Chapter 751

After suffering for an hour, Dongling asked people to remove the fire under the barrel.

A white smoke slowly came out of Baihui cave in jiuque, and his whole person looked much calmer.

Just when Dongling felt at ease and thought that things had finally come to an end, a pure internal force suddenly burst out on jiuque, shaking the whole barrel to pieces.

The silver needles that entered the body were also forced out by him one by one. Nangong Yan and Dongling quickly sidestepped over, and the silver needles were inserted straight into the big pillars under the corridor.

"There's a back move, thanks to my old bone hiding fast!" Dongling said with lingering fear.

It seems that we can't underestimate his shameless magic skill, otherwise we will suffer a great loss.

Jiuque fainted directly, and Dongling covered him with clothes already prepared.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief: "girl, you can let someone carry him back to the room."

This is obviously said to Xi Xingyue. Xi Xingyue nodded heavily: "thank you, elder."

Dongling smiled: "it's too early to say thanks now. He has to treat it six times, and the process is more and more painful. If he can't stick to it once, everything will be wasted."

Ji Qingxue went to Nangong Yan's side, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and asked with concern, "are you okay?"

Nangong Yan only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing. The familiar fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Even if he was tired, he felt nothing.

Although I think so in my heart, my actions have another profound meaning.

Nangong Yan bent over and leaned slightly tired on Ji Qingxue's shoulder, holding a pitiful tone: "ah Xue, I've lost too much internal power this time. I feel so tired all over. Please help me back to my room."

Before Ji Qingxue said anything, the nearby Dongling couldn't see it anymore: "Nangong boy, what are you wearing here? You're not ashamed. I still need my eyes."

Nangong Yan ignored him completely, but he was closer to Ji Qingxue's soft body. He rubbed and rubbed as if there were no one else, and his voice shouted silently: "ah Xue."

Ji Qingxue knew that he was pretending, but there was no way. He played a rogue, but no one could match it. Moreover, he did consume a lot of internal power today. Just get used to him once.

Ji Qingxue held him tightly and said reluctantly, "don't cry. It's like crying a soul. I'll help you go back and have a rest."

Smelling the speech, a smile flashed in Nangong Yan's long and narrow eyes, and he only heard a slight "um" sound.

Nangong Yan presses the whole person against Ji Qingxue. Ji Qingxue complains, "don't press me. You're really heavy."

Nangong Yan pasted it on her cochlea and said vaguely, "it's not the first time. Now I think I'm pressing you? Then I'll eat less in the future. I won't crush people when I can. I want to be distressed."

Ji Qingxue only felt that her cheeks were hot, which could be comparable to the high temperature of the barrel just now.

Why is this man always so rude? Ji Qingxue glared at him quickly and motioned him to restrain.

But nangongyan didn't seem to see it, but it got worse.

"Ah Xue, is it uncomfortable for me to press you like this?"

It doesn't surprise me. I'm talking about people like Nangong Yan.

Dongling, who listened to their dialogue without losing a word, couldn't help scolding: "shameless, really shameless!"

Nangong Yan doesn't care. He has done shameless things. This degree is nothing at all.

It's strange that he was too menglang that day. Angry ah Xue refused to let himself touch it these days.

Since he can't touch it, he can only ask for something cheap in his mouth.

Wen Xiang's nephrite is in his arms. Nangong Yan has been distracted for a long time. He whispered, "after ah Xue returns to his room, why don't we..."

"We're your head!" Ji Qingxue interrupted him angrily. "Go back and lie down and rest for me. Don't think about some messy things."

Nangong Yan took the opportunity to make peace: "ah Xue, I was bad last time. Don't be angry with me!"

It is impossible for him to keep such a low profile before.

But since Ji Qingxue, Nangong Yan was willing to turn his anger into soft around his fingers.

This is probably what others say. One thing falls to another.

Mu Qing looked at the situation in the corridor clearly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help pulling out a shallow arc.

Yun'er patted him on the shoulder behind him: "MuQing, what are you looking at? Sister, is their treatment over?"

Mu Qing turned around, and the pretty girl stood in front of him. His heart moved slightly. He really wanted to trap her in his eyes.

He began to understand the master's mood.

Seeing that he was distracted, yun'er raised his hand and shook it in front of him: "what do you think?"

MuQing grabbed her hand and whispered, "the mistress, they have finished the treatment. Don't worry."

Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief: "that's good."

Then, seeing that she was somewhat discouraged, she said, "I blame my shallow medical skills, otherwise I can help sister."

"One day, yun'er will be like her mistress." Mu Qing didn't resist and rubbed her head. It felt very good.

Yun'er looked at him with a light in his eyes: "can I really be like sister?"

In yun'er's heart, sister a is the greatest person. If she could be like sister a, she would be very happy.

Mu Qing nodded and spoke more softly: "of course."

His little girl is the best.

When jiuque woke up, Xi Xingyue fell on his bed to rest. He only moved a little, and Xi Xingyue woke up immediately.

"Noisy to you?" jiuque looked at her painfully. She didn't rest well these days, and people looked haggard.

Xi Xingyue smiled: "no, what's wrong with you?"

Jiuque tried to move his muscles and bones, and his whole body hurt badly. It seemed that he had been taken apart and put it together again. He said with a bitter smile: "the power of fire therapy is really extraordinary."

Xi Xingyue didn't forget those terrible bruises on him, nor did he forget that he almost left himself. That feeling was too worried.

"Fortunately, you survived."

Jiuque smiled at her. When she was about to say something, she saw her hands wrapped in gauze.

Jiuque immediately grabbed her wrist and asked, "what's going on?"

Xi Xingyue wanted to take back her hands, but she was firmly clamped down by him. She couldn't beat him, so she had to compromise.

"It was scalded."

At that time, she was extremely anxious. There was only nine Que in her eyes and heart. Where could she care for herself.

By the time she recovered, her hands had been scalded.

It was just touching the barrel and being scalded like this. It can be imagined what kind of pain jiuque suffered. Xi Xingyue felt even more distressed.

Jiuque's hand trembled a little. His eyes were red and stared at her: "you did it on purpose. You deliberately made me feel bad, didn't you?"

Xi Xingyue nodded: "yes, I did it on purpose. The next treatment will be more difficult. I want you to remember my injured hands so that you will remember when you can't stick to it."

Jiuque was stunned and smiled and scolded: "silly girl."

Then he endured the pain and held the man in his arms: "I know, even for you, I will survive."