Then, he reached out and untied the bow on his waist. When Beiming Yexuan saw that the Jiang Yao Shen was still inside and Feng Yunmo was about to undress, he immediately became furious and emotionally held Feng Yunmo's hands untying his clothes.

, said: "Just wait, there's no rush to take it off after the old man leaves."

"Who is the old man?" Just as Jiang Yaishen put down the basket, he heard someone calling him "old man". He walked out from behind the screen, holding an empty basket in one hand, and said: "To soak the potion, you need to soak it with the yin body.

, otherwise, it will have no effect.”

"The ultimate Yin body?" Feng Yunmo gritted her teeth and spit out four words. She turned back and stared at Beiming Yexuan. She said why he was so abnormal tonight. It turned out to be like this: "Use me."

Beiming Yexuan immediately raised his hands and swore to the sky: "Absolutely not."

"If you are a cultivator who uses the Zhiyin body to practice, then this potion will bring great benefits to people with the Zhiyin body." When Jiang Yao Shen saw the two people talking to each other, he was afraid that there would be a misunderstanding.

Explain on the side.

Now he doesn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Beiming Yexuan, let alone laugh and laugh inappropriately.

He was afraid that Beiming Yexuan would look back and think of the scene where he treated him like this at Jian Dao Mountain, and a slap would kill him.

He devoted his whole life to alchemy and knew nothing about martial arts or metaphysics. He only had the strength to crush a chicken to death.

After Feng Yunmo heard this, his eyes lit up: "Really."

Then her demon-cultivating body is the ultimate Yin body, which requires a large amount of cold energy to be poured into the Dantian. Once the Yin-cold energy fills the Dantian, she can enter the next level.

She is now in the third level of the Demon King. If she were to face the Supreme God, her current ability would definitely not be able to defeat the Supreme God.

These days, due to Beiming Yexuan's injury, her thoughts were focused on him, but she rarely practiced.

But he didn't forget to remind her.

"Really, even if I want to lie to you, I wouldn't dare to lie to King Qilin." Jiang Yaoshen faced Beiming Yexuan with a respectful expression.

This is not about respect for status, but about the respect of the strong for the strong.

Feng Yunmo raised her hand, patted Jiang Yaoshen's shoulder heavily, and said: "Master Yaishen, if the prince's injury is healed, I will treat you to a feast."

"I want to drink." Jiang Yaoshen said with a grimace as soon as he heard about the feast.

The people sent by Feng Yunmo didn't even bring him the wine from the underground kiln, which made him think about wine all day long.

Feng Yunmo replied with a smile: "Okay, that's necessary. You can invite me. I have to take a bath with the prince."

"Washing?" Jiang Yaoshen's eyes immediately flashed with two red hearts: "Together?"

"Yes, together." Feng Yun said strangely.

"Then let's go." Jiang Yao looked worried again and reached out to take Feng Yunmo's hand. Who knows, the next moment, Beiming Yexuan grabbed his beard fiercely.

The painful screams suddenly sounded: "Ah...I don't dare to do it anymore, please spare my life, spare your life..."

The door opened wide, and the figure of the God of Ginger flew out from inside and fell heavily into the sea of ​​flowers.

Beiming Yexuan, who was in the room, snorted several times with an angry red face.

The one that Jiang Yaishen held just now was his hand.

Feng Yunmo turned around and glanced at the door that closed automatically, then turned back to look at Beiming Yexuan, stretched out her hand and helped him undress: "Damn old man, you really don't want your life."
Chapter completed!