The skirt faded.

Xiao Yu twisted his eyebrows, depressed his eyes, pale face, because of shame, a little bloody.

Feng Lingran’s sight fell on her hips.

The white skin, the skin is now fleshy, bright red, but there is no trace of **** smell scattered in the air, even her skirt, there is no bright red, if he put her on the bed, found strange, can not see Her buttocks were so badly injured.

Feng Ling's eyes were cold, with thin lips and arms across her chest, holding her back into bed.

Xiao Yu took a breath, and the heart seemed to stop beating. The black and white eyes were sharp, the big, the blood of the neck, and the face went straight.

This is too hooligan, too animal.

How can his arm be so unscrupulous across her chest?

Feng Lingran gently put her on the bed, face down, hips up, black sputum reflected blood red, body exudes a breath, like the cold river snow is extremely cold.

Cool on the buttocks, gently wandering in the wound, Xiao Yu buried in the bed, his face twisted over, the oblique lingering seeing Feng Lingran is giving her a wound medicine, his handsome face, across the distance They all feel very cold, and the drooping black scorpion is also filled with cool cold light, without the slightest beast.

Xiao Yu's tight heart gradually relaxed, and with the chilly and calm look of Xiao Feng, Xiao Yu suddenly felt that when he was not a beast, it was quite good.

After he helped her with the medicine, Xiao Xiao’s mouth gently pulled a touch of curvature and wanted him to unlock his own acupuncture points.

did not expect……

With a cold leg, he pulled the skirt hanging in her leg.

Xiao Yu’s mouth was stiff and pumping, and the eyelids hurt.

Fortunately, Feng Ling did not intend to do anything to her.

He pulled up the horn and covered her evenly beautiful legs.

"Who is it?" The cool voice spit from his mouth.

Xiao Yu’s heart was shocked. He was surprised to see Jun’s face moving to the front of the bed. Feng Lingran’s expression was cold and cool, and the black sputum revealed his killing, as if she told him who he was, he would kill. That person.

"You can talk." Xiao Yu was very happy, and the spirit of Qing Ling looked at him like a diamond.

"Who is it?" He ignored her happiness, and the words were like gold, and his expression was like killing God.

Xiao Yu clearly saw that his thin lips were closed, and the voice of the words was exactly the same as that in her memory, unlike the stiffness that was called her nephew.

"You first unlock my acupuncture points." Xiao Yu did not answer him, paused, and the delicate little face said: "I will not leave immediately, so always become?"

Feng Lingran untied her acupuncture points and opened her thin lips again. The cold voice: "Who is this?"

Xiao Yu’s arm moved, and the feeling of freedom was very good.

She is able to push the spiritual power and break through the acupuncture points of the phoenix, but it takes a while and consumes the aura, swallowing the "Xuan Ling Dan", first to raise the body, Xiao Yu wants to restore the memory as soon as possible, there is no Use the aura to punch the acupuncture points.

"It's me." Xiao Yu knows Feng Lingran's temperament. If she said it, I am afraid that I am going to kill people. The killing on his face is so obvious. Can she not see it?

Feng Ling looked at her for a moment, no longer asked, turned and left.

Xiao Yu suddenly jumped in his heart, and his release of killing was even worse. She hurriedly climbed up and reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Feng Lingran... oh..."

The wound on the buttocks was pulled, her low screaming, the cold sweat on her forehead, and the delicate face was white.

Feng Lingran heard her crying voice. When she turned around, she saw that the clean wound had cracked open and the red blood flowed out. He unconsciously raised his eyebrows and gently lifted her to the bed. Give her a crack on the cracked wound.

When he wanted to get up and leave, his wrist was caught tightly by Xiao Yu. Her pale face looked up at him. His black and white eyes were clear and watery. What a pity?

Feng Ling was soft, and sat down beside her eyes.

"This is my own business, I can handle it well, you don't care, okay?" Seeing Feng Ling's slightly milder twilight, suddenly became cold, Xiao Yu's heart was slightly shocked, delicate Said: "I know, you are distressed, I can't see that I am hurt, I want to help my sister's lessons hurt me, you are good to me, how can I not understand? But I want to learn medicine here, Learn alchemy.

Still! There is a monster tower here, dragon dragon can take me to sweep the tower, how fast I am promoted? If I leave here, these benefits are gone! There is a saying that the gentleman revenge, ten years is not too late, waiting for me to go out, and then double their abuse, is it better? ”

Xiao Yu feels that she is about to become a double-faced person. She can't communicate with Feng Lingran normally. She has to look at him like a child with autism.

Xiao Yu knows that Feng Ling is definitely not autistic. He is very normal in memory. In addition to the cold poison attack, another person will appear.

But now Feng Lingran, unlike the normal Feng Lingran, or with another one, is nothing like him. What happened to him?

Xiao Yu suddenly thought of Nanhua Jun, maybe Nanhua Jun can see what happened to Feng Lingran?

Feng Lingran was very busy with Xiao Yu. He did not leave the dormitory again, and stayed with her until the sun was about to set. He left the dormitory and went back to the cafeteria to have a meal.

Feng Lingran just left the canteen, and the disciples began to gossip.

"Oh, I really didn't see it. Feng Ling is not a burly figure, but the combat power is very long! The whole afternoon, can the female disciple in the dormitory eat it?"

"It’s strange to eat, you didn’t see Feng Ling’s cooking and go back to eat for her?”

"No! I heard that the big man of the Feng nationality is so lonely and cruel, how can he be so gentle to a female disciple? Also come to cook in person?"

"Who is that female disciple?"

"..."

The male disciples were full of curiosity about this mysterious female disciple. Their voices were heard in the ears of the female disciples. Duanmufen, who was particularly concerned about Feng Lingran, almost thought that this was just a joke that was not realistic.

However, Feng Lingran really went to the dormitory to eat, which made her wonder.

Is it really as they say, Feng Ling has taken a female disciple back to the dormitory, a lonely man and a woman...

Duan Mufen's face changed suddenly, and her heart was very uncomfortable. Like her favorite, she was robbed by others. This kind of heartfelt feeling made her want to tear up the female disciple.

After Xiao Yu finished eating the dinner that Feng Lingran had returned, she stunned Feng Lingran and finally left Feng Lingran’s dormitory.

When she returned to her dormitory, the wound on her buttocks was almost as good. After Feng Ling helped her with the wound, she swallowed a "red ginseng".

Nanhua Jun gave her a total of eight red ginseng, and all of them were the best. When Xiao Yu opened the jade, he was shocked. Suddenly there was a feeling that Nanhua Jun put all his best red ginseng. All gave her.

"Miss..."

The slaves saw that Xiao Yu was coming back, and the face of the city was very worried.

Xiao Yu smiled and walked, the pace was light, and he could not see the way he was seriously injured.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

The slaves looked up and down, and found that Xiao Yu was injured. He twisted his eyebrows, but did not stretch out. He said with doubt: "The flowers of Yu Yurong said that you were beaten very badly, all of them are all blood."

The slaves don't like the monks, and the flower Yurong is the monk he has to marry. If he is still in the process, he can't spare them.

Xiao Yu suddenly looked at the slave's red mouth: "What happened to your voice?"

The beautiful peach blossoms of the slaves flashed slightly. He was dumbly treated with Yu Rong, and returned to the dormitory. She gave him the antidote. It was only the antidote and added some other ingredients, which led to his nephew saying. In a word, it hurts a lot.

"I'm fine." The slave didn't want to worry Xiao Yu.

"Is it Huayuong?" Xiao Yu's delicate little face cooled down. After going to the lobby, the slave didn't talk, she already found it wrong.

The slave opened his mouth and wanted to say "no".

"To tell the truth." Xiao Yu sighed, and the light was like a knife.

The slave boy’s heart glimpsed, thinking of what Xiao Yu said, he no longer dared to lie to Xiao Yu, and nodded truthfully.

Xiao Yuguang was cold to the extreme: "This account, I will count with them sooner or later."

Xiao Yu gave a "Red Ginseng Dan" slave. After he swallowed, the miracle of the scorpion was restored, he said with surprise.

"This medicinal medicine is amazing, my voice is so good."

If the palace nobles of Jiushengyu knew that Xiao Yu had the best red ginseng and gave the slaves a cure, I am afraid that I would like to die. They have to work hard, and they can’t change their wealth. How can Shen Dan and Xiao Yu be so wasted?

"I will go out and wait for a while."

Xiao Yu said, he walked out of the dormitory, lived in the west of the men's dormitory, and two **** blossomed.

Xiao Yu came to the dormitory of Dawu and Xiao Wu. The two baboons were feeding the two, and there was a woman dressed in Chinese costume, looking at the two men lying on the bed with a look of regret.