"Little thing..." Lian Chengjue suddenly shouted before he knew it.
After shouting, even Cheng Jue was shocked.
This title...
It's so familiar. When did he seem to have called someone like that?
Then Nan Liyou heard the name and could no longer calm down. His teeth were deeply knocked together, and his body was so cold that it was almost formed into ice.
The knees were suddenly numb and icy, and the pain was like a thorny thigh, a little bit.
The coldness on the forehead gradually spreads, and the body sways slightly.
Nan Liyou bit his inner lip until the fishy smell leaked out of his lips, hoping to suppress the pain of the cold with such pain.
She was very glad that she wore a mask, which covered her panic and the pain she didn't want Lian Chengjue to see.
Then, who is Lian Chengjue?
He is a demon who has lived for more than 100,000 years. How could the slight thin filament changes escape to his magic eyes?
Feeling the tense of her body and even a faint sweet smell of blood, Lian Chengjue frowned and asked indifferently: "Are you uncomfortable?"
"Don't care about your business!" Nan Liyou said almost gritted his teeth. At this moment, she was not because she hated him, but because the cold disease was really...
So cold, really cold.
He tried hard to break free from his arms, formed seals with both hands, and used fire defense techniques to force the fire-type power to his inner body little by little, hoping to make the cold body warmer.
Hearing her words, Lian Chengjue's eyes were slightly dark, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was slightly sinister.
Without giving her a chance to resist, she brought her into her arms domineeringly.
"Cold?" She actually got cold?
With a raised brow, Lian Chengjue tightly circled her in his arms, and then covered her body with a robe draped over her shoulders.
"Let go... let go... me!" Feeling the heat coming from his body, Nan Liyou's face was obviously flushed and his eyes were flushed.
"Don't let go!" Lian Chengjue said lightly, the strength on his shoulders became tighter and tighter.
"Lian Chengjue!!! Let me go!" Nan Liyou almost yelled, and as she spoke, the words she said were filled with mist.
Listening to her calling her name again, Lian Chengjue's lips raised slightly and pressed her into his arms, "You... are so noisy!"
At this moment, Nan Liyou was tortured by the cold disease and had no strength. No matter how she resisted, she would escape.
Lian Chengjue's arms were always strong and powerful, without moving at all, and surrounded her in it.
Forget it, let her go.
The cold air invaded the bone marrow, and she really had no experience in confronting him now.
She is so painful now... she is almost dying.
"Benhuang... takes you to a place, which will be beneficial to... your cold symptoms!" Lian Chengjue would never have thought about when his words began to become more frequent.
You know, Yan Jun and the others have always laughed at him, and they are so proud of their words.
Hearing that Nan Liyou had no words, he closed his eyes and blocked a pool of abnormal movements.
I only felt my body floating up, and before I could see anything strange, I heard a faint voice: "It's here!"
A head poked out from Lian Chengjue's cloak, looked around, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.
I have to say that this place is beautiful, with magnificent surroundings and the size of the night pearl on the walls is somewhat similar to the one given to her by the old chief of the Cyrgyle tribe.
The room is fragrant, smoky, and the white curtain is flowing...
The only thing I didn't expect was that there was a hot spring in the mouth of the house.