The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

At this time in the night sky, the moon hanging high is rounder than the full moon on the 15th day of the lunar month, and seems to be illuminating the earth.

Oops, it's fifteen already?

It has only been two days since she came here, and she has been busy with various things. She completely forgot that today is the day of the full moon. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her chest began to feel uncomfortable.

No, we must go to Hanchi.

However, when she thought of the man last night, Feng Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment.

"He'er..."

She called out.

The crane flew in immediately.

"Hanchi!"

This immortal crane has been practicing for more than a thousand years. Although he cannot speak, he can always understand Feng Qingcheng's words.

And it also knows that today is the weakest day of every month for Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng's body in this life is even weaker. If she doesn't take good care of herself, she will probably have a hard time.

The crane carried Qingcheng and flew quickly towards the cold pool.

When they arrived at the cold pool, Ning Qingcheng had already fainted.

The cranes let out mournful cries one after another.

However, Feng Qingcheng still did not respond.

The crane stretched out its claws to grab Feng Qingcheng's body.

"Ow..."

It kept wailing.

At this time, the man in white from yesterday arrived riding a dragon. It was a dragon with golden scales all over its body. When the golden dragon was flying, it would continuously spit fire, a fire-breathing dragon.

This fire-breathing dragon has a history of three thousand years, right?

The man in white landed gracefully beside Feng Qingcheng.

The crane also silently retreated to the side. There seemed to be some awe in its eyes, but Feng Qingcheng did not see any of it.

"He'er, thank you for your hard work! Okay, go and have a rest! I'm here!"

The man in white said calmly.

The crane seemed to nod and then left.

I saw Feng Qingcheng lying on the bluestone slab.

The man who looked like a banished immortal sighed.

"Little guy, you can still be so careless!"

He took her into his arms.

A large hand circled her waist, leaned over, and pecked her gently on the lips.

Then, he untied the white belt around her waist with his right hand, and the clothes immediately fell apart. He quickly took off her white clothes, and finally, only a light green bellyband was left, tightly wrapping her well-developed chest.

The eyes of the man in white gradually became hotter.

However, he restrained himself.

He carried her into the cold pool and made her sit cross-legged.

Curls of white smoke surrounded them.

The next moment, the man in white sat cross-legged behind her and moved his palms. There seemed to be a ball of silver-white flame in his palms, and there seemed to be a silver-white halo around the two of them.

There was a "pop" sound.

His palms pressed tightly against her back.

A soft touch came.

If it wasn't at such a critical moment, he would really press the little guy under him.

At this moment, he had to concentrate on transmitting spiritual power to her.

His movements were so skillful, as if he had done this thousands of times.

Gradually, Feng Qingcheng's complexion looked better.

The cold pool is the best place to help her body recover.

At this moment, the man in white was transmitting spiritual power to her, and she gradually woke up.

"focus!"

The man in white ordered coldly.

Feng Qingcheng knew that it was the man from last night, and she also knew what he was doing. The only thing she didn't know was why he did it. She really didn't know.

Finally, the man in white stopped.

The silver-white flame in the palm of his hand also disappeared in an instant, and Feng Qingcheng fell powerlessly on him.

Warm touch.

It makes people feel distraught.

"Don't think too much!"

Feng Qingcheng ordered coldly.

The man in white listened without paying any attention, but his burning eyes stared at her chest for a long time.