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Chapter three hundred and fifty first sugar

After all, he had already exhausted his true energy, and he devoured the Golden Crow's Remnant Soul with the help of Luohu's remnant Soul and returned. After the battle with Yuanshi Tianzun, he was actually seriously injured. After Luohu left on his own initiative, he treated him.

The soul also caused huge damage.

He struggled so drowsyly, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and wanted to shout that someone would pull him up, but no matter how strong he used, he could not make any sound.

It's like being tortured and suffering thousands of tortures.

In that drowsy, I occasionally heard someone talking in my ears, but he listened vaguely and forgot what he said.

He was fed some water this day and gradually woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a beautiful face with a gentle smile.

Zishou felt that this face was very familiar, but his mind was like a slurry for a moment, but he couldn't recognize it. After looking in a daze for a while, he found that the girl was wearing a long red dress with beautiful appearance and graceful figure.

Zishou breathed a sigh of relief: "Nuwa...Sister Nuwa..."

"You are finally awake!" Nuwa lay half on the bed, supported her chin with her hands, and looked at him softly: "It's not in vain that I have fed you so much yellow dew."

Only then did Zishou realize that he was in a small room, with candlelight on the table like beans, emitting a faint yellow light.

I lay on a bed covered with soft cushions, covered with a thin quilt.

Nuwa leaned over and looked at Zishou, as if she wanted to see how much health he was.

As soon as Nuwa approached, Zishou smelled a nice body scent on her body, because she leaned over and the whiteness touched very close.

"Nuwa, you... that..." Zi's breathing became rapid, dizzy and shook his mind. Fortunately, he was seriously ill for many days and was weak and weak, otherwise he would rise up.

Instead of walking away, Nuwa deliberately approached and said, "How do you feel?"

"Okay, much better..." Zishou felt his whole body soft, and he leaned back and looked at Nuwa so close, and his heart was pounding: "Where am I?"

"Hu Palace. Your soul is seriously injured this time. You can't waste your energy. Have a good rest!" Nuwa stood up and said, "You have a good sleep."

"Imperial Palace..."

Zishou shook his head: "I've been sleeping for a long time and I don't want to sleep anymore."

Suddenly, Nuwa supported the bed with her hands, leaned down, her face pressed very close, and her lips were less than two centimeters away: "Would you like to sleep with you? Zishou~!"

"!!!" Zi's heart beats violently!

Such a good thing? What luck did my son leave today!

Is it finally going to realize my wish next?

However, a sly light flashed in Nuwa's eyes, and she immediately stood up and said, "Just kidding, go to bed well!"

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Zishu's mouth twitched violently, and the excitement and uneasiness on his face disappeared: this sleepiness has completely disappeared!

...

After all, after fighting with the saint, not only did the true essence but also the soul consumed greatly. The three gold, silver and lead on the spiritual platform also looked withered. Zishou lay down for a while and fell asleep.

Because he knew that Nuwa was waiting for him, he slept very peacefully, and seemed to hug someone in his dream and then complete the unfinished things during the day.

Gradually, Zishou opened his eyes vaguely and sighed a little regretfully: "It turns out that it's just a dream!"

Someone's face became clearer and clearer in the dream until...

"What dream did you have?" A gentle voice rang beside you.

Zishou:!!!

Zishou suddenly realized that it was not that his face in his dream became clearer and clearer, but that the owner of the face was standing beside him.

"I, I didn't say anything in my sleep, did I?" Zishou said guiltily.

"No."

Zishou breathed a sigh of relief.

Nuwa's face showed a gentle smile and her eyes narrowed slightly: "You are just squeaking your lips and still drooling. What dream have you had?"

I was almost overwhelmed by cold sweats, can I say...

I said that, are you sure I won't beat me to death?

Fortunately, Nuwa did not continue to ask questions, but brought him a bottle of nectar for healing the soul and a bowl of porridge that was so boiled.

Zishou:?

"Porridge?" Zishou was a bit strange. After becoming an immortal, he no longer had to eat grains - even if he ate it, he just wanted to enjoy the delicious food.

"This is made by Sister Pingxin for you, come on, ah~!" Nuwa sat beside the bed, picked up a bowl and spooned a little porridge and fed him like a child.

Zishou's face turned red and he was about to refuse, but looking at the faint smile on Nuwa's face and the spoon that stretched over, he had to open his mouth and eat.

It is naturally a very happy thing to have a great beauty feeding her, but Zishou always feels that she is feeding the child...

Well, she was still wearing a loose red dress and making a moaning sound, making her heart fly up and down, swaying everywhere.

Nuwa held the bowl, held the spoon, and opened her mouth slightly: "Ah~! Is it hot?"

"No, it's not hot..." Zi was shaken by his heart.

After finally finishing the porridge, my heart was moved to the horizon.

After Nuwa put away the bowl and spoon, took out the nectar and let him drink it, Zi said, "Sister Nuwa, thank you for the porridge you cooked for me."

Nuwa glanced at him: "It's not what I cooked, it's made with peace of mind."

Having said that, a faint rosy appeared on her cheeks, and she felt very happy inside.

Zishou was stunned.

But I also understood in my heart that it was clearly what she did, but I insisted on pushing it to Pingxin...

If you are calm in the underworld, how can you make porridge and deliver it to the Imperial Palace of Wa?

But why did she treat me so well? She never did this before.

If only this would last for the rest of your life.

After that, once in the morning and evening, Nuwa would come to the room and bring him nectar and food.

After two or three days, Zishou became accustomed to it. When he woke up, he saw her sitting by the bed, looking at him with a smile, and his heart calmed down, as if the sky had fallen and he would not be afraid.

On this day, Nuwa brought a lot more food, including three jade plates, a plate of grilled abalone, a plate of wolfberry, and deer antler soup.

Seeing these foods, I couldn't help but think about it: Why are they all strong aphrodisiacs? Could it be that she wants to be with me...

Nuwa still had a faint smile on her face, and she couldn't tell her inner thoughts.

Seeing her smile, my heart floated to the sky. Could it be that she really wants to be with me...

Now, I don’t care about it, just feed it.

After Zi finished eating, Nuwa took away the plate and said as if nothing had happened: "At the foot of Sitian Mountain, you and those three girls are so happy~!"

After saying this, Zi Su's expression frozen, and he almost frightened her, so he couldn't kneel down for Nuwa.

However, Nuwa just left with a smile.

After that, the three meals a day were full of ingredients for strengthening aphrodisiacs, and...the portions were very large!

Nuwa also forced someone to eat it all!

Finally, on the morning three days later, someone looked at his pants with a sad and angry look on his face: "Revenge! Revenge!"

Now I won’t add it to update it together. I will update it first and wait until the browser is launched before. If I post it together before, it is easy to lose chapters.

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