The Little Matchmaker of the Fox Demon: The Master of Tushan

"Stinky boy, don't get cheap and sell well." Jian Lingwan smiled.

Bai Qiye pouted, using qi and blood to try to impact the divine court, the blue light floating on the acupuncture points was shocked, and the soft brilliance emitted wrapped the divine soul, and the whole body was comfortable.

"Ah~ Is this the secret of the word?" The young man was in a soft light, and he couldn't help but moan out, his heart was shrouded in Jianmu's divine spiritual power, and he was inexplicably attracted and rushed through the great vein to merge into the divine court.

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Tu Shanrongrong dragged the blood-clad boy and resisted it on his shoulder, not caring that this dirty blood stained his clothes, and threw it into the large basin of the medicinal liquid.

The young man's eyebrows were starry, and he fell asleep peacefully.

Tu Shan raised his eyebrows, always feeling that handsome face, with a bad smile at the corner of his mouth.

The girl in the green dress roughly grabbed the young man's collar, only listening to the "snort", the already tattered Tushan style overalls cracked in response, and felt more than ten pills of different colors from her arms, pinched them all by her fingertips, and sprinkled them into the basin.

The crystal clear bitter sap instantly changed color, and the whole body was translucent. The girl pinched the trick, triggered the power of the earth vein, and a pure green demon force instantly gathered in the basin.

The medicinal liquid continues to heat up, rising up a mist, filled with rich green life. On the young man's firm chest, those shocking scars greedily absorbed the demon power...

Tu Shanrongrong nodded with satisfaction, noted the combination and matching between the pills, and after a moment blushed shyly, his hands tightened, and he probed into the medicinal liquid.

A pair of torn pants was casually thrown on the ground.

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The girl walked to the edge of the bed, picked up the unconscious red clothes, gently put them into the medicine basin on the side, and sprinkled all kinds of elixir treasures, and the rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire cabin.

After dipping the handkerchief in water and carefully wiping the blood stains on her face, Tu Shanrongrong gently removed the dress on her sister and tried the water temperature just right.

The girl's eyebrows stretched lightly, and she smiled, as if she was happy that she could finally take care of her sister once, and pulled the door and left.

In an instant, there were only two steaming medicine pots in the room, and a sleeping pair of men and women.

Tu Shanrong looked at a long sky, took a deep breath, and transformed into the appearance of a little fox girl in white, but those eyes, no longer as warm as in Fang Cai's house, were all slaughtered.

She wants to go out on patrol in micro-clothes.

After a few blinks, he covered up the fierce momentum, and his eyes showed clear stupidity.

Just like Tu Shan Rongrong, who has always been witty, she couldn't figure out why she chose to treat a Terran teenager in the first place, and this question about order entangled her for a long time.

"Bai Qiye is too badly injured! If you don't save it, it's possible..."

"Bai Qiye, in fact, people are not bad,

isn't it!"

.........

"Aunt, are you saying that [Character Secret] can also be used to save others?"

Bai Qiye said excitedly.

"Yes!"

The boy opened his eyes, and a tearing pain came out of his body, striking his brain sharply. The imprint in the divine court was blue and shining, and the healing power traveled around the body, constantly diluting the pain.

Is this why the Sword Spirit didn't let me wake up in time? The word secret is worthy of being an ancient holy art, after all, it is an ancient existence that has been passed down since mythology.

Bai Qiye once felt that such a divine effect, Tu Shanrongrong's healing power was instantly thrown seven or eight streets. Holding the [Person] word secret, it can be called a mobile blood fountain, as long as it is not beheaded like Chuan Ying, it is only a matter of time before the blood bar recovers!

On the other hand, thinking about it, Chuan Ying's existence, holding the word secret, is still beheaded, which shows the horror of the enemy's strength, and what a heavenly Jedi level his cultivation should be.

But in this way, after practicing the secret method given by Chuan Ying, I always felt that I owed the headless horseman something! There is some inexplicable guilt in his heart, could it be to help him find his head in the future? Touching his neck, the teenager shook his head suddenly, shake off this unrealistic fantasy, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it in this life! Chuan Ying, don't blame me.

After Bai Qiye looked around, he found that this was an antique bedroom with simple furnishings.

and another medicine basin with water vapor, through the medicine mist, I saw a long swan jade neck, the skin was moist, and the perfect jaw outlined a beautiful side face.

Sister Red Hong? A wisp of blue mana lingered in his fingers.

Bai Qiye pinched his feet, and instantly squatted down, causing countless splashes and falling to the ground,

because he found that he was stripped of his essence without a wisp.

Looking down at the outside of the basin, I found that the torn top and pants, the pants that crossed that day were even more pitiful, torn and tattered.

What a hatred, what a grudge? Somewhat excessive!

Wait a minute! Could it be that Boss Rong took care of me? This familiar elixir breath.

After all, Tu Shan Honghong was lying in the medicine basin not far away, and he was obviously sleeping motionlessly.

Tushan Susu? It shouldn't be her! Then it can only be Tu Shan Rongrong.

Bai Qiye picked up the "clothes" on the ground, made a low-cut bandeau in a burst of clusters, wrapped it around his body, and walked out of the bathtub.

The ground was wet and slippery, and Bai Qiye squatted and walked to the opposite side.

The fingers pressed against the outer wall of the bathtub, and the Qingbi Secret Technique passed through the wooden basin and dissolved in the medicinal liquid.

Sniffing the light and elegant body fragrance on the red-clothed body, the young man's face instantly turned red, and his breathing became compact. After a short while, the somewhat sickly pretty face gradually turned red, and the cyan blood vessels that were faintly visible on the neck beeped.

It's almost there!

The boy picked up his clothes, stepped on the barefootboard, and tiptoed away.

After closing the door, I don't know how long it took, the woman's curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

Not far from the bottom of the bed, lay a standard badge sewn onto the placket.

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On the way back, Bai Qiye couldn't stop the doubts in his heart.

"Aunt? Why did Chuan Ying give me such a secret treasure, and what is it to leave two copies of jade Jane? In

the sea of knowledge, the tall woman slowly spoke:

"Chuan Ying, it seems that I saw him from you!" He was willing to give the nine secrets away, on the one hand, he was willing to believe in the vision of the Great Emperor!

"The matter of Jade Jane should also put an end to this matter!"

"Then why? When Sister Hong Hong made a move to block, the headless knight in the charging state just pulled her away and did not kill her. Bai

Qiye remembered clearly that the invincible posture of the knight's charge was no different from the way of trapping, and an unpretentious stab was enough to take the enemy's life. Tu Shan Honghong had already fallen down the Demon Emperor Realm, and that blow could not be parried no matter what!

"This is Chuan Ying! I don't know what he experienced at the end of the era, but he always had a trace of kindness in his heart in the face of the weaker.

"Aunt, if I face Shangchuan Ying again, if you say that I simply lie on the ground and pretend to die, will he let me die?"

"Nope! Chuan Ying can't see this kind of soft bone thing the most. "