Chapter 119 Consider (H)

Chu Ruoting and Jing Mo closely linked together

She's used to his breath

Maybe it's because she's not in the state of mind

Fortunately, Jing Mo didn't find it

He hugged her body, his swollen clone couldn't help but rub the plumpness on her chest with both hands, and rubbed the fair skin into a piece of shrimp powder

The soft and hot honey duct is repeatedly scratched by the penis, bringing deep and shallow comfort

Chu Ruoting was overwhelmed by the tide of desire. She relaxed and chanted softly.

Jing Mo is her warm light. He knows her sensitivity very well. He thrusts his waist and abdomen to welcome him and send him off, striving to make her happy

Chu Ruoting leaned on Jing Mo's broad shoulders, flowing all over her body with pleasure, until she was repeatedly sent to the top of her fingertips by Jing Mo, and then fell into turmoil with him.

Jing Mo quickly whispered in a low voice, releasing her wet heart

A love, harmony and beauty

He also wanted to ask Chu Ruoting to come for the second time, but was ruthlessly rejected

Chu Ruoting was dressing while speaking righteously: Don’t worry, you should raise your soul well in the formation plate first, and I will practice with you both.

When Jing Mo heard that he was about to enter the formation plate again, he was immediately depressed

Chu Ruoting remembered that Song Ju asked for the Condensation Pill, and looked serious and asked: Is Song Ju suspicious during this period?

Song Ju treats Jing Mo very well, and is respectful and humble to her. He can't find any mistakes in dealing with people.

Because he has no chance to take advantage of it, Chu Ruoting cannot take off her defense.

People's hearts are separated from the belly

She always felt that Song Ju was unpredictable, hypocritical and sincere, like a combination of contradictions

Jing Mo said: There is nothing suspicious about it and I have to say where there is any change... He doesn't come to Xuanshuang Palace often

In the past, Song Ju loved lying on the roof of Xuanshuang Palace, but recently he often disappeared and could not see anyone all day long.

Chu Ruoting asked: What else did he tell you?

Jing Mo thought of the letter from Song Ju

That letter will be handed over to Chuchu when Song Ju dies. Now Song Ju is not dead, he can't say

But why did Song Ju die?

Jing Mo was in trouble, ...No

Chu Ruoting bent over and kicked her boots. She didn't notice that his expression was different. She couldn't feel relieved when she thought about it. She asked Ming Song Ju where she lived and walked over.

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Kuang Hanchen lives in the remote cold palace west of Wunian Palace, next to the dirty miscellaneous courtyard

He was toxic and in pain

Staggered open the door, threw himself on the table, picked out three or four of them from a pile of messy medicine bottles, mixed them together randomly, and ate them all in a hurry

The medicine bottle is a highly poisonous substance he stole from the Poison Grandma

Others are smart and learn everything quickly. Using poison to fight poison is the way to learn from Poison Grandma

This move is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but it can make him live a life for the time being

Kuang Hanchen curled up on the bed and adapted for a while

He got up and carefully took off his upper shirt when his body was not hurting so much.

Since he became a medicine man, he has not had a good piece of meat on his body

Sores in the waist, abdomen, chest and back cannot heal

Subcutaneous edema, congestion, ulceration, pus, and even a few holes in the calf

He could only wrap the ulcerated areas with gauze layer by layer, and change them regularly twice a day

He changed it very hard, but it was too toxic. When the gauze was often uncovered, the rotten meat sticked together.

Heart-wrenching pain

Moreover, the cold ministers are used to being common

He sat on the couch, holding a sharp knife in his hand, enduring the severe pain, and while removing the rotten flesh from his waist, he was thinking about the matter.

This body was completely poisoned

Even if you find the best medical practitioner in the world, it is impossible to cure him and practice evil skills. If you cannot improve your cultivation, you will die sooner or later. Moreover, Han Chen handed the letter to Jing Mo in advance.

He said that only fools give silently

He not only wants Chu Ruoting to know, but also wants Chu Ruoting to feel sorry for him and to love him

He is a selfish and narrow-minded person

If you love her, you have to find ways to get her response

If you die, Jing Mo handed the letter to Chu Ruoting, Chu Ruoting will never forget it for the rest of her life

Even when she saw a certain fallen leaf or a certain floating cloud, she would remember that there was a man named Song Ju who gave her life for her.

Sometimes, dead people are more unforgettable than living people

If he dies for her, she will never forget him

He will become an indelible mark in Chu Ruoting's heart

Thinking of this, Han Chen actually felt happy and fantasized that his cleverness had succeeded, leaning against the bed frame and laughing softly.

He laughed so hard that it was involved in the rotten cervix on his abdomen. He was so painful that he sucked in a cold air

At the right moment, a clear voice came from outside the yard, shouting: Song Ju, are you in the house?

Kuang Hanchen suddenly froze

Chu Ruoting?

What did she come here to do at this time?

In the flash of lightning, Hanchen's eyes rolled and he made plans quickly

He sloppyly wrapped the wound with gauze, put on his clothes, hurried outside the yard and opened the door, and said in surprise: ... Saint?

Chu Ruoting stood at the door

With her cultivation level, she could go in directly or find out the situation in the house with her spiritual sense, but Chu Ruoting did not choose to do that.

Although she suspected that Song Ju was not pure in her mind, it was her prejudice and she did not make any mistakes.

The mottled door is pushed open from the inside

Chu Ruoting raised her eyes and her eyes hit her chest

Song Ju's clothes were loose and slightly open. Although he only glanced at the edge of his eyes, he still saw the thin chest muscles under his neck and collarbone.

The skin is pale and bloodless, like a pathological condition that is missing all year round

But Song Ju didn't seem to find that he was not dressed, so he put his sleeves on his face to salute her.

Bent down slightly, the flat chest is looming, and the charm is charming

...It's pretty pretty

Chu Ruoting moved her gaze away and complained in her heart, why did this person seem to be deliberately seducing her?

Kuang Hanchen asked her: Saint, why are you here?

Chu Ruoting remembered her intention

She didn't talk nonsense and asked straight to the point: Song Ju, what do you want to make of Ningbo Pills?

A panic flashed in Kuang Hanchen's eyes, and he denied: I didn't want the Condensation Pill, did the Saint make a mistake?

You don't have to deny Chu Ruoting raised her eyebrows, Jing Mo would never lie

How could Jing Mo?... Kuang Hanchen said halfway, lowered his eyelashes, and his tone became calm. Saint, I was injured in the hunting monster, so I needed a condensation pill to relieve pain

Is that true?

Chu Ruoting smelled a strange and unpleasant smell of medicine at the tip of her nose, mixed with fishy smell, which made people disgusting

She leaned into the yard and looked at the yard. Kuang Hanchen at the door was very nervous. He covered the door and deliberately used his tall figure to block her vision. Saint, if you have nothing to do, I will go back to the house to practice. I will not be with you anymore.

Chu Ruoting subconsciously thought he was playing tricks

What is hidden in your house?

……nothing

Chu Ruoting's cold face

Don't want her to watch, she insists on watching!

Kuang Hanchen could not stop her. Chu Ruoting bent down and crawled through his armpits, ran to the door, and kicked open the door.

The smell of medicine comes from here

Chu Ruoting frowned, waved the smelly air in front of her with her right hand, and looked around her eyes

The house is simple, and the only window is nailed to death. The weather above Wunian Palace is so gloomy that the house facing north and south is even more stuffy and dark.

Gauze was thrown on the ground in a mess, and bloody meat remained on the gauze

There were a bunch of bottles and jars on the table. Chu Ruoting picked up a bottle casually and opened it. She suddenly felt so choked by the pungent smell inside that she couldn't help but cough.

The poisonous snake fragrance!

Chu Ruoting was shocked and threw the porcelain bottle on the table

The Han Chen arrived

He held the door frame and said anxiously: Saint, how could you break into my room at will? Do I still want my reputation?

……

Chu Ruoting thinks he is trying to get the wrong focus

Song Ju, where did you come from this poison? Also, she pointed to the gauze on the ground. What's going on?

Moreover, the cold minister lowered his eyes and said nothing

He turned the side with the birthmark, showed his slightly better-looking side face, and choked and said: Saint, don't ask,

Chu Ruoting's eyes swept across his haggard face, and then glanced at the slightly open place of his chest, and saw a corner of gauze.

Chu Ruoting ordered: Song Ju, you took off your clothes

Kuang Hanchen raised his eyes in surprise and covered his clothes with his hands... This is not right

What are you thinking! Chu Ruoting glanced at him

Under her strict gaze, Kuang Hanchen began to untidy his clothes and slowed down his movements, trying to choose a beautiful angle to show her. He just took off his clothes and was so silently seduced by him that he seemed to be seduced silently

Chu Ruoting had no expression on her face, but began to reflect on whether she had been too addicted to men's sex recently. Otherwise, why would she want to help him strip the cumbersome clothes?

Chu Ruoting said angrily: Why are you doing it hard?

Kuang Hanchen finally took off his clothes, revealing his fair and strong upper body wrapped in gauze

The gauze was not tied tightly, but Hanchen moved for a while, and the gauze slid to the ground, revealing a large area of ​​waist, abdomen and back muscles.

His skin was white, his body was swollen and sores, and his mouth was extremely eye-catching. His sores were eroded and wrinkled. His strange black purple color was covered with bruises, which was shocking.

...Does the saint still want to see it? Kuang Hanchen put his hand on his waist and pulled it down a little, wanting to reveal it but not

Chu Ruoting tightened her eyebrows

She had seen such injuries that were so open to the holes in the torture room of Poison Grandma in her early years

Kuang Hanchen sneaked into her expression, and couldn't help but feel that these injuries were nothing.

She will definitely feel soft-hearted when she sees him hurt for her, right? She will definitely find ways to save him, right?

Chu Ruoting couldn't believe it: Song Ju... Why did Poison Grandma torture you?

Kuang Hanchen was entangled for a moment, and his eyes were tender and looked at her: Does the Saint really want to know?

Chu Ruoting raised her chin, you tell me

The matter starts with a month ago, Saint Maiden, stealing the Soul-Understanding Lamp...

Kuang Hanchen's throat was burned by poison, and his tone was ugly. It would be very harsh if he said it quickly, so he bit every word very slowly. He told her about his pain, bitterness, and pain these days.

It turned out that she was caught by Poison Grandma on the day she stole the light

In order to protect her, Song Ju was willing to be the drug man of the poisonous grandma.

Is he crazy? How could he be a medicine man for her? He is also a medicine man for the Poison Grandma!

She guessed that Song Ju had concealed something, but she didn't expect that he was concealing it for herself!

Chu Ruoting couldn't come back to her senses for a long time

She raised her eyes in shock, wonderingly, why do you want to help me?

Kuang Hanchen was waiting for this sentence

He slowly walked to her, his deep and dark pupils were bottomless, locking her with a burning heart, and his affectionateness: Saint, do you still remember that on the day you first met in Wunian Palace, you gave me a rejuvenation pill, and I said that I wish to die for you!

Chu Ruoting was dumbfounded

Maybe it was because his body smelled too strong, Chu Ruoting took a few steps back and sighed: Song Ju, I have no idea about you

Kuang Hanchen blocked the door of the house with his hands, which was a bit aggressive: The Saint said before, I hope I will be your Holy Envoy

That's a joke

But I took it seriously!

Chu Ruoting calmed down

She looked up at Song Ji's face, her face was ordinary, decadent and pale, but there was a storm in her eyes.

She always feels something is strange

Maybe it wasn't an illusion just now, Song Ju was really seducing her

Realizing this, Chu Ruoting looked ugly

She hates being treated as a purpose

Her voice was light and light, Song Ju, you don't need to do this for me

She stole the Soul Lantern. If the Demon Lord blamed her, she would bear it herself, rather than transfer it to irrelevant people.

Kuang Hanchen smiled silently: Didn’t you say that if you want others to treat you well, you have to give first? I hope you are good to me, so... no matter what you do, I am willing to do for you.

It's really willing

Chu Ruoting frowned, I don't need you to pay

Kuang Hanchen's heart was in a panic and asked in a trembling voice: Then what you said before... are you lying to me?

Are all fakes that believe and give first?

Chu Ruoting retreated and distanced himself from him

Her face was cold and her tone was meaningful: Song Ju, I didn't lie to you, it was because you misinformed me that you would hide it for me. I would be grateful, but that's all

Kuang Hanchen opened his eyes wide, but he didn't expect that she could be so cold

He bet on his life to her mercy, but she said that's all

Suddenly, Kuang Hanchen felt that his painstaking efforts had become a huge joke

In his life, he has calculated other people's lives, his death, his magic weapon and spirit stone... but he has never calculated that people fall in love with him

Lost a mess

Even if he died for her, she would never think of him when she saw a fallen leaf or a floating cloud.

Song Ju's name is like Kuang Hanchen, who was forgotten in the corner by her, and the flowing white horse will never be remembered again.

Chu Ruoting poured out all the tonics in the storage bag and said carefully: I will help you solve the problem with the Poison Grandma, don't be coerced by her again.

After saying that, Chu Ruoting passed by him and was about to leave

Besides, the six gods of the cold ministers have no master

Saint!

He turned around to catch her hand. His movements were too big, and he pulled apart a rotten sore and gangrene. His legs were numb and he was tripped on the ground by the threshold.

Kuang Hanchen endured the pain and barely grabbed the corner of her bright red skirt.

Now that things have come to this point, he has no choice but to do anything

Saint... He raised his head, and the corners of his eyes were shimmering red, trying his best to find out his own strengths to keep them. Do you think I am not good-looking? I... I actually can disguise! What kind of appearance do you like, what kind of appearance I become for you! What kind of personality do you like, what kind of personality will I become in the future!

If she doesn't do Song Ju or Han Chen, as long as she likes it, he can do anyone

In this life, he had already changed his skin after face, and was in exile, wandering around the world again and again. Only by her can he be at peace and tranquility

Kuang Hanchen clenched her skirt tightly, his knuckles were white and begging with a hoarse voice as if they were cracked. ...Are you considering me?

Chu Ruoting shook her head slowly, only to find it ridiculous

She pulled the corner of her skirt away from his hands little by little, looked at him deeply, just be yourself