Chapter 1121: Finale 4

The injury on his chest looked very embarrassing. Rao was Feng Qingyu's accustomed to all kinds of wounds. At this moment, he felt a slight jump in his heart, and was dazzled.
She tried to make herself lighter and lighter, and the edge of the palm accidentally touched his chest, naturally letting him have a touch of movement.
Emperor Yu paused for a moment, shook his fist, and stared at Emperor's release!
Although she didn't say anything, her big eyes clearly read the words 'sexual wolf'.
Di Shiyin's heart jumped, Jun's face flushed, and for the first time she felt a bit ashamed, she closed her eyes and did not dare to look at her.
Feng Qingyu had known him for so long, and it was the first time I saw such a thick-skinned person who was blushing and ashamed, and was quite funny.
Some of the movements under his hands were not light or heavy.
Di Shiyin's head was sweating coldly, but she did not dare to say a word.
Feng Qingyu saw that he was honest, so he let his hands down again ...
After all, the wounds on the chest and abdomen were also sewn up. Feng Qingyu straightened up and patted her hand: "Well, you can meditate and recover."
Di Shiyin sat up slowly and waved to her: "Qing Yu, come here."
Feng Qingyu added two pieces of firewood to the fire, and did not move: "What?"
He took another look at the blood robe on his body: "Can you change your robes by surgery?" The blood on this robe was a bit dazzling.
Deshi sighed softly; "I'll try."
He closed his eyes slightly, a faint white light flickered, and when the white light dissipated, his shirt remained the same, except that the blood stains had been removed ...
Feng Qingyu frowned and looked at him: "Are you all right?" She always felt that he said something wrong.
Di Shiyin smiled, and Yun Dan was light-hearted: "It's better, it's much better.
He took a breath: "Qing Yu, come here."
"What on earth are you going to do?" Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows. Why did he let her pass by twice?
"Why, I'm afraid I'll eat you?" Di Shiyin smiled, but her eyes were slightly darkened.
What is she guarding against?
Feng Qingyu naturally knew that he would not be like himself, but it was a bit of a shadow in her heart, and she did not want to be too close to him ...
"If you have something, just say so." Feng Qingyu was a little farther away from him, sitting next to the fire, adding a piece of dry wood to the fire, and the firelight stained her cheeks with a slight blush. apple.
Di Shiyin didn't speak, and closed his eyes slightly, as if meditating and accumulating strength.
Feng Qingyu ignored him and took a nap by the fire.
She is still a small child now, and the child sleeps a lot, and she is busy all day and night again. At this moment, she is a little sleepy and unconsciously hits a nap.
In her sleep, she felt surrounded by a warm atmosphere, her body seemed to be immersed in the hot spring, and she was wrapped in layers by the flowing water, and she felt a little bit inside her body. Comfortable.
She stunned herself like a kitten and snorted to the hot spring center to make herself more comfortable.
"Qing Yu" A low sigh in his ear was like chanting, cold and gentle, as if entangled with deep bonds and entanglements, like joy and sadness.
Feng Qingyu's heart moved slightly. She originally felt that she was sleeping in an airtight and warm cocoon, and would not be attacked by any external force. . . . . . . . . . . .