Ye Fan's face was bitter and astringent: "too grandma, it's hard to say a word."

"Don't say anything extra."

"Hurry up, get me a bowl of shengshengzaohua soup."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on tonight ~"

Ye Fan said with a strong tolerance for pain.

Damn, he doesn't know what's wrong with him recently. He's always injured.

The old wound is not healed, but a new one is added.

Fortunately, the other side's attack is not as deadly as Ye Fan imagined.

However, Ye Fan's dragon spirit body is still broken.

The abdomen is almost flesh and blood, red blood dyed Ye Fan's whole clothes.

It seems that in a short time, Ye Fan's injury is not good.

If you can master it, you may have a chance.

"Granny, go quickly ~"

"it's killing me."

Old Tai Jun seems to want to ask something, but she hasn't said anything, Ye Fan there has already been with the soul, urging.

"Good, good."

"You are the only one who dares to use my wife like this."

"If you were someone else, your grandmother would have twisted his head off and kicked it as a ball."

Old Tai Jun swearing and swearing, he went to mix shengzaohua Soup for ye fan.

As for ye fan, he was not idle. He listened attentively with both ears, staring at the backyard.

However, to Ye Fan's surprise, there was no news.

"Well?"

"Did the woman give up pursuing me?"

"No more clothes?"

Ye Fan hits each other in the hard pit, and escapes from the dungeon with the help of her sword spirit. She hears no more movement, as if the machine is out of fire.

"I guess it's the fear of the Chu family?"

Ye Fan thinks secretly.

And looked down at the clothes and skirts hidden in my arms.

There is also a faint fragrance of virginity above, which is naturally the body fragrance of the previous woman.

However, Ye Fan is not interested in this. What he cares more about is that it is wrapped in his clothes and skirts, that Yin tornado.

"Xiao Fan, I have it ready for you."

"Come here soon?"

In front of me, came the old prince's call.

Ye Fan also can't care to see what Yin tornado, hurry to the medical bath to heal.

It has to be said that laotaijun's shengzaohua soup is extremely magical.

No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you place yourself in it, all the pain on Ye Fan's body will disappear.

Instead, there was an inexplicable sense of warmth in the wound.

Fanruo is like repairing Ye Fan's skin.

In this way, Ye Fan spent a night in this shengshengzaohua soup.

The next day, although Ye Fan's face is still pale, but at least can move freely.

"You're lucky, boy."

"The injuries this time are mostly trauma, much lighter than last time."

"But you didn't listen to the advice, but you used your internal strength."

"Just repaired some of the muscles and veins, there are signs of rupture again."

"You are only afraid of the peak of your power in the remaining two or three periods?"

"If you want to get back to the peak, I don't think you can do it in a year and a half."

The old prince shook his head and said.

However, Ye Fan was not depressed, but also asked with a smile: "if so, I have mastered the body of Yin dragon?"

"Well?"

"So you see yun'er?" Seeing this, the old prince was surprised and immediately asked.