Yang Ming's immortal jade hands were like onions, and her posture was so graceful. The silver needle came again to an acupuncture point on Ye Feng's upper body, causing a trace of black blood to ooze from the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

"Can you bear it?"

Yang Mingxian's bright eyes fell on Ye Feng and asked. Looking at Ye Feng's perfect muscle lines, the girl couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in her heart.

"able."

Ye Feng nodded to Yang Mingxian. Looking at that serious yet beautiful face, Ye Feng was pleased.

Yang Mingxian stopped talking, and then she sent six silver needles into six different acupuncture points on Ye Feng's upper body.

Ye Feng could feel the strong stimulation at every acupuncture point, causing the blood congestion remaining in his body to continuously gush out of his mouth.

Although there was some pain, he felt very relaxed after the blood flowed out.

"The last needle may hurt a little. You have to endure it."

Yang Mingxian held the last silver needle on her fingertips, and then, without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, her silver needle landed on the last acupoint.

The silver needle quickly pierced the flesh. In just a moment, Ye Feng felt a strong stinging sensation. The next moment, the pain spread quickly throughout his body.

In just a short moment, it was unbearable for him and he sat up directly, probably because he was going too fast.

Yang Mingxian couldn't dodge, and Ye Feng's broad chest directly leaned against Yang Mingxian's delicate body.

This made Yang Mingxian let out a sweet cry and almost fell to the ground. A pair of big hands supported her delicate body, and waves of warmth came from the palms of her hands.

There was also a feeling of fullness in his body. Yang Mingxian's face was pressed tightly against Ye Feng's chest, and there was a trace of heat, as well as the sound of the majestic heartbeat.

"Ming'er, are you okay?"

Ye Feng's voice came over, making Yang Mingxian immediately feel that something was wrong. His pretty face immediately turned red, and he quickly stood up from the bed, with a look of panic on his face.

"You can put those silver needles away later. I'll leave first."

After leaving these words, Yang Mingxian quickly left the room.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Yang Mingxian left, but the elegant fragrance on her body remained and spread into Ye Feng's nasal cavity, allowing Ye Feng to further control himself.

Somewhat intoxicated.

That night, Ye Feng was alone in the room, and Yang Mingxian did not come again. It was not until the early morning of the next day that Yang Mingxian appeared in the room again.

This time, she prepared a brand new potion, drank it for Ye Feng, and left in a hurry.

It seems that after the embarrassing experience last night, when Yang Mingxian was treating Ye Feng's injuries, he spoke a lot less, his eyes were a little evasive, and his expression was not as natural as before.

After taking the medicine for Ye Feng, Yang Mingxian hurriedly left the room, and there was no trace of the woman for another day. It was not until the evening that Yang Mingxian returned again.

He still looked that simple and simple. This time, there was an extra spiritual fruit in Yang Mingxian's hand, which was still the kind with strong medicinal effects.

Ye Feng took the spiritual fruit, and the powerful medicine immediately filled every part of his body, nourishing his body. Combined with Yang Mingxian's silver needle therapy, Ye Feng's injuries quickly recovered.

During the healing process, when Yang Mingxian stretched out his left hand, a look of pain appeared on his beautiful face involuntarily.

This made Ye Feng feel a little strange, and he directly asked Yang Mingxian: "Ming'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just suffered some minor injuries while picking spiritual fruits, nothing serious."

Yang Mingxian shook his head, really wanting to continue healing Ye Feng.

But at this moment, Ye Feng's big hand actually grabbed her smooth jade arm. Yang Mingxian struggled slightly. She was not as strong as Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't care at all and directly talked about the gauze covering Yang Mingxian's arm. A long blood stain appeared in Ye Feng's sight, making Ye Feng frown slightly.

"Ming'er, you are injured. Tell me, where have you been all day?"

Ye Feng asked Yang Mingxian. With his eyesight, he could tell that the injury was scratched by some kind of monster.

"It's nothing, it's just that your injury requires this kind of spiritual fruit, so I went to pick it."

Yang Mingxian shook his head and said indifferently.

"Silly girl, this spirit fruit must have its guardian monster, right? You should have been injured when your monster fought with it."

Ye Feng said, feeling a little warm in his heart. He met Yang Mingxian by chance. Not only did he save his life, but now he risked picking this kind of spiritual fruit to heal his injury. Ye Feng didn't know what virtue he could do.

, let this fairy-like girl do this to him.

"It's just some minor injuries, nothing serious. You should have a good rest."

Yang Mingxian said to Ye Feng, his eyes still a little vague, and he left the room not long after.

After Yang Mingxian's careful care over the past two days, Ye Feng's internal injuries have recovered a lot, and now he is able to meditate on his own to heal his injuries.

In order to prevent Ming'er from continuing to work for him and risking his own life, Ye Feng began to heal his injuries with all his strength. He stayed up all night without rest. He released his blue-level immortal bird war spirit and cooperated with the twelve-level life and death scripture. This made his body

His injuries recovered quickly.

For several days in a row, Yang Mingxian treated Ye Feng's injuries last night and almost never appeared in Ye Feng's sight during the whole day.

Ye Feng's injuries are recovering steadily. At night, Ye Feng will use his blue-level immortal bird war spirit and the twelfth-level Sutra of Life and Death to heal his injuries.

In the early morning of this day, a ray of sunlight poured on the ground through the window of the bamboo house. Ye Feng was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes opened, and he slowly stopped.

A night of healing was of great significance to him. Combined with Ming'er's medicinal treatment, the injuries all over his body had recovered to 60%.

"Should Ming'er be here soon?"

Ye Feng got up from the bed and felt that the heavy feeling in his body had disappeared a lot. At this time every day, Ming'er would treat his injuries on time.

Today, Ming'er has not arrived yet, but Ye Feng feels vaguely expectant in his heart.

After some time, Ye Feng was alone in the room, and Ming'er was still missing. This made Ye Feng feel that something was wrong. At this time every day, Ming'er should have appeared long ago.

Ye Feng felt a vague sense of ominousness in his heart. He stepped out of the room, and what he saw was the lush valley, with a stream flowing through it, the sound of wind in the bamboo forest, and the whole scene was a paradise.

Just this kind of scenery deeply attracted Ye Feng, because he felt a little relaxed and happy in his heart.

In fact, in the Purple Mountain, there should be many areas with scenery like this, but those areas do not have the unique freshness and tranquility here.

Ye Feng searched everywhere, but Ming'er was still nowhere to be seen. He walked along the corridor of the bamboo house and found that the bamboo house also had a small room.

The door of this room was closed tightly. Ye Feng released his consciousness and instantly discovered the beautiful silhouette in the room.

"Ming'er, are you in there?"

Ye Feng asked tentatively.

"Why are you out? Your injuries have not fully recovered yet. Go back and rest quickly. I will go to heal your injuries later."

Yang Mingxian's voice came from the room. The voice was still soft, but to Ye Feng's ears, it sounded a bit weak and vaguely mixed with pain.

This made Ye Feng frown slightly, and the ominous premonition in his heart became more intense. He continued to ask unnecessarily: "Ming'er, what are you doing? Are you hiding something from me?"

"I'm fine, go back soon."

Yang Mingxian's voice came from the room again, and it sounded like the feeling of weakness was a little stronger.

After hearing this voice, Ye Feng had a feeling that Ming'er was hiding something from him and no longer cared about politeness.

Ye Feng pushed open the door of Yang Mingxian's room, and at a glance, he saw Yang Mingxian curled up on a bed, his face looking very pale.

Her body was shaking constantly and looked extremely painful. There was a purple-black gas flowing around her, as if it was poisonous.

The entire room was occupied by that aura. When Ye Feng entered it, he felt that his body was wrapped in that aura, and waves of poisonous gas tried to invade Ye Feng's body.

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you? Why is this happening?"

Ye Feng ignored the attack of poisonous gas and quickly came to the bed, lifted Yang Mingxian's delicate body up, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Just leave quickly. You'll be fine in a while. I still have to heal your injuries."

Yang Mingxian squeezed out a smile on her pale face and said to Ye Feng. Her body often fought harder and she was obviously very uncomfortable.

"You still said it was okay. You must be in pain now. Tell me, why are you like this?"

Ye Feng frowned and asked.

"It's an old problem, it will go away if you tolerate it."

Yang Mingxian said, those jade hands like chives tightly grasped Ye Feng's ribs, very hard. It is obvious that you can imagine the pain the girl is suffering at this moment.

The delicate body was shaking even more violently, her face was extremely pale, and there was no blood on her lips. Apart from the black breath, there was a trace of cold air on her body, making her look extremely cold.

"It's so cold..."

Yang Mingxian's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but make such a sound.
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