What is he nervous about? It's inexplicable. Everyone is a man. What's weird? Besides, he just looked at his back.
He suddenly closed his eyes, as if he felt guilty.
He doesn't like men, so there's no need to feel so guilty.
Thinking of this, Yun Zong opened his eyes and saw that there was no one in the water. He was startled for a moment and felt a little disappointed.
"What are you looking at?" A cold voice sounded from beside him.
Yun Zong looked up and saw that Wei Ning had changed into a willow-colored robe, with a belt of the same color tied around her slender waist, and the sleeves and hem were embroidered with dense and delicate cloud patterns.
Her damp hair was casually draped over her shoulders, dripping with water. Her picturesque brows were staring at him coldly, and her red lips were lightly pursed.
That look, although cold, was indescribably alluring. Yun Zong felt his heart skip a beat, but how could the arrogance in his nature allow him to think that a man was good-looking like this?
"Did you bring me here? Brat, what do you want to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him in the face and then kicked him to the ground.
Yun Zong was already weak, and his right hand was broken, so he had no support. He fell down all of a sudden, hit the wound, and grimaced in pain.
"You, cough, cough, cough..."
Before I could say a word, I was already coughing badly.
Wei Ning looked at him coldly and snorted sarcastically: "If you want to survive, be honest. Do you think I really have such a good heart to save you?"
The smell of blood rose up in his throat and flowed down the corner of his mouth. Yun Zong stared at her bitterly: "Who asked you to save me? I would rather die than be saved by you!"
"Really? Then I have to save you!" Wei Ning looked at him and sneered again and again, "I saved you because you lost your right hand, which means you are disabled. Doesn't this make your life worse than death?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Zong's expression instantly distorted, and he felt heartbreaking pain from the wound on his right broken arm.
This kind of pain is not a big deal, but in his proud heart, it is like a handful of salt!
He is the most talented master in the Nether Realm. He has always been arrogant and arrogant. But now, his proud right hand is broken. Will he still be a genius master in the Nether Realm in the future?
"It's all you!" Yun Zong's face was on the ground. He didn't have the strength to get up, but he had the strength to shout heartily, "It's all you! I won't let you go! I'm going to kill you!"
"
Wei Ning stepped on his face unceremoniously, leaving a beautiful shoe mark on his handsome face.
"Don't yell. If you can kill me, just come."
"You! You..." Yun Zong was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was stepped on in the face by a brat he looked down on. This absolute insult almost exploded his lungs.
Anger surged up, causing internal injuries, causing him to vomit blood again. This time he couldn't scream anymore, and lay dying on the ground, gasping for air.
Wei Ning let him go and went to the side to light a fire. Fortunately, she had already prepared it. Even dry firewood and dry food had been stored in the space ring. Otherwise, it would be impossible to light a fire in such a swamp.
impossible.
Yun Zong watched as she skillfully set up the fire, set it up with branches around it, dried the wet clothes, forked a few fish from the water, put in the condiments and roasted them until they were delicious.
It is simply unimaginable that the pampered prince has so much knowledge about wild life and even carries ingredients with him!
