Xiao Fan looked at her in pain, and her face was pale because of the huge pain, and her whole body was convulsed, and her beautiful eyes were covered with blood, and she couldn't express sadness and heartache.
She became like this to save him, otherwise she would have been besieged by the two major holy martial existences realms, how could she be pierced by the strange iron spear of death, and would not have endured this pain of life being worse than death.
"Uncle Master, if you bear it, you can last at most half an hour, and I can completely melt it in half an hour!" Xiao Fan comforted, but this could not relieve the pain of the goddess Nichang.
"No... I need faith, as long as faith can... to relieve the pain..." The goddess Nichang said in pain, letting go when Xiao Fan didn't react, and suddenly put it on Xiao Fan's lips, sliding
His tender tongue drilled directly into his mouth and kissed him frantically.
Xiao Fan was confused, and felt his mind buzzing blankly. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the pair of beautiful eyes that were close to him. From those beautiful eyes, he saw beauty and hope, and the pain revealed in it was really reduced.
"Faith... The faith that the ancestor uncle said was actually love. Could it be that she really... really... or she regarded me as..." Xiao Fan couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe that there was a real identity between them.
Too big gap.
"No matter what, don't think about this matter now. Let's wait until the ancestor's injury heals. I can't watch her in such pain!" Xiao Fan thought to himself, full of guilt towards the goddess Nishang, so he did not struggle
She still kissed herself wildly with her mouth slightly open.
Xiao Fan tried his best to suppress the thoughts in his heart and smelted the corrosive power of death. Time passed by little by little, and finally it was completely melted in half an hour. At this moment, the pain of the goddess Nichang disappeared, and
She seemed to have not noticed it, her lips were still pressed against Xiao Fan's mouth, and her tongue stirred in Xiao Fan's mouth.
Xiao Fan's blood and wood vitality were used to repair the wound of the goddess Nishang without leaving any scars. At this time, he pushed the goddess Nishang slightly away and said, "Uncle Master, it's okay."
"Ah..." The goddess Nichang woke up in shock, her face immediately turned red, her eyes were a little flustered, and she regretted that she shouldn't be able to control herself so much. If Xiao Fan understood what she thought now, then he would
What do you think?
Xiao Fan knew she was embarrassed, and he was also embarrassed, but things were already like this, so it would be better to face it. He didn't say anything, but just silently tore off the ragged coat of the goddess Nishang and then store it from the storage.
The ring took out a pink colorful dress and put it on for her, and said, "This is Caixuan's dress. Uncle Master will wear it first."
"Well, Caixuan is about the same figure as me and she is dressed quite well." The goddess Nichang said in a low voice.
Xiao Fan put his coat on her, then looked at the tired look on her face and said, "Uncle Zu, you lean on me first to rest. The pain just now must have consumed a lot of your soul power."
The goddess Nichang nodded. She was indeed too tired. She could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. But looking at Xiao Fan's calm expression, she was unsure in her heart. I wonder if Xiao Fan had discovered something, so
Then he explained, "Xiaofan, you... don't blame the ancestor, the ancestor treats you as him..."
When Xiao Fan heard this, his body shook slightly, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, saying, "Uncle Master, you... the fallen flowers are intentionally flowing water without mercy. Why do you do this? You make me very angry!"
"Okay, don't be angry anymore. Let the ancestor rest quietly for a while." said the goddess Nichang, a smile appeared in her eyes, then closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Xiao Fan looked down at her sleeping soundly, and his mood became a little complicated. He was very repulsive of the one mentioned by the goddess Nichang. Xiao Fan didn't understand how such an excellent ancestor uncle could have been unrequited to a man so much, and that man was
who?
"Uncle Master is so kind to me and regards me as more important than his own life. Seeing her heart hurt by that man, how can I sit back and ignore him! If I want to let me know who that man is, I will definitely not let him go
he!"
Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, a bulge appeared on his face, and his fists were pinching. He sat by the pool with his delicate body, quietly watching the silver waterfall rushing down, and a wave of formations surged.
The waves and thousands of splashes, I don’t know what I’m thinking.
The wind at night blows gently, with a hint of coolness, and the moon falls, causing the water droplets splashing in the pool to shine silver. The full moon is reflected in the water waves of water, constantly changing its shape.
The sound of waterfalls and the rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves, the surroundings are quiet.
Xiao Fan looked at the goddess Nishang sleeping well against her chest. Her breathing was filled with fragrance and heat, and her hair was smooth and shining under the moonlight. Suddenly, the goddess Nishang's body trembled, and then she began to shake her head.
, panic and fear appeared on his face.
"No! Xiaofan... don't... don't..." The goddess of Nichang shook her head and murmured, sweat stains leaching between her smooth forehead and cloudy temples, as if she was having some terrible nightmare.
"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?" Xiao Fan shook her body slightly, but the goddess of Nichang did not wake up. She hugged Xiao Fan tightly, and the subconscious force was surprisingly great, making it possible for her to
Xiao Fan's bones sounded, and he felt like he was shattered by her.
"Xiaofan... don't..." The goddess Nichang hugged her tighter. The sound of sleeping was crying, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Xiao Fan took a deep breath, shook it hard, and said, "Master Master".
Uncle, no matter what nightmare you have, I am almost broken by you!"
"No...No..." The goddess of Nichang muttered to herself, woke up under Xiao Fan's shaking, and still felt deep fear and panic in her eyes. When she saw Xiao Fan in front of her, she suddenly came from the dream state.
I woke up in shock and felt my face hot, so I quickly turned to the side.
"Uncle Master, what nightmare you had just had? My bones were almost strangled." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly.
The goddess Nichang turned red, but fortunately the night covered her shame. Before she could fade away, she immediately became melancholy again and said, "Uncle Master dreamed that you were caught by the underworld, and you were covered in blood.
…”
"It's just a dream, it's all unreal. Am I not here?" Xiao Fan said, then turned her back and looked carefully, and said, "Your complexion is much better now,
I think I have recovered almost."
"Well, I've recovered almost, but I still feel a little tired. If I go back all the way, I don't want to leave by myself. Now it's time for you to repay my uncle." The goddess Nichang said with a smile.
"No? Isn't it? Is it okay for the ancestor uncle to carry you back for these millions of miles? Is this going to exhaust me?" Xiao Fan looked bitter and pretended to be pitiful.
The goddess Nichang looked at him and couldn't help laughing, saying, "Boy, don't give me this trick. Even if you don't want to repay you, what's wrong with kissing the ancestor before? The ancestor is
The body of a pure and innocent daughter, so in order to punish you, you must also carry me back."
"..." Xiao Fan's old face turned red, and he was speechless about it, saying, "Uncle Master, is it good to be reasonable? It is obvious that you kissed me under a confused consciousness. I am the victim, okay?"
"What did you say?" The goddess Nichang suddenly looked angry and said, "What do you mean is that the ancestor uncle kissed you and took advantage of you, but it is your fault, right?"
"Hey, uncle, don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth." Xiao Fan smiled, thinking she was pretending to be angry. Unexpectedly, the goddess of Nichang pushed Xiao Fan suddenly and said angrily: "Get out,
Get out of here! Don't pay attention to me!"
Xiao Fan was stunned. Thinking of what the goddess Nichang said before, anger rose in his heart unknowingly, and he said angrily: "Isn't it? You were thinking about that man in your heart, but you mistakenly thought me for him. This kind of thing
It can be blamed on me!"
"You..." The goddess Nichang's delicate body trembled. She looked at the anger in Xiao Fan's eyes, and her heart was filled with panic and uneasiness for a moment, but she turned around and turned her back to him with anger.
No one spoke or paid attention to each other. He just sat with his back to his back. I don’t know how long it took, Xiao Fan calmed down and said softly: “Uncle Master, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have
That attitude. But I hope you can forget that man. After all, he has no affection for you, so why should you?"
After the words came, Xiao Fan didn't hear a response for a long time, and he didn't know what the goddess Nichang behind him was thinking. In Xiao Fan's impression, this was the first time that the ancestor uncle was so angry, and the first time he hadn't talked to him for so long.
.
Xiao Fan was about to turn around, but he felt a pair of soft arms wrapping around his waist, and then his soft and fragrant body was also pressed onto his back. The voice of the goddess of Nichang sounded softly in his ears: "Xiao Fan, I'm sorry, uncle of the ancestor.
You shouldn't lose your temper at you, okay?”
Xiao Fan's heart trembled. At this moment, he felt that the atmosphere seemed to be something wrong. After all, Xiao Fan was not an ignorant boy. He already had a few confidants around him, so he was quite sensitive to love affairs.
Although I felt something was wrong, Xiao Fan still didn't think about it. After all, the goddess Nichang was the ancestor uncle, and she also said in person that she liked that man in her heart. In this way, Xiao Fan only thought that she was treating her as a kind of disciple for her.
My love and a kind of relationship similar to that between good friends.
"Uncle Master." Xiao Fan turned around and looked at the goddess of Nishang. Her black hair was a little messy by the wind and pressed on her face. So he reached out to make peace for her and smiled bitterly: "Why do I think of you?"