The moment before his fingertips reached, Fu Chen's Yun Yu sword was placed on her neck.

Zhao Yue glanced at the long sword with a cold light, then looked at Fu Chen with a smug smile in front of him, and raised his eyebrows high.

"Yuezun, I've given up." His tone was cold, but he had the tone of a winner.

But the woman in front of her was unmoved at all, stretched out a finger and pointed to the leg that was half-kneeling.

Fu Chen had a vague premonition in his heart. He slowly lowered his head and saw traces of the immortal rope on his foot.

When I raised my eyes again, I saw Zhaoyue's mouth grinning to the corner of her eyes.

Has it been!

Within a breath, the bundle of immortal rope was squeezing, and one of his legs was hung upside down on the beam of the house.

"Well, it's still too naive." Zhao Yue hugged her chest with her hands, looking happily at the prince of the Heavenly Clan hanging upside down there.

"You woman! Let me down!" He waved Yun Yu's sword and roared left and right.

"I won't!" Zhao Yue said firmly, poured a sip of water from the side, and shook the letter in her hand.

The letter was about this woman named Lingmei.

Between the lines, Zhao Yue's guess was confirmed that Ling Mei was not Ling Mei, but another disciple of the sword fairy Luo Yao, Ling Mei.

This person has been missing for more than a thousand years. It is said that he fell from Qingyun Cliff and then his whereabouts are unknown.

After meeting this prince, things are really hard to do, and each one is very difficult.

She browsed and was a little stunned, but saw a drop of blood falling from the letter paper with a "knock" sound.

The blood stained the words in front of her. She raised her head in surprise and met Fu Chen's eyes. She saw him pursing his lips and said with some difficulty:

“…I’ve said it, the wound is cracked.”

Then don't look at her concerned appearance.

After retracting the rope of the immortal tie, Zhao Yue stretched out her arms and took the boy who fell steadily in his arms. Fu Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on her delicate jawline, and a blush gradually appeared on her face.

At this time, Zhao Yue didn't care much, threw the letter aside, and put Fu Chen in her arms on the bed anxiously.

The next second I reached out and wanted to take off his clothes again.

This scared Fu Chen, his face turned red, he shrank several times, and waved his hand to stop him:

"Hey hey! I'll do it myself!"

Seeing his inexplicably reserved appearance, Zhaoyue frowned and stepped on the bed, pushing him to the corner of the bed, while not stopping his hand: "It's not the first time I take off your clothes, what's so reserved!"

After that, she could not tolerate Fu Chen resisting, and she still wiped him out in a few seconds.

"What's wrong with you, a female fairy? You'll just take off your upper body if you hurt your back. Why do you always clean me up!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhaoyue grabbed his arms and legs by himself and turned him over.

"Hey, are you listening to me? Have you ever diagnosed men like this before? Do you just peel them up at any time? Hiss..."

Fu Chen's struggle was accompanied by his low moan, frozen in the air.

Seeing the boy in front of him becoming much more honest, Zhao Yue nodded with satisfaction.

The ointment was very cold on him. Unlike the last time, the medicine was extremely painful. He didn't bother to continue complaining about this rude woman. He bit the pillow in front of him and turned his head hard to take a look. He saw that the small purple bottle inlaid with golden patterns on Zhaoyue's hand looked very familiar, and the words "Extreme Moon Sect Secret Medicine" were clearly written.

At this moment, he finally understood why she buried her head in her arm that day when he applied medicine to Zhaoyue.

This ointment is like applying salt to the wound. No, just apply lime first and then salt!

"Ahhhh!" Finally, he couldn't help but yelled.

The sound was filled with the rainbow, and it was particularly abrupt in the middle of the night, which made half of the birds in the Medicine King Valley fly up.

Yun Xiaoxian, eight hundred meters away, was sitting on the platform, holding the teacup and was startled by the sudden roar. His hands shook and the water in the cup was spilled all over.

Zhao Yue, who was standing beside him, saw that he felt so painful, and the medicine hand became more intense. He dug up the boss and pressed it hard. He smiled very considerately and rubbed it back and forth several times.

Until the wound behind it healed so much that even a little scar could not be seen.

She covered the lid of the ointment with satisfaction, looked at Fu Chen lying on the bed, and was almost broken in pain, and smiled and said, "Who made you always think about attacking me. If you want to attack me, the wound will collapse, which is not good."

She slowly got up and rubbed her ears.

I couldn't help but complain that he was screaming so loudly that his ears were going to be deaf.

Afterwards, he pulled the quilt beside him and covered it with it.

"I, I, I want to kill you... I will kill you..." Fu Chen buried his head on the pillow and muttered weakly: "Kill you..."

"Yeah, the determination is great, come on."

After saying that, Zhao Yue patted his head twice and placed the small bottle of ointment next to his head: "Please hold it away, I'll give it to you. As long as it's not dead, you can save it with this thing."

Afterwards, she was in a very good mood and got into the quilt on the ground with satisfaction and blew out the candlelight beside her.

"I want to... kill you..."

Listening to the fact that Fu Chen was still muttering on the bed behind her, she fell asleep deeply.

When her eyes opened again, it was already dawn. She turned over and rubbed her eyes, vaguely feeling that something was around her was very warm and soft.

After slapping my hands for a long time, I faintly touched a soft fox ear.

Her heart skipped a beat, she widened her eyes and turned her head to the side, and she lies under the quilt and looks at her Fu Chen, who is right.

The eyes were full of disgust and glared at her hand holding her ears.

“Is it satisfying?”

Zhao Yue opened her mouth wide and looked at the guy in front of her with a dark face: "Didn't you sleep in bed honestly last night?"

“The bed is cold.”

I saw Fu Chen slowly get up and stretch his arms left and right. The wound behind him was gone, and it didn't hurt or itch.

He crawled out of the bed and walked to the screen to change his clothes, leaving Zhaoyue alone behind him.

"Aren't you... the heavenly clan extremely polite? Isn't it included the things like men and women not being able to kiss each other?" She was too shocked and reached out to rub her forehead.

"I am now a fox clan."

"The fox clan is also polite!"

She stared at the back of the screen with her eyes wide open, and she felt more and more that the prince was a hot potato and had done something inexplicable.

"It was Yue Zun who took off my clothes first." The voice was calm and did not seem to take her dissatisfied complaints seriously.

Zhao Yue pursed her lips: "I'm giving you medicine."

"You've snatched it several times."

"You... OK, I'll do it first, I apologize." She shook her head helplessly and prepared to get up.

I heard Fu Chen's voice accompanying his footsteps, walking from far to near.

"Apology? That won't work."

He stood in front of Zhaoyue, heroic and majestic, with an unknown smile on his cheeks, making Zhaoyue's back feel cold.

"I can't apologize, what should I do?" She murmured in her heart, thinking that the prince must be planning something bad again.

He bent down, and her appearance, her face, her figure, her doubts, and her confusion were reflected in his eyes.

All these feelings gathered together, leaving the glory of the four eyes in an instant, and she was the only one left in her eyes.

That woman with white hair and white clothes was so beautiful.

Fu Chen smiled faintly, and opened his cold lips: "You have to be responsible for me."

There was no joke or provocation in that words.

Zhao Yue's eyes swept countless times on his face, but he didn't find any joke. The boy was so serious, bent over and looked at the white-haired woman sitting on the ground. Everything around him seemed to disappear in each other's eyes.

The world paused silently at that moment.

Taking advantage of her shock, he was stunned. The corner of his mouth raised and Yun Yujian was unsheathed.

The sudden murderous aura pulled Zhao Yue back to his senses. He raised his hand and tied him up tightly, patted his chest and let out a fierce sigh, giving him a blank look: "Your acting is superb, I almost believed it!"

She leaned forward, leaned against Fu Chen's face, who was tied there, smiled, and turned to the screen to change her clothes.

Fu Chen finally let out a breath, and his mind was full of her dazed but extremely cute appearance just now. Her white hair was lightly hammered, her shoulders were faintly fragrant, and her extremely beautiful collarbone was revealed in her clothes on her chest, which was as poetic as a painting, which almost made him lose his mind.

Fortunately, there was a last bit of rationality, and at the most critical moment, I drew out the Yunyu sword.

His face turned red, and he replied with the sentence "I almost believed it" in his head, and snorted coldly.

Zhaoyue, when I was a teenager.

Why do you tease me now? I will give you a hundred times and a thousand times.

I have never been in a hurry to steal my heart, let’s take it slowly.

He raised his head and took a deep breath, fearing that the warm blood from his nose would flow down.

"Oh by the way, let me tell you the good news. The identity of Ling Mei, Santuchuan, wrote back and forth." Behind him, Zhao Yue's voice came from behind the screen, "Do you want to see?"
Chapter completed!