Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1248 Flame Fan, fixed!

The night cleared the lips and buried his face in his chest: "Well, I am waiting for peace."

"How does the body feel, two hours, shouldn't it be so painful before?" Emperor Xu Xuan's fingers, rubbing her back.

Extracting the heart and heart blood is extremely harmful to the human body.

Even if Emperor Mo Xuan spent almost 20% of his mystery in order to alleviate the pain of the night.

It can only alleviate a little pain in the night.

After all, it is taking blood from the heart, taking bone from the body.

When the heart is drawn, the small face that is sore in the night is white.

But she has been biting her lower lip and has not given a half sentence.

Emperor Mo Xuan heartache, distressed and can not bear for her.

Yes, for the night of clearing the night, it will become even stronger for the night.

This pain must be tolerated.

"Body... okay." The night cleared and gently responded.

Immediately silenced for a moment, and finally asked: "How long does it last like this pain and uncomfortable feeling?"

Her voice just fell, and her shoulders were crushed by his big palm.

The man’s eager voice floated into the eardrum: “Where do you feel uncomfortable now? Is it still very painful?”

His big palm was pressed in front of her month and Hungary.

At night, I fell to the top and lifted my throat to look at the emperor.

Still in the future, Di Mo Xuan has been holding her hand nervously and catching the pulse: "After extracting the heart, it is most painful for half an hour. Do you still feel pain now? Where is it hurt? Is it for you? Is the method of extracting the heart bone wrong?"

A question of contempt, like talking to himself, whispering from his mouth.

Looking at the eyes and fears of Di Mo Xuan, when I got to the lips, I couldn’t say it at night.

For a long time, she smirked her lips and slowly shook her head: "No pain, I just asked casually to see if there is any difference between me and other people who have extracted the heart."

Emperor Mo Xuan holds the hand of her wrist and loosens it like a heavy burden.

His fingers, once again put on her blue silk: "If there is any feeling of discomfort, be sure to tell me, heard?"

It seems to warn the child's general tone, very spoiled, extremely gentle.

The night was buried in the head of his chest, and he lowered his eyes and collected the complex emotions in the shackles.

The plain white hand was lifted without a trace and placed on the chest.

After extracting the heart and heart, she has always had a kind of faint pain, like the pain of needle sticking.

Until now, the past two hours.

Here, although she was not so painful before, there is a kind of...very weird feeling.

Is it... an illusion?

"Okay! You're done!"

A pleasant voice came from aside.

Tang Beiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a heavy smile: "They have not lived up to your trust! The fan flames have been repaired!"

At night, the attention of the clearing was immediately led by the fan.

The fingers that cleared the night just touched the fan-shaped fan, and the body suddenly collapsed.

The moment when the fan fan touched her fingertips, it seems that there is a kind of...

The feeling that the soul is being moved.

It seems to be a fan of flames, which has been merged with her soul.

Can clearly sense that the fan flames conveyed some excitement to her.

This is... is the fan-fired fan that has been repaired with my heart and heart?

The fan of the palm of the hand, the touch and weight, is exactly the same as before.

But it is obviously more refined.

Even some of the demands put forward by the night have been done in perfect condition.

(End of this chapter)