Chapter 440

Because of the muddle, a Zhao also did not resist, still hold himself by the male Lord.

But the other side held for a long time, still did not let go of the meaning.

A Zhao moved tentatively.

The place seemed to be responding.

He slowly, slowly released a Zhao.

The distance between them was less than a foot. They looked at the people in front of them without blinking.

Twenty years of time did not make this person's appearance have any change, but he looked pale. Maybe he just woke up, and his eyes, which used to be cold and sword like, were quiet.

Wen Renli looked at it and his attention turned to other places.

Elder martial brother's eyelashes are so long.

The roots are clear, naturally upward, forming a perfect small fan.

Elder martial brother is very beautiful.

Because of the injury, which belongs to the sword cultivation, the whole body is cold and the momentum is no longer, and the advantages of the five senses are infinitely highlighted.

Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Wen Renli looked greedily and wanted to reach out and touch it.

In fact, during his coma years, he didn't touch this face.

But a body lying on the cold jade bed, even the vitality is weak to almost disappear, where can compare with the fresh person in front of you?

A Zhao is disturbed by the man's eyes.

She called out in a low voice: "younger martial brother."

Hearing the ceremony, he returned to God and suppressed those thoughts that should not be revealed. He became a good younger martial brother who was gentle and respectful.

"What's the matter, elder martial brother?"

"I'm cold." A Zhao shrank back.

I feel a pain in my heart.

Although the cold jade of ten thousand years is extremely cold, the monk can not be afraid of cold and heat when he reaches the golden elixir period.

Elder martial brother, you will feel cold.

It's not because

Ah Zhao also reflected at the moment.

How could she be cold?

"I..." Her lips trembled a little. "What's wrong with me?"

Wen Renli stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "elder martial brother, don't panic. You were injured too much before. Fortunately, your heart was a few inches away from the normal people. That old blackwind thief failed. Master, the old man tried hard to save your life, but your cultivation

A Zhao's heart trembled, waiting for the words under the ceremony.

Wen Renli comforted a smile: "but the cultivation is not there, it's not that you can't practice any more. With elder martial brother's qualification, he will soon be able to return to his former state. "

A Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

It's OK. It's OK.

As long as you start all over again, it's not impossible to practice again.

She was still thinking, a pair of warm arms through her waist.

She was beaten up and held up.

"Younger martial brother..."

Wen Renli felt the temperature in his arms and satisfied with a smile: "it's too cold here. I'll take my senior brother home."

Ah Zhao said, "I'll go by myself."

Wen Renli also does not force, obediently put her down.

As soon as a Zhao's legs landed on the ground, he did not stand firm, but fell into the arms of the prepared Wen Ren Li.

The voice of smiling at the ceremony came from the top of his head: "elder martial brother has been lying in bed for a long time. I'm afraid that he is weak and offended by him."

A Zhao: "it's just

Finally, she was carried back to feixuefeng in the form of a princess.

As soon as they arrived at feixuefeng, an old man in green robe was waiting there.

A Zhao only looked at it, and his eyes were sour: "master..."

The face of the man who practices truth is permanent. Guangxuzi always looks like a middle-aged scholar of letters. But now a Zhao sees that his black hair has turned white.

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