After inserting all the gold needles into the body of Beiming Junlin, Mu Wuxin began to inject aura into his body. Although she had been promoted to the rank of Huang Jieling, the cold poison on him became more and more serious. After a while, Mu Wuxin's aura was almost consumed.

But fortunately, the cold poison on the king's presence in the northern Ming Dynasty has been alleviated a lot.

Mu did not want to soak in this hot spring. After meditating for a long time, he found that the aura in his body was growing rapidly.

After about two quarters of an hour, the body of the king of Beiming had almost completely recovered.

Mu has no intention to pull out the gold needle in his body. In an instant, the man then opens his eyes.

When Mu has no intention to place the gold needles, the man's body has turned around.

"Muer, it's hard for you." The man looked at the woman who was immersed in the water with himself and slowly opened his mouth.

Looking at the woman wearing only a belly bag, the man's eyes gradually become hot, and the woman's skin is as white as snow, shining in the clear warm water.

Mu Wuxin turned her head and saw the man's deep and hot black eyes, and her face immediately became black!

"If you don't want to give up, you should give me some peace these days. The cold poison on you is getting more and more serious. In two days we will set out for the frigid regions. You can do whatever you want to prepare. "

"Well." The man quietly agreed, the pair of eyes still fell on her body.

"The king of Beiming! You turn me around! "

"Muer..." If it was not for the poor body, how could he let this woman be so arrogant?

"Since we can't let the king taste the desire of his mouth, it's not too much to let him hold his eyes."

Hearing the man's words, Mu Wuxin's face changed, and his star eyes crossed a crafty look. "Well, since the Lord wants to see it so much, my concubine will give him a good look."

Anyway, she wore a swimsuit in her previous life!

In contrast, this ancient belly bag and wrapped trousers are not too conservative.

Mu Wuxin suddenly stood up from the water, good and exquisite figure, has developed very perfect.

Although this body, Fang only 16 years old, but should have, has been completely.

Mu didn't want to go to the shore, carried the aura, put on his clothes to dry, and then, in front of the man, put on clothes in a big way.

A moment later, a man has been unable to hold back in the past, looking at the beautiful figure of Miaoman back and forth in front of him, the breath on the man can not help becoming turbulent and hot.

Mu did not mean to cast a glance at the man below, the corner of his lips hung with a sarcastic smile, "originally, the king's determination is just like this, I thought, the Lord is really powerful!"

When speaking of the last few words, Mu unintentionally accentuated the tone. Hearing her words, a man's face suddenly darkened completely.

If he was not ill, where would she have the chance to be so presumptuous?

"Well, Lord, I'm going to leave. I've been bothering the Lord to prepare all the things in the past two days. Besides, don't disturb me these two days. I still have something to do."

Since she wants to go to the extremely cold place, she must prepare more good things.

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