears flowed even more. She shook her head and buried her face in his arms, sobbing constantly.

"I am so painful, husband, you are fainting me! I really can't stand it."

Purple clothes close to the eyebrows, it seems that what is not good, his fingers pressed on the pulse of Xiao Yu, Xuanqi explored in, walked around a circle, only to find that there is a group of black shrouded in Xiao Yu’s brain, like To devour her knowledge.

Suddenly, he was shocked. This little fox has always been very strong. Even the soul went out and did not say such negative words. It turned out that some people were behind ghosts and wanted to swallow Xiao Yu’s knowledge and control Xiao Yu. .

There was a burst of anger in the heart of the purple coat. If the black scorpion was a demon and flashed a dark glory, he would not let go of anyone who wants to hurt Xiao Yu.

Who is that person?

The purple dress picked up Xiao Yan’s little face, which was crying into tears. Wen said: “Hey, look at me, look at my eyes.”

Xiao Yu’s vague vision, the pair of familiar black scorpions, this black scorpion seems to be different from before, some singular...

"Lust..."

Xiao Yu was very obedient, looking at his eyes intently, his pupils were black, like a black bottomless abyss, her soul seemed to float, and was sucked in by his deep black scorpion...

"Lust..."

Xiao Yu climbed his neck with his hands, and looked at him with some confusion. What about the soul sinking in now? He is her husband, and saved her at the most dangerous time. At this moment, she is willing to fall into his gentle township.

The pain seems to have decreased.

In this way, looking at him with madness can also reduce the pain on the body!

Xiao Yu’s brain is stupid, even what he has done? She doesn't know, just wants to follow instinct...

The purple dress is now killing the black group in Xiao Yu’s mind with a powerful mind. If it is not Xiao Yu, it is impossible for others to let him use such a big power, because this will be very detrimental to his cultivation, and when he kills the last point Black group.

His lips, suddenly put two soft lips.