Chapter 88: Yang Fengyin

It seems to be the embarrassment of fate. From the moment when Shantou opened his eyes and radiant in his hall, his heart was firmly pulled and unable to break free.
However, no one can break free, and the people he wants in Nangong have never been able to get it.
Just then, a slight snoring sounded from the guard outside the door. "The master, Suzaku asks."
Soon, a glamorous woman in red dress walked into the house and bowed to the Nangong.
Her movements are as beautiful as the clouds, and without losing the momentum of the heroic spirits. When the ground is slightly raised, the chest and abdomen rise slightly, revealing the curves of the body that is good.
Nangong said: "Get up. How do I let the person you look at her hurt?"
Suzaku slowly stood up, and the frosty face brows slightly wrinkled, and the eyes flashed over the sorrowful color, but the face still respectfully said: "Back to the master, Miss Nalan is only a skin injury, no serious problem.

Suzaku also waited until he came back to find out that the remote person who did not even have a resounding aunt was actually a young lady from Nalan, and it was still a waste that had been abandoned by Naran.
Not to mention a district of Nalan, the people of the Pluto House will not be in the eyes, just because of her low birth and the same physical physique, even dare to seduce the master, simply it!
Nangong nodded. He used the spiritual power to explore the body of Tunxi. Of course, she knew that her body is now without any problems. She just remembered the criss-crossing scars, and her heart still passed a chill.
"Can the scar on her body recover?"
Suzaku lowered her eyes and covered her mind. The hand hanging on her side was suddenly clenched. The mouth was like a self-deprecating saying: "The master, the subordinate is a five-pronged doctor. If the scar in the treatment area is still not available, What are the qualifications to serve the master?"
Sneaking up and seeing Nangong’s face, he smiled and smiled without any reaction. He couldn’t help but bite his lip. It’s like an unintentional way:
Because Miss Nalan’s injury is caused by ordinary artifacts, it does not hurt the texture, and it belongs to the original. It is more than enough to give her a bottle of Erjinqing Yulu. Although this medicine has a general effect, it takes a long time to recover, but the medicine is moderated, which is good for mortals such as Miss Nalan. Who knows...who knows...

Suzaku looked at Nangong and glanced at him. He saw his smile and his brows wrinkled. He couldn’t help but smile. He continued: "Miss Nalan probably knows the identity of her five medicine doctors, so every medicinal medicine wants one. However, those medicinal herbs are all three or more, and mortals will explode and die. The subordinates have been persuading for a long time, and Miss Nalan not only does not listen, but also said... also said that... she is the master and the person you value. The subordinate is just a slave. She lets her subordinates do it. It is good if she is obedient. It is really impossible, but only one per medicinal drug is given."
Nangong’s face was like laughing and laughing, neither reprimanding nor appease, just asking:
Oh, is it?

Suzaku was stunned by the eyes of the master's meaningful eyes. He could only endure the guilty conscience and fear in his heart and nodded.
Nangong煜 suddenly sighed: "But I remember that I brought you to the four-product jade muscle. Suzaku, are you yelling at my orders?"
"Don't dare!" Suzaku was so scared that he was stunned and slammed his feet.