Chapter 1198: He wants to kill her!

This-what is this healing method? !! The one who knows is healing him, and the one who doesn't know it thinks she is eating tofu of the underage ...
She was slightly taller than him. At this moment, the two of them sat so close to each other that she could see his smooth forehead and long thick eyelashes, and her heart suddenly fluttered, inexplicably nervous--
Fang Xiyan whispered in her heart, she knew that she was a face-control and liked to look at handsome guys.
But today the symptoms are too obvious!
I was also eager to face a half-old child.
"Are you nervous?" Feng Xiaoxun seemed to feel Fang Xiyan's stiffness, his thin lips froze, and he wanted to smile.
Fang Xiyan coughed, and said positively: "Uh, a little. You have a weird healing method. I'm afraid it will worsen your injury if you don't get medical treatment."
She didn't want to admit that she was fascinated by beauty, and simply pulled away a bright reason.
Feng Xiaoxun raised her eyes and glanced at her. The words in her mouth were bright and bright, but a bright face was faintly flushed, and a pair of bright eyes blinked.
"Uh--that's the way it is." Feng Xiaoxun smiled again, he stretched his tone, as if in a stunned manner.
Fang Xiyan: "..."
Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly raised her hand and rubbed his head: "Little boy is not good at school, where did you think of going?"
She moves extremely fast, and Feng Xiaoxun is the first time in this life that someone dares to pluck hair from a tiger's head and rub his head.
He raised his hands subconsciously what he wanted to do, but with a slight movement of his fingertips, he remembered that his current strength was not the opponent of this little girl at all--
His long and narrow eyes were condensed, his head avoided her clutches slightly, his teeth gritted in his heart, but his face smiled like a spring breeze: "Well, I'm wrong. Can you heal me?"
Fang Xiyan recovered her situation, and her mind was finally balanced. She nodded generously: "Of course you can."
According to Feng Xiaoxun's instructions, she slowly put spiritual power into his body and walked in the corresponding acupoints--
Feng Xiaoxun closed his eyes and sensed the spiritual power of Fang Xiyan. As soon as he ran, he was surprised.
This girl has a lot of energy beyond his imagination!
And it's a little weird, unlike any school of skill he's seen ...
What kind of school does she belong to?
When did such a strong martial art emerge again?
It seems that in the five hundred years he slept, many things happened that he did not know ...
Although Fang Xiyan didn't understand the method of healing, she was very clever, and it was almost a little bit clear. He pointed it out once, and she remembered it almost.
Feng Xiaoxun was relieved. He secretly transported Xuan Gong, leading Fang Xiyan's spiritual power to expel the fire poison from his body--
Unconsciously, an hour passed, and Feng Xiaoxun's body was finally cleaned.
Fang Xiyan received a glance at him and saw that his skin was as pale as jade. Although he was still a little pale, he finally recovered his normal complexion and was no longer so congested red.
She exhaled and looked at Xiao Xun, who was still meditating, and felt quite fulfilled.