Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

Whoosh! Suddenly, Wang Feng's figure appeared again, and the position was very awkward, falling squarely into Jiang Hanxi's arms.

Jiang Hanxi instinctively wanted to run away, but after taking a closer look, she quickly reached out and hugged Wang Feng, regardless of the blood on Wang Feng's body.

Jiang Hanxi felt a tremor in her heart when she looked at Wang Feng, whose arms were covered in blood and whose face was marked with a ghost mask.

His... face!

Jiang Hanxi's eyes under the white gauze bamboo hat stared blankly at Wang Feng's face, and the more he looked at it, the more worried he became.

Is it because he is disfigured that he doesn’t want to find me again?

I have to say that if Wang Feng knew about it, he might give Jiang Hanxi a thumbs up on the spot. She was really good at figuring things out.

"What a sin~..."

"Han, Hanxi...cough cough cough! Take...me away..."

These were the last two sentences Wang Feng said. In the second sentence, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which seemed weak.

His voice had already returned to its original tone and color, and he was vomiting blood. How could he still maintain the voice-changing technique?

At this moment, he just wanted to show off and let his wife handle it completely. Jiang Hanxi must have known who he was.

Indeed, there is a very familiar bracelet pattern on the wrist and a familiar voice.

And that Han Xi, except for the three Supreme Elders and Wang Feng, no one knew her real name.

At this moment, Jiang Hanxi's expression could not be seen clearly under the white gauze bamboo hat, but the hands holding Wang Feng could not stop trembling.

"Here comes another one, bah! Come on together! Kill them!"

The monk who chased out saw that he was about to kill one, but another one appeared, and he spat angrily.

"Wait a moment..."

Jiang Hanxi's voice softened a lot, and he gently laid Wang Feng flat on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the body shot forward, and on the way, a cold sword appeared in Jiang Hanxi's hand.

Wang Feng raised his head slightly, biting his tongue and watching Jiang Hanxi fight with them.

It seems that Jiang Hanxi has endless methods and magic weapons.

It wasn't until the last sword wiped out the last monk on the second level of the Po Yuan Realm that Wang Feng finally grinned, and he smiled wildly.

"Xiaolong, I don't need you anymore, your mother is here..."

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking to Xiaolong in his heart, he gradually felt dizzy. He stopped insisting and lay down peacefully.

If Jiang Hanxi couldn't take him away safely, the worst he could do was die, and he was used to it anyway.

...

Time passed day by day, and the battles in the secret realm continued, but it did not affect the three people in the cave on the cliff at all.

At this moment, Wang Feng was lying flat on a flat stone, with a large soft cloth under his body.

The blood stains on his body have long been cleaned up, and the appearance of his face has been revealed.

Jiang Hanxi felt uncomfortable every time he saw it.

She didn't understand what Wang Feng was doing to become like this.

What she didn't notice was that the hot stamp of the Ghost Lie mask on Wang Feng's face was exactly the same as the actual Ghost Lie mask she saw at the entrance to the secret realm.

It's just that Wang Feng burned it on his face this time, as if he was cursed, like an evil ghost.

Wang Feng's consciousness gradually began to return, as if he had just woken up.

The moment I returned to consciousness, I felt that every part of my body, except for Kun Kun, who was under special protection, was in pain!

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm towel cover his face and wiped it gently.

And he felt as if there was a mass of something on his chest to heal his wounds, and his whole body felt warm.

Wang Feng thought about it with his buttocks and knew who was on his chest and wiping his face.

After the towel finished wiping his face, there was a rumbling sound of water, as if the water on the towel was being wrung out.

Wang Feng instinctively wanted to raise his eyelids, but his eyes seemed to be stuck, and they were trembling wildly, and he couldn't open them.

Open it!

Wang Feng is going crazy. He just wants to see what Jiang Hanxi looks like at this moment. Can't he satisfy such a small request?

At this time, a warm tender hand gently covered Wang Feng's eyes. The warmth made Wang Feng feel relaxed.

"Be good~, don't move."

Jiang Hanxi's voice was very soft, so soft that it didn't sound like Jiang Hanxi himself, as if he was coaxing a child.

And as if she was afraid that Wang Feng wouldn't hear, she leaned into his ear to speak, while her warm palms gently placed on Wang Feng's eyes.

This made Wang Feng feel itchy, especially the feeling of Jiang Hanxi's warm words in his ear. It was really uncomfortable.

In fact, there was nothing Jiang Hanxi could do, Wang Feng was always like this these days.

Only when she coaxed him softly like this could Wang Feng slowly calm down.

Even Jiang Hanxi now thinks that Wang Feng hasn't woken up yet. This is just the same subconscious discomfort as those days.

At this time, feeling the comfort of being covered on his eyes, Wang Feng gradually relaxed, and then there was no more movement.

After a long time, the warm palms on his eyes finally relaxed slightly, and Wang Feng suddenly wanted to stand up with a struggle.

But after exerting all his strength, his skin could only tremble slightly.

Jiang Hanxi saw Wang Feng's ferocious face tighten slightly, thinking that Wang Feng was in pain again.

He quickly took out some top-grade spiritual source, opened his lips and poured it in. Wang Feng knew his physical condition and wanted to swallow it.

But his mind wanted to swallow, but his throat wouldn't allow it, and his Adam's apple couldn't even move as he wished.

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly felt that his lips were blocked by something soft.

Immediately afterwards, a breath of warm gas blew in.

Gudu~

With this powerful blowing aid, Wang Feng's throat also rolled, and the top-quality spiritual source in his mouth also swallowed with a slurp.

Me, me, damn! !

Open your eyes! I want to open my eyes! !

Wang Feng was going crazy, his eyes were trembling crazily, and his body seemed to feel his powerful obsession.

In an instant, his eyes finally opened.

Although my eyes had been closed for a long time, my vision was blurry as I had not yet adapted to the light when I opened them.

But at least it allowed Wang Feng to see it.

At this moment, Jiang Hanxi hadn't noticed that Wang Feng had opened his eyes and looked at her blankly.

He was still holding Wang Feng's chin, concentrating on controlling the size of his exhalation to prevent Wang Feng from choking, as if practice made perfect.

In the past few dozen days, Jiang Hanxi found that Wang Feng's face tensed up whenever he felt pain, and he couldn't swallow the pills he was given.

In the end, I had no choice but to add Lingyuan and her... lips.

She hasn't been feeding me like this since I got hurt, right?

And the blood on my body, she washed it! ?

Then wouldn’t it mean that my whole body was exposed to her? ?

Feeling the wonderful feeling on his mouth, Wang Feng suddenly had several thoughts in his mind, and even he was shocked.

From his perspective, he could only see Jiang Hanxi's fair and beautiful profile.

But he didn't feel any shyness at all, as if he was already used to feeding Wang Feng like this.

Jiang Hanxi seemed to feel that Wang Feng had swallowed, so she raised her head slightly and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of Wang Feng's lips.

When she was about to wipe the corners of her lips, her eyes glanced slightly and she was stunned for a moment.

The two of them looked at each other like bastards and green beans...