When he saw it for the first time, he quickly turned over from the bed: "It's not good! Master is suffering from heat stroke again!!" Jin stepped on Wen Heng face down and passed out from the heat, and the gauze all over his body was soaked.

After a group of people were in chaos, Wen Heng finally woke up slowly: "Please, don't wrap me up in gauze, and don't let Yun Qing cover me. I'm really dying..." He would rather be in pain than accept it The love of relatives and friends.

Yun Qing said sympathetically: "Master, do you know? You, your teacher's wife and Mr. Feng will soon stab each other with a long halberd. It's so pitiful." Wen Heng looked bewildered: "What? Stab what?"

Lian Wushang and Feng Yuan glanced at each other: "In order to increase your resistance, when you recover, Feng Yuan and I will fight you with a halberd, and your body will develop resistance and become stronger."

The pain in his body has not gone away, and he is about to accept the loving stabbing of his relatives and friends.Wen Heng rolled his eyes and said, "Life is too difficult."

The author has something to say: Stupid author: Interview with Lao Wen, how does it feel to be covered with a golden crow?

Wen Heng: Don't talk to me, I'm already too hot.

The headline of Qianji Pavilion: Qianji scattered people died of heatstroke, the murderer turned out to be the most beloved little disciple, was it love or vendetta? !Please read the report sent back from the scene by the boss of our station, Baimao!

After a while...

Yun Qing: Dear viewers, this report is over because the reporter was stabbed to death when he entered the practice field indiscriminately.

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