The power of the explosion was considerable, and the pieces of the cauldron that broke apart ranged from large to small.

It is especially difficult to clean up the finely broken tripod pieces.

After finally taking off Feng Xin's robe, he remained silent but his forehead was covered with sweat.

Looking at Feng Xin's naked back, Ye Lingyue's nose felt sore and she pretended to be angry and blamed her.

"Next time something like this happens, don't stand in front of me."

Ye Lingyue regretted it very much. She should have told Feng Xin earlier that she, Hong Meng Tian, ​​had Qian Ding to protect her body. Even in the face of an explosion, she could escape unscathed.

She didn't need, nor was she willing to let him use his flesh and blood to block her.

After finishing speaking, Ye Lingyue bit her tongue, what does next time mean?

This time, it was enough. How could there be a next time?

Seeing that Ye Lingyue was annoyed and distressed at the same time, looking like she wanted to bite off her own tongue, Feng Xin's handsome face broke out into a grin.

There is a hint of color on the fair face.

"If there is a next time, I will stand in front of you. You shouldn't have even a trace of scar on your body, it won't look good."

After he finished speaking, his slender fingers traced Ye Lingyue's cheek.

The girl's face turned red due to nervousness, with a hint of red in the pink. The touch felt so good that he was reluctant to withdraw his hand for a moment.

He stared at Ye Lingyue, his eyes getting darker and darker.

Ye Lingyue's skin was very good, as smooth as a piece of white jade. He really couldn't bear to leave any scars on it.

He wished he could block all those bloody and violent things for her.

Ye Lingyue's face felt hot when Feng Xin looked at her. She slapped his hand away with some embarrassment and jumped to her feet.

"It's none of your business whether it looks good or not on my body. Don't move around. I'll fetch water and clean it for you first."

As she said this, she covered her face and ran away like a rabbit.

Seeing her looking like a little woman, Feng Xin had long forgotten the pain caused by the wound.

The man's joyful laughter echoed in the room.

When the woman's figure completely disappeared, Feng Xin moved her muscles and her eyes dimmed, her amber eyes shining brightly in the dark night, like a wild leopard king.

He flexed his hands, the graceful muscles on his body tightened, and his broad back arched into a half-arch shape.

The energy in the body moves for a small week.

Only a few "puff" sounds were heard, and the fragments that pierced Feng Xin's back, under the action of the strong Yuan force in his body, shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and fell to the ground along with a large amount of blood.

This kind of injury may seem serious to Ye Lingyue, but to Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, who started licking blood from the tip of a knife when he was more than ten years old, it is nothing more than drizzle.

The reason why he didn't take action earlier was because he wanted to see his little girl tenderly caring for and supporting him.

However, when he saw Ye Lingyue's red eyes and distressed eyes, he felt distressed.

The waiter at Ye Lingyue's store prepared hot water, and when he came back, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya haven't come back yet, but the city lord's palace sent someone to pass the news, saying that Long Baobao has won the No. 1 forging in the world, and he has also been accepted as a closed disciple by the Sifang City Lord.

Long Sixuan is dead, and the revenge of Patriarch Long and Long Baobao has been avenged. Tomorrow morning, the Sifang City Lord will hold an apprenticeship ceremony at the City Lord's Mansion.

Tonight, the Sifang City Lord and a group of guests will hold a banquet at the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Lingyue declined the invitation because of Feng Xin's injury, but she promised that she would go to watch the ceremony tomorrow morning when Feng Xin's injury is better.

After sending away the people from the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Lingyue carried hot water and as soon as she entered the house, she saw Feng Xin trying to spread medicine behind her back.

"Who allowed you to move? Didn't you ask me to come? Where are the debris behind you?"

Ye Lingyue hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the healing medicine from Feng Xin's hand.

Looking behind Feng Xin, she could not help but be shocked. All the tripod fragments from earlier were gone.

"I cleaned it up myself. It's not much actually. It's just ulcers on the skin and it looks a bit scary. Let me do it. Don't get your hands dirty." Feng Xin looked calm and wanted to apply the medicine herself, but was stopped by Ye Lingyue.

Slap it away with a slap.

"It's not the first time I've helped you see a doctor and heal your wounds. I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty." Ye Lingyue was suspicious and checked Feng Xin's wounds again. She didn't know how she did it, but there were really no fragments left.

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But the blood flowed more. It seemed that he had lost at least one-third of his blood.

Ye Lingyue did not dare to neglect and scrubbed Feng Xin's body.

But the wound was fine after wiping it. When it touched Feng Xin's chest, her face turned red and her head lowered lower and lower.

Why hadn't she noticed before that Feng Xin had such good skin and such a good figure?

Also, his body shape seems a little different from Wu Zhong's.

Ye Lingyue wiped it, muttering in her heart.

But she didn't know that she was so close to Feng Xin, slowly lowering her head to wipe it. Feng Xin leaned over and looked down, just in time to see her white neck exposed when she lowered her head, and her long hair as smooth as black silk.

Brushed across his chest.

With her slender little hands, he felt his body getting hot little by little.

"If you keep wiping like this, I'm afraid my injury will be fine, but I'll end up suffering from frostbite." Feng Xin said in a hoarse voice, staring at the annoying little woman with her head buried in front of him.

Ye Lingyue was startled and raised her head suddenly, just in time to bump into Feng Xin's chin.

She cried out in pain and reached out to touch her forehead, but she didn't expect that she touched a place she shouldn't have touched.

Taking a closer look, she happened to touch Feng Xin's right breast. The worst thing was that she could clearly see that there had been changes with her touch.

She forgot about the pain on her forehead, raised her head carefully, and met Feng Xin's eyes.

His eyes flashed with burning light, and the next moment, Ye Lingyue screamed in surprise, her hand was pulled hard, and she fell into the man's arms.

A cool, masculine scent hits your face.

Her lips were fiercely captured, almost in a predatory and deep kiss. She wanted to protest, but found that her wrists were restrained.

Under the bright light, the two figures were intertwined.

Ye Lingyue muttered, her voice swallowed up.

Even when the man let go of her lips, he still refused to let go. He half hugged and half hugged her, imprisoning her in his arms.

Ye Lingyue's hair was messy and her lips were swollen and shining with a bright luster.

"It's all your fault, the wound opened again." Ye Lingyue pushed Feng Xin, but she didn't realize that her voice had a laziness after making love, and how seductive it sounded.

Feng Xin's appearance just now reminded Ye Lingyue of the kiss she had with Wu Zhong in the cave when they first met.

She couldn't describe what it felt like, she just felt sweet in her heart.

Feng Xin laughed softly twice, then obediently let go of her hand and let Ye Lingyue stop the bleeding.

On the way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly said.

"Ling Yue, let's get married after we go back."
Chapter completed!