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Thirty-seventh Painful Torment

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Xiao Jin's "flower" doesn't understand the principle of "medicine". After hearing Wushuang say that this is the precious grass that is cherished, I wanted to pick it all, but Wushuang stopped him. Wushuang said that only one is enough. In the future, when Lao Pu is old, you remember this position. Then pick one every five years and stew it for him to nourish his body. The fastest update visit:.

"Give me a few more. You are weak now, so please help me."

Wushuang said: "Don't mention a few more, even if I cook two for me, I can't stand its hot and dry air. The old grass is the best treasure of "medicine" to replenish men's yang energy. If I really 'get' medicinal' too much, I guess I'll throw you down when you get close to me."

The brother and sister returned home happily. Lao Pu had already prepared the other ingredients needed by Wushuang. He used these rare ingredients to make a large pot of soup according to Wushuang's instructions. To be honest, it was not very good to smell when the smells of several ingredients were mixed together. Any of these ingredients used as dietary ingredients or main ingredients were probably rare delicacies in the world, but they threw all these games into the pot and cooked. The smell of the cooking was no longer 40% 60. It was said to be "meat" and a bit earthy. It was said to be vegetarian, but it was too greasy. In short, even Wushuang pinched his nose.

"Brother, can you drink it? Where did your prescription come from? Is it reliable?" Xiao Jin'hua' asked in doubt.

Wushuang grinned and wanted to cry but couldn't cry. There was no way. This was the recipe he prescribed for himself. It was better to be a useless person when he pinched his nose and drank it than to be a useless person now. He swallowed a few mouthfuls and looked at Lao Pu and Jin'hua, gritted his teeth and poured it in.

Although he drank it all the time, he didn't dare to taste what it tasted carefully. He did waste these delicious foods on earth.

Wushuang didn't know where the strange prescription he recalled in his mind came from, but after drinking the bowl of soup, his body immediately reacted. He felt like his qi and blood were all over his body, and his whole body was extremely hot, and sweat beads kept flowing down his brain.

"Brother, why are your face so red? You won't be poisoned, right?" Xiao Jin'hua quickly took a wet towel to Wushuang to wipe his face.

"Jin Hua, go out, Lao Pu, you go out too! Let me wait a moment, don't call me tonight!" Wushuang's five internal organs are digesting. This is a process of replenishing yang energy, and it is also the most painful process in the human body that cannot bear its pain. No one can help him. Jin Hua's stay can only make her worry while watching her work.

"Oh... are you really okay?" Jin 'hua' couldn't bear to leave Wushuang alone, for fear that the big white Mangxian would attack again in a while.

"Go away, go away."

Lao Pu was tactful and knew that the future "female" son-in-law was not an ordinary person. The prescription he prescribed would never be wrong. He sighed and pushed the "door" out.

Just as Jin'hua' was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Wushuang. "By the way, find a small toad toad to find a small water tank, put a little water inside and do not over its head, and seal it."

Jin'hua turned around and responded to him, it didn't matter this time, and made a big blushing face for this ignorant young girl who was about to bloom. After a while, Wushuang was naked. His skin was red all over his body, and heat began to flow out from his orifices.

"I know... I know..." The little girl ran away.

Wushuang rolled on the bed crying. This time the pain he suffered was thousands of times stronger than the suffering he had endured in his lifetime. He knew that no one could help him, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it. The blood in his body was like this, and his body temperature was rising sharply, which was beyond the limit that humans could bear. The burning mouth was dry and the mouth was dry. It was useless to drink several liters of water in big mouthfuls.

He rolled on the kang in pain, as if he was subjected to cruel torture. He danced and kept scratching the quilt with his fingernails. Under endless pain, he did not dare to shout. He covered his mouth tightly with one hand and bit his lips. His mind was blank, and only an erupting volcano was raging his body.

"Zhizhi...Zhizhi..." Xiaobai was frightened. Seeing his master in such pain, he didn't know how he could help him.

It obediently wanted to use its little paws to wipe away the hot sweat from the head of the master, but as soon as it stretched out its paws and touched Wushuang's forehead, it immediately shrank back. It was so hot. Now, a "chicken" egg spread on any skin on Wushuang's body may be cooked after five minutes.

"Xiaobai... don't get close to me... I'll 'stand' for a while... it'll pass!" Wushuang fell from the kang and fell heavily to the ground. The decorations in the house were scattered and jingled, and the high temperature in his body ravaged his "meat" body and soul.

Outside the house, Lao Pu and Jin'hua didn't walk far away, standing in the yard listening and praying for him.

"Dad! Come and think of a solution? Will my brother die?" If it weren't for Lao Pu's pulling him, Jin's "Hua" would have broken the door and hugged his sweetheart in her arms. She wished she could bear this pain for him.

"Don't go to the 'girl', he's the only one who takes it himself. No one can help him. I believe your brother, he is not an ordinary person, he can get over it." After saying that, Lao Pu turned around and returned to the house.

Xiao Jin'hua was still sitting in the yard protecting him. She knew that her brother was not an ordinary person and had to bear more than their mortals in her life. If she could, she was willing to share everything for him, pain, happiness, sadness, anger...

Don’t think that the young Jin Hua... Oh no, you should call her Park Mi-hye. Don’t think that the young Mi-hye is just now being blinded by the confused love. She did it. Eight years later, it was this thin girl who blocked her beloved man with her flesh and blood, and exchanged her life for an unparalleled opportunity to live.

"Ah!!!!!! Um!!!!" Even the man who was so fierce that he could not bear such a hot torture, and finally yelled out. Jin'hua clenched her fists and walked around the yard for several times, but finally she resisted not entering the house.

Wushuang's body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of raging flames. Under the high temperature, a layer of dead skin on the surface of his skin was gradually burned and cracked. This was like the process of turning into a cocoon into a butterfly. The dead skin became more and more dry and hard, and finally cracked, revealing whiter and tender skin below.

He rolled and tormented, and finally died of exhaustion. This sleep he slept very heavily, very down-to-earth and comfortable, and everything in his dream was so beautiful. He played with the young girl who looked like a little golden flower, as if he had returned to his childhood. A kind old man hugged him, telling him a legendary story of childhood while coaxing him to sleep. That was Mr. Dong... A woman wearing a Republican style cheongsam held Xiao Wushuang in a hand and smiled at him lovingly, but for some reason, Wushuang could not see what she looked like...
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