Chapter 920

Yang Mingxian's jade hand is just like a green onion. Her posture is so beautiful. When the silver needle comes to Ye Feng's upper body again, a trace of black blood will seep from the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

"Can you hold back?"

Yang Mingxian's bright eyes fell on Ye Feng and asked. Looking at the perfect muscle lines of Ye Feng, the girl could not help but produce a little wave in her heart.

"Yes."

Ye Feng nods to Yang Mingxian and looks at the serious and beautiful face. Ye Feng is very happy.

Yang Mingxian stopped talking. Next, she put six silver needles into different acupoints on Ye Feng's upper body.

Each acupoint can let Ye Feng feel that strong stimulation, and let the congestion in his body constantly gush out from his mouth.

Although, some pain, but after the congestion outflow, he felt very happy.

"The last needle, it may hurt a little. You have to hold back

Yang Mingxian pinches the last silver needle on her fingertip. Then, without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, her silver needle falls on the last acupoint.

The sharp pain in his body was just a sharp pain at the bottom of his body.

In a short moment, he could not bear it. He sat up directly, probably because he was too fast.

So that Yang Mingxian can not dodge, Ye Feng that broad chest, directly with Yang Mingxian Jiao body together.

This let Yang Mingxian's mouth issued a cry, almost did not fall to the ground, a pair of big hands will help her delicate body, the palm of the heart came to bursts of warm meaning.

Yang Mingxian's face was tightly attached to Ye Feng's chest. The warmth came and the sound of his heart beat.

"Ming'er, are you ok?"

Ye Feng's voice came over, which made Yang Mingxian feel something wrong. Her pretty face turned red. She quickly got up from the bed, and her face was full of panic.

"You can collect those silver needles later, and I'll go first."

After leaving this voice, Yang Mingxian left the room quickly.

Ye Feng was stunned. Then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Yang Mingxian left, but the elegant fragrance of her body went and stayed. It was introduced into Ye Feng's nose, which made Ye Feng more intoxicated.

This night, Ye Feng alone in the room, Yang Mingxian did not come again. It was not until the morning of the second day that Yang Mingxian appeared in the room again.

This time, she made up a brand-new potion. After taking it for Ye Feng, she left in a hurry.

It seems that there was some embarrassing experience last night. When Yang Mingxian was treating Ye Feng's injury, he spoke less, and his eyes were somewhat evasive, and his look was not as natural as before.

After taking the medicine for Ye Feng, Yang Mingxian left the room in a hurry. It was another day that she was not seen. It was only in the evening that Yang Mingxian returned again.

It's still the simple appearance of the wind and dust. This time, in Yang Mingxian's hands, there is a spirit fruit, which still has a strong effect.

Ye Feng took the fruit, and the powerful medicine immediately filled every position of his body, nourishing his body. With Yang Mingxian's silver needle therapy, Ye Feng's injury recovered quickly.

In the process of healing, when Yang Mingxian stretched out her left hand, her beautiful face could not help but appear a look of pain.

This makes Ye Feng feel a little strange, and directly opens his mouth to Yang Mingxian and asks, "ming'er, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing. It's just that I suffered some minor injuries while picking the fruit. It's no big problem."

Yang Mingxian shakes her head and really wants to continue to heal Ye Feng.

But at this time, Ye Feng's big hand actually grasped her bright and clean arm like jade. Yang Mingxian struggled slightly. Where could her strength be as big as Ye Feng.

Ye Feng doesn't care at all. He talks about Yang Mingxian's gauze covering his arm. A long bloodstain appears in Ye Feng's sight, making Ye Feng's brow slightly wrinkled.

"Minger, you are hurt. Tell me, where have you been all day?"

Ye Feng asked Yang Mingxian. With his eyesight, he could see that the wound was a kind of monster scratching.

"It's nothing. It's just that your injury needs this kind of spiritual fruit, so I'll go and pick it."

Yang Mingxian doesn't care and shakes his head.

"Silly girl, this spirit fruit certainly has its guardian monster? You should have been hurt by your monster fighting. "

Ye Feng said that there was a little warmth in his heart. He and Yang Mingxian met by chance. The other party not only saved his life, but also took the risk to pick this kind of spiritual fruit to heal his wound. He did not know how to make this kind of fairy girl treat him like this.

"It's just some minor injuries. It's OK. You can have a good rest."

Yang Mingxian said to Ye Feng, her eyes were still some, and soon left the room.After Yang Mingxian's careful care in the past two days, Ye Feng's injuries have recovered a lot. Now, he has been able to meditate and heal himself.

In order not to let ming'er continue to work hard for him, Ye Feng began to heal himself. He did not sleep all night. He released his blue rank immortal bird warspirit to cooperate with the twelve classics of life and death. It made his body recover quickly.

For several days in a row, Yang Mingxian treated Ye Feng's injury last night, and hardly appeared in Ye Feng's sight during the whole day.

Make Ye Feng's injury recover steadily. At night, Ye Feng will use his blue rank immortal bird fighting spirit and twelve Pinpin life and death classics to heal his wounds.

In the morning of this day, a ray of sunshine poured down the window of the bamboo house on the ground. Ye Feng still sat with his knees crossed. His eyes opened and he slowly stopped his work.

One night's healing is of great significance to him. With ming'er's medical treatment, his whole body's injury has recovered to 60%.

"Ming'er should be coming soon?"

Ye Feng gets up from the bed and feels that the heavy feeling on his body has disappeared a lot. At this time of every day, ming'er will heal him on time.

Today, the tea has not arrived, Ye Feng's heart has faintly some expectation.

After some time, Ye Feng is alone in the room, still can't see Minger's figure, which makes Ye Feng feel something wrong. At this time of day, Minger should have appeared.

Ye Feng felt a sense of foreboding in his heart. He stepped out of the room and saw the lush valley, the stream passing by, the sound of bamboo wind, and the whole scene of paradise.

Only this kind of scenery deeply attracted Ye Feng, because he felt a little relaxed and happy in his heart.

In fact, in Zijin Mountain, there should be a lot of places like this in front of us. However, those areas will not have the fresh and quiet like here.

Ye Feng looks around, still can't see the figure of Minger. He is walking in the corridor of the bamboo house. He finds that the bamboo house also has a small room.

The door of this room is closed, Ye Feng's divine sense is released, and instantly found that there is a beautiful shadow in the room.

"Minger, are you in it?"

Ye Feng asked tentatively.

"How did you come out? Your injury hasn't recovered completely. Go back to have a rest and I'll heal you later."

Yang Mingxian's voice came from the room. The voice was still soft, but in Ye Feng's ear, he stayed a little weak and faintly mixed with some pain.

This can't help but let Ye Feng frown slightly, in the heart that an ominous premonition is more rich, don't continue to ask: "Minger, what are you doing, are you hiding something from me?"

"I'm fine. I'll go back soon."

Yang Mingxian's voice came from the room again. It seemed that the feeling of weakness was stronger.

After listening to this voice, Ye Feng has a feeling that Minger has something to hide from him, and no longer cares about politeness.

Ye Feng pushes open the door of Yang Mingxian's room. At a glance, Yang Mingxian curls up on a bed and looks pale.

Her body was constantly shaking, looking extremely painful. There was a purple black gas flowing around her, as if it was poisonous.

The whole room was occupied by that breath. Ye Feng felt his body wrapped by the breath when he entered it. There were bursts of poisonous gas trying to invade Ye Feng's body.

"Minger, what's the matter with you? Why is it like this?"

Ye Feng did not care about the invasion of the poisonous gas. He quickly came to the bed and raised Yang Mingxian's delicate body. He asked with concern.

"I'm all right. Go away. It'll be OK in a moment. I'll heal for you."

Yang Mingxian's pale face squeezed out a smile and said to Ye Feng. Her body often fights more fiercely, obviously very uncomfortable.

"It's OK. You must be in pain now. Tell me, why are you so?"

Ye Feng frowned and asked.

"It's an old problem. It's over with patience."

Yang Mingxian said, that pair of green onion like jade hands firmly hold Ye Feng's ribs, very hard. Obviously, you can imagine how the girl is suffering at the moment.

Jiao's body trembled even more severely. Her face was very pale. There was no blood on her lips. On her body, in addition to the black breath, she gave birth to a trace of cold air, which seemed extremely cold.

"It's so cold..."

Yang Mingxian's body trembled, and she couldn't help making such a sound.

Looking at the beautiful girl who was tortured by the pain in front of her eyes, Ye Feng is not allowed to be in his heart, and he hugs the soft and delicate body tightly in his arms.

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