Xiao Jinglan grabbed Feng Wuyou's hand: "Nothing happens."

"If you say it's okay, it's okay?"

Feng Wuyou glared at him.

Is he a doctor?

Is there anything wrong? She, the doctor, will only count it.

Xiao Jinglan stared at her: "You have treated me, you forgot."

"When will I give it to you..." Mu Suixin was halfway through her words, and when she saw Xiao Jinglan laughing on her lips, she suddenly realized.

He pinched Xiao Jinglan's arm with his backhand.

"Xiao Jinglan, you will die if you don't act like a hooligan for a day, right?"

These days he has been pulling her in the room to make a comeback, which is the same as her treatment of his Lingquan symptoms.

The implication is that he is fine when he goes to Lingquan because she helps him consolidate the efficacy every night.

Little Phoenix is ​​not an ordinary woman, and her kung fu is not much worse than his. It is impossible for her hands to lose strength.

But every time I pinched him, it was soft and didn't hurt at all.

Xiao Jinglan smiled and bent his eyes, holding Feng Wuyou's hand: "I'll just play with you."

"Can I still have the honor?"

Feng Wuyou didn't take his tricks.

Xiao Jinglan immediately shook his head: "Where is it, I'm very honored."

Feng Wuyou was useless to take the man and pushed him: "Sit down there."

Xiao Jinglan sat on a big rock. Feng Wuyou just sat on the other side of the fire. Now that he has come, he is too lazy to go back.

"Need not."

Xiao Jinglan pulled Feng Wuyou with force, and Feng Wuyou immediately fell into his arms.

Xiao Jinglan hugged Feng Wuyou on his lap and chuckled: "It's warm here."

Feng Wuyou glanced at him, but also sat down in his arms.

This is her husband, and it is normal to be hugged by him.

"You just said intolerant."

Feng Wuyou picked up the topic just now.

Xiao Jinglan nodded: "I have also thought about the past few days why among so many people, my symptoms are particularly serious."

"What did you come up with?"

"Probably, it's because I'm too strong."

Feng Wuyou:...They are clearly discussing why Xiao Jinglan is so sick. How did this man come to this conclusion?

Xiao Jinglan didn't care about Feng Wuyou's expression. While holding her little hand and playing with her, he explained softly: "You must have discovered that the so-called spiritual spring body is actually a way for people to gain recognition from this continent by soaking the spiritual spring water.

There seems to be something in this continent that makes him only accept people who have the same aura as him."

Feng Wuyou nodded, putting aside the man's narcissism, these words were right.

"The function of Lingquan Mu's body should be to wash away the aura from other places on the outsiders and transform them into the wilderness continent."

"I guess even if you don't have Lingquan Mu's body, you can still change your life here and eat what you eat."

"But...those things are entrances, and the outsiders' stomachs may not be able to accept them, so the transformation process often fails and turns into death."

"But the Lingquan water is different. There should be some substances in the Lingquan water that can gently change the aura of outsiders, so that people can adapt to this place."

Feng Wuyou also thought about what Xiao Jinglan said, and she was the same as Xiao Jinglan thought.

"Then what?

Lord Yan Huang, who is the most sick, how did you come to the conclusion that you are too strong?"

Feng Wuyou pointed at his chest and made fun of it without hesitation.

Xiao Jinglan asked without any annoyance: "The so-called breath of the foreign continent is just a very false statement. Have you ever thought about what this breath is?"

Feng Wuyou was stunned.

Xiao Jinglan chuckled: "You also practice martial arts. You should know that breathing is the most important method. Through breathing, we will eventually practice the external abilities into our internal strength.

In other words, can our kung fu and internal strength be explained as the thing that has the most external continental aura in us?"

Feng Wuyou fell into a thoughtful look.

She had never thought about this.

"Think about it again, did Cheng Zhijie say that ordinary soldiers often have no symptoms after being munched. However, how many days does some people with high martial arts often have to suffer?"

Cheng Zhijie did say that she asked why, but Cheng Zhijie only knew how to smile at her, so she didn't ask at all.

But now... Feng Wuyou looked at Xiao Jinglan and saw his arrogant and casual expression: "Now, I say it's because I'm too strong, Little Phoenix, what questions do you have?"

Because he is too strong, the wilderness rejects him the most.

Because he is too strong, the process of Lingquan's desire to transform his breath is the most intense.

It is manifested in the outside world, so it is naturally the most ill.

Even because he was too strong, the aura in his body was unwilling to be transformed at will, so the two forces fought fiercely in his body, which almost killed him.

Xiao Jinglan's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and Feng Wuyou has never seen the limit of his martial arts skills.

These four words are just adjectives, but when they arrived in the wilderness, they were verified by Lingquan Water once.

Feng Wuyou sighed.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Jinglan couldn't see Feng Wuyou looking a little unhappy.

Feng Wuyou stared at him: "Master, how did you say that such a shameful thing is proud of you?"

Xiao Jinglan:... His expression of satisfaction faded away, and he was extremely helpless.

"Little Phoenix, is it so difficult to worship your husband?"

What he said was clearly the truth, but because he was too strong, he suffered an unintentional disaster.

Feng Wuyou buried her head in Xiao Jinglan's arms and smiled so hard that her body was shaking: "Yes, yes, my husband is the most powerful and the strongest."

"I think I'm very strong, too."

Xiao Jinglan repeated a sentence, meaningful.

Feng Wuyou was about to agree, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with the word.

"Xiao Jinglan, are you playing hooligan again?"

"Madam, the Buddha saw that sentient beings are Buddhas."

Xiao Jinglan looked at her with a smile.

Next sentence, sentient beings see Buddha as sentient beings.

The implication is that she is playing a hooligan in her heart, so she looks like a hooligan in her eyes.

"I want to see how many you have!"

Feng Wuyou grabbed his finger and bit it.

Hiss... Xiao Jinglan's body suddenly tensed and he held her waist with one hand.

Feng Wuyou looked at him proudly, and when Feng Wuyou was condoms for her to coax her to pay the tuition that day, Feng Wuyou discovered it.

She was taking advantage of her the previous second, and she took a bite, and the next second he suddenly became serious.

I'm afraid it's not that I want to be serious, but... I can't hold it anymore.

Xiao Jinglan's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse: "Do you think it's too cold here and I can't bear to let you get frozen?"

Feng Wuyou raised his eyebrows and looked innocent: "No, I just want to see if the Buddha nature of Great Master Xiao is firm."

"Little Phoenix, there are some things you can do without taking off your clothes...."

Feng Wuyou found that the force of his holding her waist was getting heavier and he was also carrying his body in.

She breathed in a mess and hurriedly pushed him: "Xiao Jinglan, don't do anything randomly!"

Xiao Jinglan pressed against her forehead, and his voice was filled with enthusiasm: "Little Phoenix, I have gained skills and I know how to find my weakness."

"It's getting late, why don't we go back, haha..." Feng Wuyou laughed dryly, not even daring to look at him.

She suspected that this man could really turn what he said into practice.

In this kind of thing, this man has always had many things, and even on the dragon throne in the Golden Palace, they... Feng Wuyou's face turned red.

They were all taken by him, and even she began to think about some unhealthy things.
To be continued...