Chapter 763

It's no wonder that in the novel, the things about feelings are always disordered. Once the relationship between men and women is involved, it's like a cat's scratched wool head, which can't get the clue.

Now it seems so!

If it's an ordinary man who confesses to her, she doesn't like the fact that she'll just refuse, give each other a good time, and give herself a good time.

But the other side is emperor Zun --

if she refuses dryly and knows his biggest secret, will he kill her directly when he becomes angry?

Motherfucker! My head hurts!

Ning Xuemo shakes his head and simply doesn't want to.

It's important for her to practice!

Only when she is really stronger, can she live in this world. She has to avenge ye qingluan's Naya!

She checked emperor Zun's injury again, nothing changed. Not good or bad.

Looking at his state, although Xuemo was a little anxious, he was helpless.

He used rejuvenation again, with little effect.

His eyes were always closed and he could not wake up. But breathing is a little better than it seems.

Emperor Zun actually suffered such a heavy injury, which was beyond Ning Xuemo's expectation.

She still has the illusion of dreaming.

Ning Xuemo has become accustomed to practising hard recently. Sitting here at this time, he can't help but think of the skills he saw on the white tower and just practice here.

The aura here seems to be particularly abundant, and the most abundant element is water, which is just suitable for her cultivation of wood element technique.

The time of cultivation is always passing quickly. I don't know how long it has passed. Ning Xuemo is practicing so hard that he forgets himself and suddenly hears a weak groan

The voice was low and hoarse, but it fell on her heart like a hammer, which made her instantly refreshed.

Subconscious look back, scared a big jump!

Emperor Zun was still lying there, frowning and frowning. His pale face was as red as rouge. There's also some shortness of breath.

He has a fever?!

Ning Xuemo touched his head, his heart thumping, his forehead burning! I really have a high fever!

Needless to say, it's because his back injury is too serious, and he hasn't been treated with any medicine, which makes him burn.

Ning Xuemo starts to be busy like a top, tearing off a piece of clothes and moistening it with water to cool him down physically.

What's more, his high fever is not the same as that of normal people. It's the limit for normal people to burn to 42 degrees.

According to the measurement of Ning Xuemo, his temperature is estimated to be forty-eight degrees!

She just wiped it with a wet cloth, and the water was immediately dried by his high heat

Ning Xuemo just wiped his forehead at first, but later he burned too much, so he wiped his whole body.

Of course, the whole body only includes his upper body and lower thighs, where she still dare not move.

It's strange that Ning Xuemo has not seen a hundred or seventy-eight male bodies in his life, and several of them have gone naked for surgery, but she never felt anything. At that time, she was just a doctor. Looking at those people's bodies is like looking at the meat on the chopping board.

But now it's just to wipe him like this. She can't wipe the important place yet. She even has a hot heartbeat.

The fever on his body seemed to infect her a little, which made her face burn a lot. When wiping his chest, Xuemo's fingers trembled a little.

He had always been seen in high position, with tight buttons, and the standard asceticism was the God of men.