But if Feng Muran was so easy to get through, he couldn't be Feng Muran. He noticed that Nangong Wenchu was talking word by word, as if he was very tired, and he scratched his right hand worriedly.
She touched his arm and said, "Are you really feeling better?"
He was startled by this arrest. Why were Nangong Wenchu's clothes all wet? Could it be...
"Wen Chu, what's wrong with you? Don't even think about lying to me." Feng Muran said hurriedly, and he also noticed the big drops of sweat on Nangong Wenchu's head.
"It's okay, I'll just hold on..." Nangong Wenchu said with difficulty. He already felt the pain in his eyes so intense that he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Ah, ah, ah..." He screamed in pain. Feng Muran pressed down on his body anxiously, but it was still to no avail. He even began to roll on the ground in pain.
Feng Muran was worried to death when he looked like this. What should he do? Wen Chu seemed to be poisoned. Is the blood of those "immortals" poisonous? Lin Yinfeng and the others hadn't arrived yet.
, and couldn't make some good suggestions on what he should do to ease Wen Chu's pain.
Nangong Wenchu had given up his persistence at this time. He had a headache and even wanted to hit a tree in order to relieve his pain. Of course, Feng Muran couldn't bear to see him torture himself like this, so he no longer had any scruples.
I grabbed his flailing hands, then tapped his acupuncture points, forcing him to calm down. Finally, I tapped a few acupuncture points behind him to check whether there were toxins in his body, then closed his eyes and tried to use his internal energy to
Nangong Wenchu healed his wounds.
Sure enough, he felt a strange aura in Nangong Wenchu's body. Sometimes it was domineering and scurrying around in Nangong Wenchu's body, and sometimes it was quiet and gentle that made people unable to catch it. Feng Muran's breath that penetrated was in harmony with his.
They played hide and seek, making Feng Muran spin around. After a while, Feng Muran's forehead was covered with sweat.
What to do? This thought kept popping up in Feng Muran's mind. He opened his eyes and saw that the meridians in the neck of the person in front of him bulged on the skin and then subsided. He had no choice but to let go of the bad thoughts in his heart.
The thoughts continued, and at the same time, they kept praying that others could join them as soon as possible.
After exercising like this for a while, Feng Muran felt that Nangong Wenchu's body had improved a lot. Was it working? He continued to exercise for a while, until he really felt that he had improved, and then he stopped.
When his hand left Nangong Wenchu's back, Nangong Wenchu lay down on his back. He quickly caught him and helped him slowly lie down on the straw he had just placed on the ground.
Nangong Wenchu fell asleep for a while and then couldn't fall asleep again. After realizing that his eyes were getting better, he sat up from the ground, but he couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning that night, so he simply stopped sleeping.
Instead, he was in a daze silently in the dark night.
The five of them are now separated. I remember that the five of them were exploring the direction of the demon world's palace and discussing how to rescue Yueyao. This demon world is not their territory. They must come up with a perfect way to ensure that
Nothing goes wrong.
As a result, the plan did not change. Several people thought they were hiding well, but they were still discovered. Now they are also injured. Although Feng Muran is in better condition, he is still seriously injured. Others don't know what happened.
That's it. But if Feng Muran was so easy to get through, he couldn't be Feng Muran. He noticed that Nangong Wenchu was talking word by word, as if he was very tired, and his right hand was
She grabbed his arm worriedly and said, "Are you really feeling better?"
He was startled by this arrest. Why were Nangong Wenchu's clothes all wet? Could it be...
"Wen Chu, what's wrong with you? Don't even think about lying to me." Feng Muran said hurriedly, and he also noticed the big drops of sweat on Nangong Wenchu's head.
"It's okay, I'll just hold on..." Nangong Wenchu said with difficulty. He already felt the pain in his eyes so intense that he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Ah, ah, ah..." He screamed in pain. Feng Muran pressed down on his body anxiously, but it was still to no avail. He even began to roll on the ground in pain.
Feng Muran was worried to death when he looked like this. What should he do? Wen Chu seemed to be poisoned. Is the blood of those "immortals" poisonous? Lin Yinfeng and the others hadn't arrived yet.
, and couldn't make some good suggestions on what he should do to ease Wen Chu's pain.
Nangong Wenchu had given up his persistence at this time. He had a headache and even wanted to hit a tree in order to relieve his pain. Of course, Feng Muran couldn't bear to see him torture himself like this, so he no longer had any scruples.
I grabbed his flailing hands, then tapped his acupuncture points, forcing him to calm down. Finally, I tapped a few acupuncture points behind him to check whether there were toxins in his body, then closed his eyes and tried to use his internal energy to
Nangong Wenchu healed his wounds.
Sure enough, he felt a strange aura in Nangong Wenchu's body. Sometimes it was domineering and scurrying around in Nangong Wenchu's body, and sometimes it was quiet and gentle that made people unable to catch it. Feng Muran's breath that penetrated was in harmony with his.
They played hide and seek, making Feng Muran spin around. After a while, Feng Muran's forehead was covered with sweat.
What to do? This thought kept popping up in Feng Muran's mind. He opened his eyes and saw that the meridians in the neck of the person in front of him bulged on the skin and then subsided. He had no choice but to let go of the bad thoughts in his heart.
The thoughts continued, and at the same time, they kept praying that others could join them as soon as possible.
After exercising like this for a while, Feng Muran felt that Nangong Wenchu's body had improved a lot. Was it working? He continued to exercise for a while, until he really felt that he had improved, and then he stopped.
When his hand left Nangong Wenchu's back, Nangong Wenchu lay down on his back. He quickly caught him and helped him slowly lie down on the straw he had just placed on the ground.
Nangong Wenchu fell asleep for a while and then couldn't fall asleep again. After realizing that his eyes were getting better, he sat up from the ground, but he couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning that night, so he simply stopped sleeping.
Instead, he was in a daze silently in the dark night.
The five of them are now separated. I remember that the five of them were exploring the direction of the demon world's palace and discussing how to rescue Yueyao. This demon world is not their territory. They must come up with a perfect way to ensure that
Nothing goes wrong.
As a result, the plan did not change. Several people thought they were hiding well, but they were still discovered. Now they are also injured. Although Feng Muran is in better condition, he is still seriously injured. Others don't know what happened.