Chapter 2387： High Cold Master's Little Fox (69)

Chapter 2387 The Little Fox of the High Cold Master (69)

He reached out and clasped her wrist, and the tone went cold. "What are you doing?"

Bai Weiwei has a clear light and a serious tone.

"I want to heal the master."

Wen Jinqian breathed a sip and saw what she touched and knew what it was.

"You want to use the fox Nedan, give me a cure?"

Bai Weiwei’s ear smashed down. She glanced at his neck and said, “It’s sad that the wound of the master is caused by the thunder. The usual wound medicine can’t be healed.”

So use your own internal Dan?

For the strange.

Nedan is the life, once it is damaged.

If it is light, it will be damaged, and if it is heavy, it will be scattered.

This is a shaped goblin, the most irreplaceable thing.

Without it, there is no chance of cultivation.

Wen Jinqian stunned, he finally showed a smile, it seems to be relieved and like pleasure.

He is still in a state of enchantment.

But it has left the primary stage of the brain blank, and the brain recalls the past very clearly.

Even, she is talking about the third thing.

The heart is coming, and it will come soon.

This kind of feeling is simply unfamiliar to him.

It’s a weird and painful battle than any sinister battle.

His current state will not endure these.

But when I saw the little fox tearful, I wanted to take out my crystal-cleared fox Nei Dan and heal him.

His dark, twisted heart.

But it was wrapped up by her heart.

Those cold darkness, the thorns stuck in his heart, lost a few.

The blush in Wen Jinqian’s eyes is a little thin, but still beautiful and evil.

He whispered and said: "No, I don't hurt, I won't touch my own Nedan in the future."

This is the origin of the little fox.

If she didn't, she wouldn't even have a life.

With such a thought, Wen Jinqian also felt that his chest was stuffy.

Bai Weiwei's shallow eyelids reflected his face in a clear reflection. She reached over his cuffs and suddenly looked up and gently... licked his wound.

Wen Jinqian’s body suddenly became stiff and his eyes narrowed.

The little fox squinted his head and said innocently: "Our fox's saliva can heal, although it can only treat small wounds."

After that, she put his hands on his shoulders.

He gently rubbed his wound that was still bleeding.

If it is not treated, then the wound of the lightning strike will always be like this.

It will not heal itself.

After all, it is the power of heaven.

Wen Jinqian didn't say anything, didn't stop it, but faintly coveted, and there was a little more oppressive blur in his eyes.

The girl glared at his neck, and the silver curls fell on Wen Zhongqian.

His hand slowly fell on her back.

The beautiful fingertips, gently holding her hair, does not hurt but is a restrained posture.

The wound healed slowly.

The little fox squinted and she looked up and smiled.

"The teacher respects you, the wound begins to heal."

Wen Jinqian stared at her pure eyes, breathing a few points, and her voice was slightly trembled.

“Is it? It may be that your saliva does have a healing effect.”

Bai Weiwei was happy with him and said with a smile: "It's good to be useful."

She finished, hugged him again, against his neck, and gradually down.

Silver fluffy hair, messy on the teenager.

The aroma of lotus is more intense.

Wen Jinqian's eyes were dark and deep, clutching her silky fingers, and slowly slid upwards, eventually passing her down.

Can't help but hold her back neck.

(End of this chapter)