I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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An Bulang began to treat Ji Yinyin.

Ji Yinyin's injuries were serious, mainly in the bones and internal organs.

Of course, this injury is very serious to ordinary people, but in An Bulang's eyes, it is still a trivial matter.

An Bulang...I...will I die? Ji Yinyin opened her eyes and said angrily, I know my own body, it's getting weaker and weaker, tell me honestly, am I going to die soon? I can't...

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin on the bed speechlessly: I didn't say anything, and you sentenced yourself to death?

Ji Yinyin grabbed An Bulang's sleeve, and squeezed out an ugly smile on her ugly face: An Bulang, thank you, thank you for standing up for me, I never thought that there would be a man who could To provoke a giant like Yun Jianzong for me...

You are my hero!

Ji Yinyin looked at An Bulang foolishly, and said affectionately, An Bulang, I like you!!

Boom!

An Bulang trembled.

He was actually confessed...

An Bulang looked at the shy girl on the bed, her face was blue and black, teasing like a star, her eyes, one big and one small, were shining brightly, her crooked mouth was tightly pursed, and she just looked at herself affectionately.

The first time I was confessed, was it taken away by her?

Yes... who gave you the courage... An Bulang's hands trembled a little.

It's the courage that death gave me. I'm going to die anyway, so I can't hold back my words. The girl stared at An Bulang, and said word by word, I, Ji Yinyin, only love you, An Bulang, in this life!!

Hiss... An Bulang's scalp tingled.

After he came down to earth, he had never loved anyone, but this time, he was really shocked.

Cough, cough, cough... Ji Yinyin seemed to be overly emotional, she coughed violently, curled up suddenly, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, An Bulang immediately cast a healing spell to heal the injuries in her body.

I'm about to die, but I have a wish that I haven't had time to realize... Ji Yinyin said with difficulty.

What wish? An Bulang asked casually.

My first kiss is still there, and I want to dedicate it to you. Ji Yinyin said.

An Bulang glanced at his crooked and pale lips, and couldn't help but said: I have done so much for you, is this how you repay your kindness?

Ji Yinyin's eyes were wet.

An Bulang! I've made pig's knuckle soup! Ji Hongxue rushed in with a bowl of soup.

An Bulang stood up silently: It's hopeless, wait for death, and leave.

pat...

The porcelain bowl is cracked.

The pig's knuckle soup was spilled all over the floor.

In the end, after Ji Hongxue begged bitterly and Ji Yinyin said that she might be able to save her, An Bulang finally agreed to try again, on the condition that Ji Yinyin shut up.

Ji Hongxue readily accepted An Bulang's conditions, fearing that Ji Yinyin might make a mistake, she even stuffed Ji Yinyin's mouth with a towel.

Ji Yinyin uttered a woo woo woo sound the whole time, like a girl who has been miserably persecuted.

An Bulang felt a pain in her head, what the hell was being persecuted, it was obviously Lao Tzu who was saving her! How bad it is to make such a sound and be misunderstood!

Green fluorescence formed on An Bulang's fingertips, and lightly tapped on the opponent's lower abdomen, a burst of energy containing a strong healing power began to blend into the opponent's body, turning into fine surgical lines. Ji Yinyin repaired her broken internal organs.

This is the high-level healing technique that An Bulang can perform at present. Thousand threads of spring hands can turn aura into countless thin threads of spiritual power to repair damaged places in the body, and release the energy that makes cells extremely active and divide, accelerating wounds heal.

Although Ji Hongxue didn't know what happened, she could feel that Ji Yinyin's energy and blood began to fill up, and the painful look on her face gradually eased. In her opinion, the almost hopeless injury was really brought back to life in the hands of An Bulang!

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

But suddenly, An Bulang felt something strange in Ji Yinyin's body.

A strange hot current was colliding with his thin thread of aura.

He was about to use all his strength to maintain the stability of the thin thread of spiritual energy, but in the other direction, a sudden cold force froze the thin thread of his spiritual energy, making his thin thread of spiritual energy sluggish, and then the heat flow melted the thin thread of his spiritual energy .

An Bulang gasped, with an unbelievable look on his face.

What's wrong? Seeing An Bulang's expression changed, Ji Hongxue became worried.

It's okay, I still don't believe it anymore, I can't cure you little rascal! An Bulang showed a fierce look on his face.

Ji Yinyin: Woooooh...

Ji Hongxue: ...

Is the style of painting a bit wrong?

Boom!

The terrifying momentum exploded.

An Bulang used all his strength to condense the Thousand Silk Spring Hands, which turned into thousands of thin threads of spiritual energy, and entered Ji Yinyin's body.

Heat and cold strike again.

But this time, the thin line of An Bulang's spiritual energy is a hundred times harder than before, and it is still strong after thousands of blows, letting the wind from east to west!

After half an hour.

An Bulang leaned against the bed panting.

Ji Hongxue stretched out her white and tender hands to put on his shoulders, and kneaded them vigorously.

Ji Yinyin has really fully recovered? Ji Hongxue asked again with some disbelief.

An Bulang pointed to Ji Yinyin who looked comfortable and grateful: Does she look like a seriously injured person now?

I have repaired the broken internal organs and broken bones with fine threads of spiritual energy, and stimulated the activity of the cells in her body. After that, she will be able to fully recover within ten days after eating and sleeping well!

Ji Yinyin sat up and rushed towards An Bulang: Brother Bulang, let me help you squeeze!

I don't want it, go away! An Bulang was terrified by Ji Yinyin's initiative, and threw himself into Ji Hongxue's arms.

Ann! No! Lang! Don't go too far!

Ji Hongxue was massaging when An Bulang's head suddenly jumped in front of her, and there was no way to hide.

An Bulang quickly shrank his head.

Ji Yinyin shyly said: Brother Bulang, without you, Yinyin would probably be dead by now. Yinyin can't repay your great kindness, and Yinyin will be your brother Bulang from now on...

Hiss... An Bulang gasped.

Ji Hongxue stopped massaging An Bulang even more, her small mouth opened wide enough to stuff an entire apple.

Is this a personal promise? !

Although she knew that her younger sister had a stronger personality, she dared to act. But I really didn't expect that she really dared to say it...

This time, it wasn't just An Bulang who thought of that word.

Ji Hongxue also thought of it.

That word is: repay kindness with hatred.

I know I'm ugly... You'll be ashamed if you take me out... Ji Yinyin bit her lower lip tightly, the inferiority and sadness in her eyes flashed, she still insisted stubbornly, Yinyin can wear a mask! That way No one said I was ugly!

An Bulang was silent.

Ji Hongxue thought that An Bulang would be angry, and was about to speak to ease the atmosphere.

An Bulang said suddenly: Do you really want to follow me?

Ji Yinyin nodded seriously.

Why? An Bulang asked again.

Among all the people I know, except for sister Hongxue, you are the only one who doesn't think I'm ugly. Ji Yinyin said.

No, I don't like it. An Bulang said solemnly.

Ji Yinyin: ...

Ji Hongxue: ...

Ji Yinyin took a deep breath and said with an ugly smile: But I know you don't hate me, because of the living environment, I actually have a very strong perception of the hidden emotions of the people around me.

I know that your eyes are always clear when you look at me. You will smile sincerely when you chat with me in the teahouse, you will be angry when you see me being beaten, and you will feel sorry for me when you hug me when I was injured...

The most important thing is, I know I like you, An Bulang!

The extremely ugly fifth princess once again made a bold confession.

Ji Hongxue was dumbfounded.

An Bulang took a deep look at Ji Yinyin: I see.

I know I'm ugly. I can wear a mask. I don't need you to do anything for me. I'll just be your maid by your side. I can cook, I can do laundry, I can massage, beat my back, and wash my feet. ... Ji Yinyin kept talking, stubbornly fighting for that glimmer of hope, but her lips were suddenly held down by a finger.

Okay, don't emphasize that you are ugly, I won't accept an ugly monster as a maid. An Bulang said.

Ji Yinyin stared blankly at An Bulang, tears streaming down her eyes.

An Bulang looked directly at Ji Yinyin: But I can make you beautiful, do you want to be beautiful?

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