The power of the explosion was not small, and the shattered tripod pieces were large and small.
It is especially difficult to clean up the finely broken tripod pieces.
After finally taking off Feng Xin's outer robe, he remained silent, but his forehead was covered with sweat.
Looking at Feng Xin's bruised back, Ye Lingyue's nose was sore, and she reproached pretendingly angrily.
"The next time you encounter something like this, don't stand in front of me."
Ye Lingyue regretted it very much. She should have told Feng Xin earlier that she was Hongmengtian, and she had a dry tripod to protect her body. Even in the face of an explosion, she could retreat completely.
She didn't need it, nor was she willing to let him use his flesh and blood to block it for her.
After finishing speaking, Ye Lingyue bit her tongue, what is next time.
This time, it was enough, how could there be a next time.
Seeing that Ye Lingyue was annoyed and distressed at the same time, looking like she wanted to bite off her tongue, a grin broke out on Feng Xin's handsome face.
There was a hint of color on her fair face.
"If there is a next time, I will stand in front of you. There shouldn't be even half a scar on your body, that would be ugly."
After he finished speaking, his slender fingers brushed across Ye Lingyue's cheeks.
The girl's face was flushed because of nervousness, and there was a little red in the powder, which felt quite good, and he couldn't bear to withdraw his hand for a moment.
He stared at Ye Lingyue, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.
Ye Lingyue's skin is very good, as smooth as a piece of white jade, he is really reluctant to leave any scars on it.
He wished he could block all those bloody and violent things for her.
Ye Lingyue's face was hot when Feng Xin saw it, she slapped his hands away embarrassedly, and jumped to her feet.
"It grows on me. It's up to you whether it looks good or not. Don't move around. I'll fetch water and wash it for you first."
As she said that, she covered her face and ran away like a rabbit.
Seeing her appearance as a little girl, Feng Xin has long forgotten the pain caused by the wound.
The man's cheerful laughter echoed in the room.
When the woman's figure completely disappeared, Feng Xin stretched her muscles and bones, her eyes dimmed, and the amber eyes shone brightly in the dark night, like a wild leopard king.
With both hands bent, the graceful muscles on his body were tensed, and his broad back was arched into a semi-arched shape.
The Yuan force in the body was transported into a small Zhou Tian.
There were only a few "Pu Pu" sounds, and the fragments that pierced Feng Xin's back, under the action of the thick vitality in his body, shot out like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and fell to the ground accompanied by a large amount of blood.
This kind of injury may seem serious to Ye Lingyue, but to Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong who started licking blood on the tip of a knife when he was more than ten years old, it is just a drizzle.
The reason why he didn't do it early just now was because he wanted to see how his little woman was lovingly caring and supporting her.
However, when he saw Ye Lingyue's red eyes and distressed eyes, he felt distressed.
Ye Lingyue ordered the waiter in the store to prepare hot water, and when she came back, it was already a quarter of an hour later.
Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya haven't come back yet, but the City Lord's Mansion sent someone to spread the word that Long Baobao has won the first forging victory in the world, and he was also accepted as a closed disciple by the Sifang City Lord.
Long Sixuan is dead, and Patriarch Long and Baobao's vengeance has been avenged. Tomorrow morning, City Lord Sifang will hold a grand apprenticeship ceremony at the City Lord's Mansion.
Tonight, the Sifang City Lord and a group of guests will hold a banquet at the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Lingyue declined the invitation because of Feng Xin's injury, but she promised that she would go to watch the ceremony tomorrow morning when Feng Xin's injury is better.
After seeing off the people from the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Lingyue carried hot water, and as soon as she entered the house, she saw Feng Xin trying to sprinkle medicine on her back.
"Who allowed you to move around, didn't you say let me do it. Where are the fragments behind you?"
Ye Lingyue hurried forward and snatched the healing medicine from Feng Xin's hand.
Looking at Feng Xin's back, the fragments of the tripod pieces from earlier were all gone, she couldn't help being shocked.
"I cleaned it up myself. Actually, it's not much. It's just that the skin is festered, which looks a little scary. Let me, don't get your hands dirty." Feng Xin looked calm and wanted to apply the medicine herself, but Ye Lingyue Slapped it off.
"It's not the first time to help you see a doctor and heal your wounds, and I'm afraid it won't work if your hands are dirty." Ye Lingyue was suspicious, and checked Feng Xin's wounds again. I don't know how she did it, but there were really no fragments. .
But there was more blood, and it looked like he had lost at least one-third of his blood.
Ye Lingyue didn't dare to neglect, and scrubbed Feng Xin's body.
But it was okay to wipe the wound, but when it touched Feng Xin's chest, her face turned red and her head lowered lower and lower.
Why didn't she realize before that Feng Xin's skin is so good and her figure is so predictable.
Also, his body shape and Wu Zhong seem to be somewhat different.
Ye Lingyue rubbed, muttering in her heart.
But she didn't know that she was so close to Feng Xin, and slowly lowered her head to wipe it. Feng Xin bent down to look down, and happened to see her fair neck exposed when she lowered her head, and her long hair as smooth as black silk. brushed his chest.
Following her smooth little hands, he felt his body heat up little by little.
"If you continue to wipe like this, I'm afraid my injury will be alright, but I will get sick from the cold." Feng Xin said hoarsely, staring at the tortured little woman with her head buried in front of him.
Ye Lingyue was startled, and raised her head suddenly, just bumping into Feng Xin's chin.
She let out a cry of pain, and reached out to touch her forehead, but she didn't know that she touched a place that shouldn't be touched.
Taking a closer look, she just happened to touch Feng Xin's right chest. The worst thing was, she could clearly see that there was a change with her touch.
She forgot the pain on her forehead, raised her head cautiously, and met Feng Xin's eyes.
There was a scorching light in his eyes, and the next moment, Ye Lingyue exclaimed, her hand was pulled hard, and she fell into the embrace of the man.
The cold, masculine breath rushes towards the face.
The lips were grabbed hard, almost a predatory deep kiss, she wanted to protest, but found that her wrist was restrained.
Under the bright light, the figures of the two intertwined.
Ye Lingyue muttered, her voice was swallowed.
Until the man let go of his lips, but still refused to let go, half hugging and half hugging her, imprisoning her in his arms.
Ye Lingyue's hair was disheveled, her lips were swollen and shone with a bright luster.
"It's all your fault, the wound is open again." Ye Lingyue pushed Feng Xin, but she didn't realize how seductive her voice sounded with the laziness after making out.
Feng Xin's appearance just now reminded Ye Lingyue of the kiss in the cave when she and Wu Zhong met for the first time.
She couldn't tell what it was like, she just felt sweet in her heart.
Feng Xin laughed lowly twice, then obediently let go of her hand, and asked Ye Lingyue to stop the bleeding for him.
On the way to stop the bleeding, he suddenly said.
"Ling Yue, let's get married after we go back."