The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Town government.

The young couple who had been reunited after a long absence, had just conceived a deep love, Zhao Hao couldn't help shaking.

Jiang Zhiyu was startled: "You wouldn't..."

"no!"

Zhao Hao hastily denied it, because just now he trembled, and it seemed that there was a faint sound of dragon chant.

The voice of the dragon chant was a little angry, and it didn't belong to anyone he knew.

However, there is still some familiarity.

This feeling was like the feeling the little old man gave him when he met Jiang Zheng that day, and then he blew himself up that he had climbed over the wall and went to Zhongcui Palace to meet Jiang Zhiyu.

It's just that the dragon roar was angrier and more frightening than Jiang Zheng's.

Is this what is going on?

He closed his eyes and looked, and found that Hongling's Xingzi was a little abnormal.

There is no black air on it, but the color is a bit weird. The original pure white seems to have a ray of gold.

How should I say this golden color, it is very beautiful, but there is some meaning in it that strangers should not enter.

"Something went wrong, go and have a look!"

He quickly put on his clothes, and pulled Jiang Zhiyu out the door together.

After a while, the two arrived at Hongling's house.

At this moment, Hong Ling was lying softly on the table, her body trembling slightly, and her condition seemed to be very wrong.

Xiaodousha lay on her back, greedily smelling the scent of her body.

It seems that Hongling is more fragrant than the new bean paste cake from Diansuzhuang.

It can be smelled for a while.

"yue..."

Xiaodousha's face was bitter, and she vomited while holding the table.

Two people: "..."

Zhao Hao ran over quickly, patted Xiaodousha on the back, looked at the ground, and found that the little guy vomited all the medicine he drank just now.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Xiao Dousha, what's the matter? What's wrong with you, Hong Lingniang?"

Xiaodousha: "yue...yue..."

After she vomited almost, she approached Hongling's body and sucked violently again.

Like a cat catching catnip.

Then again: "yue...yue..."

After finishing the calf, the little guy is completely on top, so I'm afraid he won't be able to ask anything.

After all, Xiaodousha is the blood of Zhu Jiuyin, and she is quite resistant to yang-type things. Although there is no harm to her body, and even benefits, she can smell the bad smell from those things, and she often vomits medicine .

Zhao Hao looked at Hongling, and saw that her originally fair skin had turned red, and she looked quite painful lying on the table.

After Kurong Wenxing glanced around, she found that there was a powerful revival of vitality in her body, and the vitality of her whole body became disordered because of this. If this continues, there will be big problems sooner or later.

And that vitality gave Zhao Hao the same feeling as the dragon chant just now, except that there was no anger in it.

Fog, fog, fog grass?

I have been served by one train?

He hurriedly hugged Hongling to the bed, and Xiaodousha also lay down like a pendant.

Zhao Hao regained his composure, and quickly urged Ku Rong Wenxing to help her regulate the anger in her body.

These angers have been stirred up like a mess of threads by the energy machine at this moment, and it feels like they are constantly being cut and untangled.

In the beginning, Zhao Hao was made extremely uncomfortable, so he could only force himself to calm down.

Fortunately, there is Qizhi Wenxing, who has strong analytical ability, at least he can dispel it bit by bit.

He didn't dare to relax for a moment, and this reasoning lasted for two hours.

After all the anger was straightened out, strands of it neatly surrounded that powerful energy, forming a mysterious pattern.

Zhao Hao couldn't understand it, but was shocked.

I could only remember it in my mind, and let out a long breath.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked in sweat, his head was also dizzy, and he was so overdrawn that he almost fainted.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Zhiyu hurried over to support him, her eyes full of worry.

"fine!"

Zhao Hao smiled, and looked at Hong Ling who was on the bed.

She was no longer trembling, and her skin had returned to fairness, and there seemed to be a faint golden light looming.

And between her left and right collarbones, there was an extra golden scale.

Xiaodousha also fell asleep, but she wished she could bury her little head on Hongling's body, as if she was fascinated by the smell on her body.

The corner of Zhao Hao's mouth twitched.

O Wary!

Could it be...

Have I really been served by one train?

"Hmm~"

Hongling sighed softly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at Zhao Hao.

This look sent a chill down Zhao Hao's spine, and he felt extremely cold, arrogant and strange.