The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Although it didn't feel good, Lin Shu still decided to observe again and decide whether to resist according to the observation results.

The result of observation is that Ling Fengxiao's movement is very light, not very firm, or more like an unconscious movement.

Lin Shu let him go, and then was kissed so that his brain was hypoxic, and he was drowsy. For a moment, he forgot to continue to assess the situation.

With this negligence, the clothes on the shoulders were pulled down.

Ling Fengxiao stared intently for a while, her gaze a little dull.

Immediately, Lin Shu felt that this person might be a bit abnormal.

After a while, I heard Ling Fengxiao say: "I lost weight."

Apparently, someone was upset that his hamster's fur wasn't as glossy as it used to be.

There is no such thing as food and drink on the Jiange, a grain of Bigu Pill, so as not to touch the fireworks of the world, at most drink some snow lotus ice dew.

But Bigu Dan can meet the needs of the body, so Lin Shu thought to himself that he is still in a normal physique and has not lost weight obviously.

Even because of practicing swords every day, he gradually became less weak and prone to illness, and grew some thin muscles that were not obvious.

For example, three years ago, the skin of this body was soft and thin, and a pinch would leave long marks.

Now pinch it again, it is obviously a little elastic, and it is not so red.

Lin Shu thought, after all, boys and girls are somewhat different, Ling Fengxiao probably doesn't like it very much.

But seeing Ling Fengxiao's more perverted eyes, he dismissed the idea.

At this time, Ling Fengxiao was again wearing the shell of the most beautiful woman in the world, with gorgeous colors splashing the sky, and a sense of oppression.

Lin Shu felt that he was a bit overwhelmed, so he closed his eyes.

Ling Fengxiao slowly leaned on his shoulder, fumbled in the silk quilt, and took his hand: "Baby."

Lin Shu: "Huh?"

Ling Fengxiao's voice was a little rough and low, and said, "I'm in pain."

Lin Shu sent his true energy into his meridians, and as expected, he found that it was Phoenix blood again.

He then sent his spiritual power to Ling Fengxiao's whole body, and it circulated slowly, continuously suppressing the Lihuo Qi of Phoenix Blood.

Ling Fengxiao was still a little aggrieved and said, "I'm in pain."

Lin Shu felt that he should not be in pain anymore, and asked, "Still in pain?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "Now it's a bone pain."

Lin Shu gathered his true energy, and for a while, it was no good to send it off, or not to send it off.

If you don’t infuse him with true qi, the Phoenix’s blood will reappear, corroding the meridians. If you infuse true qi, Ling Fengxiao’s bones are afraid of the cold because of the "Xuan Jue Bone Transformation Art", and the true qi of Jiange is exactly the extreme cold It will cause bone pain again.

Ling Fengxiao said, "I want...to take medicine."

Lin Shu: "What medicine?"

Ling Fengxiao said, "Huanrong Pill is the antidote."

Then said: "Let Xiao Shao play with you."

Lin Shu thought about it, if Ling Fengxiao changed back to Xiao Shao's shell, she wouldn't need to use the "Xuanjue Bone Transformation Art", and naturally she wouldn't be hurt by Jiange Zhenqi.

He allowed it.

He regretted it.

When waking up in the morning, Lin Shu looked at the glazed roof of the palace, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Xiao Shao wrapped him in the quilt, called "baby" several times, and asked him how warm he was, without any signs of weakness like last night.

Lin Shu got up slowly, and was squeezed by this person again.

Lin Shu probed his meridians and found that the Phoenix blood had subsided a lot.

This phoenix blood is so unpredictable.

Washing with spiritual power over and over again can only be suspended and has no effect, but after double cultivation, I acted as a cauldron for Xiao Shao, and immediately subsided for a long time.

He continued to be hugged by Xiao Shao from behind for a while with a blank face, and felt that he was not very empty, so he got dressed thoroughly, put on his sword, and waited for Ling Fengxiao to put on makeup.

Put on makeup and go out.

Ling Fengxiao had to greet her mother first, then get rid of her younger brother's clumsy entanglement, and then bid farewell to her father, before she could go out.

Lin Shu followed, and thus met the emperor of Nanxia.

The emperor's bedroom was heavily guarded, and the black-clothed Tulongwei guarded the old emperor who had been unconscious for a long time.

The smell of medicine is so strong that it almost solidifies.

Standing by the bedside, Ling Fengxiao first summed up the battle last night, and then explained her whereabouts. My son is going to the northern border, and he may not be able to serve his father for several years. Please forgive me.

The emperor was still unconscious.

When leaving, Lin Shu glanced back at the hall for no reason.

Behind the screen, shadowy, a graceful silhouette is the queen.

She lowered her head and caressed a carved incense burner, and the cigarette smoke curled up.

When walking out of the main hall, Ling Fengxiao said: "When I was young, I didn't see my father very often. I only lived in the palace for a while when I grew up. He treated me very well."

These words came abruptly and ended abruptly, a sentence without beginning or end.

Lin Shu thought, perhaps Ling Fengxiao hoped that her father would get better.However, Nanxia poured the power of the whole country, but was unable to restore the emperor's condition.

Suddenly, he was in a trance, thinking of the smell of medicine in the palace so strong that no one could smell it, and the cigarettes curling up from the stove under the Queen's hand.

There was no words all the way, half an hour later, Ling Fengxiao led 5000 soldiers and horses, and headed north.

Guozi, Yingying, Lingsu and Qinglu followed.

As soon as Xiao Wuque saw Lingsu, who was as cold as ice and had a beautiful face, he immediately went to show courteousness. There was a "sister" on the left and a "fairy" on the right. He didn't care that he was a beautiful young girl in fluttering white clothes, slender waist, and beautiful eyes. .

Qing Lu played with Yingying, and they got along very well.

When we arrived at the boundary of Liangzhou, Ling Fengxiao said, let me show you something.

So he left the army and rode away to the foot of a high mountain.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, Lin Shu still thought of an ancient poem.

Nine Heavens closed the palace.

But seeing the magnificent palace, stretching endlessly, with flying eaves and painted buildings, the momentum is extraordinary.

The palace is dominated by two colors of ink and vermilion, and its power is heavy.

A piece of the mountain was flattened, and four characters were written on it with a large vermilion brush.

Phoenix Villa.

Iron painted silver hook, murderous!

He and Ling Fengxiao rode together, rode up, and went straight into the main hall.

Then he got off the horse, was led by Ling Fengxiao, circled around the palace complex, and finally pushed open a sandalwood door with phoenix pattern.

Ling Fengxiao said: "Here we are."

Red.

Red, and gold.

Carved beams, jade pillars, peonies, phoenixes.

Roll up a layer of bead curtains, and you can see the whole picture of the room.

Lin Shu looked at the big gilt bed in the center of the room, with several layers of soft red curtains hanging from it.

Ling Fengxiao said: "A few years ago, the villa prepared a wedding room for you and me."

Lin Shu looked at the candlestick by the bed.

There is an unburned red candle on it.

He looked at the furnishings in the room again, and felt vaguely familiar.

He thought about the meaning of that mirror, wouldn't it mean that he was going to die on Xiao Shao's bed?

He felt that Xiao Shao wasn't that perverted yet.

Even if it reaches that point, it's not right. He can't think of what kind of situation Xiao Shao would stab him in the heart.

Xiao Shao is a good person after all.

Just as I was thinking, I heard a knock at the door,

Ling Fengxiao closed the door.

Another sound.

— and bolted the door.

Lin Shu: "..."