"Can it be done?" Why can't she eat hot tofu in a hurry? She... doesn't have much time, and doesn't have much time to waste.

"Huh?" He raised his voice slightly, resting his elbows on his feet and supporting his chin on his wrists, smiling innocently, as if he didn't understand Yi Xiaorou's words.

Yi Xiaorou paused and her eyes dimmed, "I am indeed impatient, but no one wants to be incompetent forever."

She naturally knew what Nalan Mufeng's expression meant, but her tone was not very kind and he felt unhappy. She was just a heretic, so why could she yell at him? What he wanted was for him to be submissive.

?

As the saying goes, you can't help yourself if you rely on others, but now I find that this is really a famous saying.

"Hahaha..." He smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and touched Yi Xiaorou's head, "This is how you behave. Pets who like to get angry at their masters and get carried away will not live long."

Master...pet...

She turned her head slightly to avoid Nalan Mufeng's claws, and there were faintly raised veins between the broken hair on her forehead.

She hates those two words! But she has to accept it. This is her own choice, and she will bear the consequences.

Nalan Mufeng, who was stroking her hand but lost it, didn't seem to care much, but the hand on her head changed its angle slightly, and the palm of her hand was directly facing the top of Yi Xiaorou's head. There were several

Centimeter apart, press down slightly, directly against the cold hair and head as cold as a skull.

Yi Xiaorou was stunned. Before she could react, she felt that her whole body was imprisoned and unable to move.

The palm pressed on the head spreads a blush along the five fingers, like light and mist, hazy and misty, and surrounds Yi Xiaorou's whole person at a terrifying speed. As time goes by, the blush gradually weakens, but,

As it weakened, Nalan Mufeng's force became stronger. Only when the blush in front of his eyes was a little darker than before, turning into a deep red like blood, did he retract his hand.

Yi Xiaorou, on the other hand, was already unconscious in that ball of red light. She was like a baby, wrapped in it.

After Nalan Mufeng retracted his hand, he stepped back a few steps, and then struck Yi Xiaorou, who was wrapped in red light, with one palm. The black light erupted from the palm of his hand directly faced him with the attitude of a king who looked down on the world and despised the common people.

Yi Xiaorou's calf-shaped red light was as black as ink and as red as fire. The two forces collided, and the majestic airflow produced spread out in all directions, raising dust all over the ground.

.

And he also put up a temporary protective shield and stood quietly aside to be his handsome man.

The wind passed by, and when the fog dissipated, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear, but it was a mess, and Yi Xiaorou was lying under the mess.

He walked over and picked up the woman who had a gloomy face with blood on her face and was probably worse off than dead, but she was just frowning.

Although the curse does not cause any harm to the person being cast, that is only on the premise that the curse is not broken. Unless the caster breaks it himself, to break the curse is to experience nirvana like a phoenix.

The pain, regardless of the huge risk, if you are lucky enough to break it, you will be half-injured, but you can at least achieve the purpose of breaking the curse. If you are not lucky, you will die, and the death will be ugly.

That’s it.

Nalan Mufeng stood up holding her in his arms, but felt something cold on his chest. He lowered his head to check, and found out that it was Yi Xiaorou. She was using her hands with blood on her face, but not even a trace of blood on her hands.

She held onto his collar tightly, probably because she was particularly interested in it, so she used a lot of force to pull it open, revealing a large area of ​​skin as white as jade.

"Cultivation...refinement..." She stared at Nalan Mufeng with her big eyes open, and her voice was low, as if she had used a lot of strength.

Nalan Mufeng glanced at her, "I hate it when people grab my chest and hold on to it. Although my clothes are black, they are stained by you..."

"I wash..." She was silent for a while and then replied.

"Um."

"I...xiu..." She kept her thoughts in mind.

"Stupid!" Nalan Mufeng glanced sideways at Yi Xiaorou. He couldn't understand Yi Xiaorou's eagerness to practice. For him, practicing was just an ordinary thing like eating. Why was he so urgent?

.

However, maybe Yi Xiaorou's stubborn eyes were too annoying. Nalan Mufeng turned his head away, not looking at Yi Xiaorou's expression as if his eyes were burning. After a pause, he slowly said, "I'm looking at you."

It’s enough to rest for so many days. If you sleep any more, you will turn into a pig, a heretic pig... I don’t like to raise you.”

After saying that, he put Yi Xiaorou on the ground, flipped through it and found a small bottle made of jade. He unscrewed the stopper and poured something the size of a fingernail from it into the palm of his hand, and then broke it directly into Yi Xiao's hand.

The soft mouth fed it in.

This is a pill. Although it is a three-part poison, Yi Xiaorou wants it for herself and it has nothing to do with him. Besides, it doesn't matter if you take one or two pills occasionally.

The medicine melts as soon as it enters the mouth. As it enters the throat after swallowing, a refreshing aroma fills the nose and throat without much discomfort. It can be felt that it is a very high-quality medicine.
Chapter completed!