"I know your embarrassing words."

Han Feng reminded: "Your injury is quite serious, if you don't treat it properly, it may be difficult to recover."

Yin Fenggu's use of the Chiyan Sword is a top-grade spiritual treasure, and the damage caused is difficult to heal.

Before he came to Zhuge Yanran, he observed many injuries on his body.

Many white, tender and smooth skins were injured to varying degrees.

Han Feng has the law of life, which can quickly help Zhuge Yanran recover from his injuries.

No matter how strong Zhuge Yanran's personality is, she is still a woman.

Facing a man approaching, some resistance is understandable.

Even though she has a lot of affection for the man in front of her.

"Thank you leader for your kindness. I have quite a lot of ointment on my body, and I should be fine after applying it." Zhuge Yanran shyly refused.

"You really don't need to forget it. Pay attention to those wounds. Even if we are cultivators, if we are injured by the best Lingbao, even if we don't recover, we may leave scars."

Han Feng didn't continue to mess around, he really came to treat Zhuge Yanran.

Zhuge Yanran really didn't accept it, and she wouldn't ask too much.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Han Feng was about to leave, Zhuge Yanran spoke.

"I also ask the leader to help me, my burns are quite serious."

"You show me the burn, and I can treat it better."

"That... can you not show it?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. If you think it's not possible, I can cover my eyes."

"That's fine."

Zhuge Yanran is a beautiful woman after all, and she can't tolerate scars.

Han Feng covered her eyes with a white cloth, which made Zhuge Yanran relax a bit.

She carefully lifted her dress up quite a bit, exposing her white and slender thighs that were as white as a lotus root.

If there is no red spot on the thigh, it is like a delicate work of art.

These red spots were burns, and some of them were severely burned with scars.

There is still some transparent liquid on it, which should be the ointment that Zhuge Yanran has applied, and some leftover medicine residue.

Even though a lot of ointment was applied to the burned area, there was still no special recovery.

As Han Feng said, the injuries caused by the best Lingbao are not so easy to recover.

"It's fine now, you can help me heal." Zhuge Yanran's snow-white and pretty face was blushing.

"You seem to have forgotten that my eyes are covered with a white cloth, so I can't see anymore." Han Feng said embarrassingly.

"Sorry, I forgot, what should I do?"

"Just put my hand on the wound."

"Is that all right?"

"Okay!"

Zhuge Yanran took Han Feng's hand, her tender body couldn't help trembling twice.

She felt that something was wrong, and Han Feng closed his eyes, as if he was at a disadvantage.

Zhuge Yanran suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and placed Han Feng's hand on a burnt place.

It is smooth and delicate in the hand, just like touching a fine jade.

With a little force, you can experience the good elasticity on the top.

This good feel made Han Feng couldn't help touching it twice more.

Fortunately, his willpower was very strong, and he stopped soon.

"Is this the place?" Han Feng asked.

"It's exactly where you touched...no, where you put your hand."

Zhuge Yanran not only blushed pretty, but even her snow-white neck was red.

Han Feng understood what is enough to stop, he took his hand away after using the law of life.

As his hand was removed, the burn returned to its original state.

"It's really good!"

Zhuge Yanran couldn't believe it.

She touched it with her own hand, and it was just as it was before.

Han Feng then continued the treatment, and the burn on his thigh healed quickly.

During the treatment process, Zhuge Yanran discovered something was wrong.

That is, every time she wanted Han Feng to treat him, she had to hold Han Feng's hand once.

In the end, Zhuge Yanran asked the white cloth to be removed, anyway, they were almost touched, so it was nothing to look at.

After about half a stick of incense, Han Feng was cured of all his treatments.

The only thing left untreated is the shoulder, where the injury is still the worst.

Zhuge Yanran is wearing a dress, showing her shoulders will definitely make her happy.

"How about I change into a battle armor?"

"I think so."

During the treatment, Han Feng tried his best to control his thoughts.

There are many images of dual cultivation with Zhuge Yanran in his mind, and he will recall them accidentally.

In fact, Han Feng wanted to tell Zhuge Yanran that I have already seen all of your body.

I know you have a mole somewhere.

Zhuge Yanran doesn't need to hide it at all, it's better to meet directly and honestly.

But Han Feng won't say it, once he does, it will be difficult to control the situation.

"Get out!"

Zhuge Yanran said with a blushing face.

"I almost forgot."

Han Feng waited outside for a while, Zhuge Yanran changed her clothes.

A beautiful dress has been replaced with silver armor, this change does not weaken the original beauty, but adds a different flavor.

The purpose of the silver armor is to be suitable for battle, just like a slightly looser tights.

Zhuge Yanran's figure is the best among all the girls, and the devil's figure is even more bumpy on the battle armor.

The first impression of Han Feng is "female God of War", the description of these three words is very vivid.

Zhuge Yanran pulled down the silver armor's shoulder straps, revealing her delicate collarbone and perfect white jade arms.

Han Feng's angle is quite tricky, and some white meat can be seen.

He licked his dry lips, trying his best not to think anything wrong.

Finally, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart and used the law of life to heal it.

"Thank you so much, leader, the shoulder injury has recovered as before." Zhuge Yanran beamed with joy.

When she was about to talk to Han Feng, she found that Han Feng had disappeared.

"Strange! Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Zhuge Yanran showed doubts on her face.

But she soon discovered something was wrong, there was a silver cloth strip on the bed.

This silver cloth strip is for her to fight, because her body is too well developed, the thing on her chest hinders the fight.

Every time Zhuge Yanran wore silver armor, she would tie it with silver cloth strips.

I don't know if the relationship is not too tense today, but Zhuge Yanran forgot what he often does.

"This is a shame!"

Zhuge Yanran's face was burning with pain.

But she didn't become angry from embarrassment, she just thought it was Han Feng.

If it were someone else, she wouldn't simply stay in the room.

"I almost couldn't control it."

Han Feng tried his best to run the Soul Refining formula, only then did he ease the strong desire in his heart.

As long as one's own strength is strong enough, Zhuge Yanran and others will be own sooner or later.

wrong!

He doesn't seem to need to work too hard, Zhuge Yanran and others are also own.

To be precise, it is more dignified to be strong, and less dignified to eat soft food.

Even if all the girls don't dislike him, Han Feng can't wait to die.

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