Yuwen Jianxue opened her eyes wide and looked up, but she couldn't see anything.
The cloud fell from the forehead, slid over the eyes, brushed the bridge of the nose, passed over the lips, and went down the neck.
no.
My neck is so itchy.
Yuwen Jianxue shivered all over and quickly twisted her neck to avoid the cloud-like soft touch.
The cloud could not be shaken off so easily. It followed her neck and reached down towards her collarbone. It was about to penetrate into the vital part again.
Yuwen Jianxue's whole body went stiff and stiff, and a pair of ten exquisite toes on her snowy feet raised up to the sky.
"Hey! No...it can't work there...ah."
She quickly turned around and pressed herself against the hard bed board with a thud. Fortunately, she had two thick flesh pads to support her, otherwise her diaphragm would have hurt.
The cloud no longer chased her vital parts, and she didn't pick on anything she touched, just brushing it away from the back of her neck to her back.
My back was no longer as sensitive as before, nor was it swollen or nervous. It was soft and smooth as Yun gently caressed it.
"It's so comfortable..."
Yuwen Jianxue lay on the bedside, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, "I don't know where the cloud fell."
She lazily looked back and saw nothing on her bare back.
"Is it because I've been too tired these past few days? I didn't even feel it when I fell asleep and dreamed..."
"do not care……"
She originally planned to have a good sleep, but now she didn't resist the sleepiness, her eyelids drooped, and she fell asleep completely.
In his sleep, Yuwen Jianxue saw a flash of white light. He didn't know when he came to a green grassland, but he turned into a chubby white tiger with stripes.
The cloud also followed, and this time it turned into the shape of a thick hand, brushing her from top to bottom, front to back several times, making her whole body warm and soft as if falling into the clouds.
.
She listened to the instructions of the clouds, rolled over and over on the turf, and dozed off again.
Occasionally I opened my eyes and saw a familiar face faintly appearing in the clouds.
After careful identification, it turns out that hidden in the clouds is the handsome face of Jinyang cook Wuma.
Yuwen Jianxue immediately blushed with embarrassment. She was lying on her back and was shaking, but she turned over and tried to escape.
Yun Hua's hand came and touched her back again. Her body immediately softened and she collapsed on the ground, unable to exert any strength or move.
"never mind,"
Yuwen Jianxue thought to himself, "Anyway, it was in a dream. Anyway, I am a big white tiger. Anyway, he doesn't know. He just thinks that he came to serve me today to make up for the gains he made that day. I heard the master force me to punish myself with bad words."
sin."
Thinking about this, I immediately lost my shame. I lay lazily on the turf, turning over and over as the clouds played with me. I lay on my back, sideways and vertically. It was so comfortable that I felt like I was in a dream.
sleep.
She didn't know how long it took, but she suddenly woke up. She was still lying on the grass in the form of a white tiger. The cloud hand she had seen before was no longer visible, and the comfortable touch was also gone.
It was replaced by the messy smell in my own body.
She carefully checked internally and found that a hot breath had sneaked into her body at some point and was slowly sliding inside her stomach, while her original cold breath was driven around by it.
"Is it possible that the cloud hand got into the stomach?"
Yuwen Jianxue didn't have time to think too much and quickly tried to use the method to calm down the messy aura in her body.
But those ice breaths were flowing in no order. She tried her best to control only two or three of them. When she wanted to control others, the previous two or three slipped away again.
She wanted to drive the hot breath out of her body, but her magic power instantly melted inside and refused to control her.
Seeing that these breaths were flowing more quickly and violently, Yuwen Jianxue felt as if her body was being stretched open little by little. Her body blocked the flow of breath, but the breath pierced her skin like a rain of swords.
As long as a hole is punctured, the breath will burst out instantly, and Yuwen Jianxue will die.
"The bones of my relatives are not yet cold, and even the faint king is not dead. How could I... be able to fall here..."
Yuwen Jianxue was 100% alert and endured the severe pain without letting out a breath.
But doing this is just a temporary measure, and there will always be times when it cannot be sustained.
Yuwen Jianxue wanted to ask for help from her master.
The master lives in a courtyard not far away, but at this moment she cannot move at all, nor can she open her mouth to speak. She will be discouraged and will explode to death if she speaks.
Seeing that the breath was getting stronger and stronger, and the pain was getting stronger and stronger, Yuwen Jianxue had already figured out that his only way to survive was to simply open a big hole and let out all the turbulent breath.
I was thinking whether I should chop off my left arm, break my right arm, or dig a big hole in the middle of my lower abdomen and let out all the bad breath like a fart.
A soft feeling touched her body again - the same cloud that brushed her body before came again, and once again turned into a dexterous hand, reaching into her body and looking at the flowing breath.
, I grabbed them one by one with great patience, smoothed them out, and gradually formed them into a circle.
One side of the coiled breath continues to bend, and the other side gradually becomes straightened. The breath gradually becomes solid, and seems to be moving towards something with a specific shape.
Yuwen Jianxue was really stunned. She also forgot that her family was still in extreme danger before. She didn't care about regulating her own aura, so she watched the aura in Yun's hand stabilize little by little, and finally condensed into a
A handful——
"Snow Moon Bow?"
Yuwen Jianxue rubbed his eyes, and that was indeed what was written on Gong.
Immediately afterwards, the cloud hand scooped up the hot breath deposited in the lower part of her body, grabbed the nameless sword that was floating aside, and put it together, fiddling with it again and again, and some of them actually put the sword and
The hot breath coiled into a red-hot arrow.
"This...am I dreaming?"
Yuwen Jianxue woke up completely and got up from the hard bed, holding the bow in one hand and the arrow in the other.
Looking at his own sea of consciousness, the nameless sword that was originally floating has disappeared.
"This is bad."
How can she still be the revenge heroine when her sword is gone?
Are you going to change your name?
…
"Scorching Moon Arrow?"
In the temporary laboratory, Wu Ma looked at the small characters on the base of the arrow and murmured.