After Yu Qingchen returned to the Black Dragon Hall from the Qiankun Hall.
Ning Sirou breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yu Qingchen returning safely.
Yu Qingchen stepped forward.
"Are you worried about me, girl?"
Ning Sirou: I’m worried about you, Black Wind Thunder Egg.
Yu Qingchen sat down.
Looking at Ning Sirou who was lost in thought.
Ning Sirou exclaimed as she reached out and pulled.
When she came to her senses, she was already lying in Yu Qingchen's arms.
"Why are you shy, young lady?"
"Could it be that you are completely bewitched by this king?"
Ning Sirou rolled her eyes.
[Who taught this? Could it be the person who followed me?]
[I knew it, those guys don't look like good people, especially that woman.]
[Yes, they must have taught Qingchen a bad lesson.]
[Qing Chen used to be so well-behaved and obedient! ]
Just as Ning Sirou was constantly slandering in her heart, Yu Qingchen reached out and took off the veil.
Ning Sirou exclaimed, and suddenly thought that after Nirvana, the bloodline changed.
The waste blood in the body is discharged and the face has changed.
Yu Qingchen stretched out his hand and touched the smooth face.
A trace of spiritual power entered Ning Sirou's body.
My heart sank.
Sure enough, there were serious injuries inside the body.
The change in facial appearance may also be related to the martial arts.
When he was dreaming, he vaguely saw a black phoenix.
Phoenix Nirvana, this must be the secret of her survival.
But the injuries in his body have not yet recovered.
Yes, I am lucky to be alive.
Anyone who took action at that time must die.
Ning Sirou had a strange look on her face.
When she saw her own appearance, even she was shocked.
My appearance is surprisingly unattractive to this little pervert.
【Could it be that he likes that? 】
[Yes, that woman is very powerful.]
[Hey, that's not right. I'm his master.]
[However, his appearance has changed, and his spiritual energy is now depleted. Even if he survives, he won't be able to help him.]
[Forget it, let's not tell him. This is a critical moment. Even if I die, he won't be that sad.]
If I tell him that I'm her master, things will get complicated.
[But, do I have to be teased by this little pervert every day? ]
Ning Sirou reached out and knocked Yu Qingchen's hand away.
"The young lady is quite naughty."
Ning Sirou rolled her eyes.
Yu Qingchen hugged Ning Sirou and enjoyed this moment of peace.
He knew that there would be no such peaceful days from now on.
"By the way, what's the girl's name?"
Ning Sirou: Thank God, you are still a human being.
He kissed someone in the street, dragged them home, and now holds them in his arms without even asking their name.
"Purple."
Ning Sirou remembered Yu Qingchen saying that purple was the most charming color.
It just so happened that she was wearing purple clothes now.
“Nice name.”
"What's good about it?"
Yu Qingchen said seriously.
"Purple, the most pregnant scent."
Ning Sirou:???
I always feel like the two people are talking about different things.
Yu Qingchen looked into the distance in deep thought, then looked down and saw that Ning Sirou in his arms had fallen asleep.
There was fatigue between his brows.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the beautiful face, and the mysterious mark in the middle of the forehead emitted a faint light.
Yu Qingchen picked up Ning Sirou and walked towards the palace.
After putting her on the bed, they discovered that there were blood scabs on Ning Sirou's calves and ankles.
Yu Qingchen pursed his lips slightly.
Fingers curled together.
Those blood clots continued to irritate Yu Qingchen's nerves.
Since waking up, he has been suppressing his emotions and murderous intent.
He hated himself for being weak and unable to protect her.
He hated her for being stupid.
She hated those who attacked her even more.
He didn't know what the scene was like or what kind of injuries she had suffered.
He had never experienced the pain of a burning soul.
But she tried everything for him.
He took out the ointment and carefully applied it on Ning Sirou's calves and ankles.
With a flick of his finger, the World Tree entered Ning Sirou's body.
The vitality that emerged continued to nourish Ning Sirou.
"Qingchen."
Ning Sirou murmured softly.
Yu Qingchen grabbed Ning Sirou's hand and placed his slender fingers on Ning Sirou's forehead.
"Sleep, sleep, everything will be fine."
The next day, when Ning Sirou woke up, she did not see Yu Qingchen.
Hu Qianjing sat by the bed and stared at her.
Looking at Ning Sirou's face.
Hu Qianjing had a feeling.
Holding Ning Sirou, he left this place.
She was startled by the thought of her own appearance.
"what you do?"
Ning Sirou said in a cold voice.
Fox Qianjing: You don’t treat His Highness like this.
Since you are so beautiful, I won't argue with you.
Such a beautiful woman, it’s a pity that there is no spiritual energy fluctuation in her body.
"Let me take good care of you while your highness is away."
Ning Sirou nodded, stretched, and stood up.
I accidentally noticed that the blood scabs on my legs and ankles had disappeared.
There was a smile in his eyes.
The young apprentice is quite thoughtful.
I just don’t know what will happen if he finds out one day that I am her master?
Hu Qianjing looked at Ning Sirou who burst out laughing, confused.
Finally, we came to the conclusion that this woman was sick, and her illness was not mild.
In the Qiankun Hall at this time.
Emperor Yu looked down at the people in the palace.
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