Chapter 175

The stove went out last night, and the whole room was chilly.

Qiao Yanran said: "king, you open the stone gate. I'll go outside and hold a bundle of firewood to raise the stove."

The stone gate weighs ten thousand jin. If you wave your hand casually before Jun lie's cultivation disappears, the stone gate will open directly.

But now it's really a problem.

"I don't limit your cultivation. Just open it yourself." Jun lie swept one eye on her face, complexion very indifferent opening way.

Qiao Yan Ran picked to pick eyebrow, directly stood up body.

Her action is as fast as lightning, almost instantly she caught Jun lie's wrist, and her hairy claws touched his pulse.

Pulse disorder is very severe, blood gas deficit.

Qiao Yanran touched his chin, black hook Teng is a holy product, the efficacy is too fierce, but Jun lie before the injury is too heavy, empty not by supplement, leading to efficacy backfire.

But it doesn't matter. Just cultivate for a while.

Qiao Yanran loosened her hand and looked at all the suppressed Jun lie in front of her, showing a bad smile.

Jun lie knew that his cultivation had been exposed. His heart sank and his face was calm.

Qiao Yan Ran didn't know where to take a hemp rope with thick and thin wrist, directly tied Jun lie to the big bed in a herringbone shape.

When she had finished all this, she opened the stone door, went to the woodshed and brought in a large bundle of firewood.

After the stove was lit, the room was hot.

Ma Lie took advantage of his struggling wrist, but he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

I'm too weak to look good.

"Huo Huo -"

Qiao Yanran sat by the fire, grinding a dagger.

The dagger is very sharp and the sword is cold.

Qiao Yanran took the needle and thread again and put them all on a stone tray. She lifted the tray and put it beside the bedside table.

Is this a penalty?

Jun lie's guess is in his heart.

But he's not afraid of that.

Qiao Yanran holds the sharpened dagger on the tray and cuts it gently on Jun lie's waist seal.

"Tearing -"

the sound of tearing silk rings out.

Jun lie's fur coat was cut open, and his strong chest was directly exposed in the air. Qiao Yanran's claws crossed his chest, and his slightly cool claws brought a shiver.

"I heard that tiger meat has the effect of strengthening muscle and strengthening body. It tastes very good. I didn't expect to have a chance to taste it today."

Qiao Yanran in the hand of the dagger in the air pulled two times, satisfied with the mouth way: "you this fur is also good, just peel down to do coat."

Jun lie closed his eyes and didn't move.

The tiger skin on him looks complete, but it's just a cover up.

In the last battle, his fur was festering and purulent in many places. Even if the fur was peeled off, it was full of holes, which greatly affected the aesthetic feeling.

Now his cultivation is gone, and the cover up is going to be invalid.

Qiao Yan Ran looked at him without the slightest fear, teased his idea to pour also light down, from the stone tray, pound into the mud green ball, put Jun lie's lips.

"Yes."

Jun lie directly turned his head to one side and didn't intend to take this unknown object.

Qiao Yan Ran saw his action, eyebrows slightly frowned up, stretched out his hand to open his chin, forced him to open his mouth.

Jun lie lips close, white, but is not willing to open.