Transforming Into A Slender Junior Sister, Stretching And Molding Inside

Senior Sister Xiaobai is back!

In the cold winter of Layue, in the secret realm of the vast city at minus 50 degrees, there are not many inner doors running to tell each other.

However, the content of their discussion was not all focused on Bai Xiaoxue, but another thing:

the little junior sister is also back!

And she only injured one leg, her qi was destroyed, she could speak, she could gasp, she could scold, and she could beat people with one leg.

Taking advantage of the severe cold, Yang Pingping, who had successfully broken through to the ninth floor of the foundation, looked back and forth at the afterglow book that had returned to her room, and flipped through it with only one sentence: "Your life is hard, junior sister, your life is really hard!"

The girl was breathless, sleepy-eyed, and still couldn't stop the other party's enthusiasm.

It's like she's some rare animal.

However, Yu Yingshu didn't want to investigate the reason, she had been on a plane for almost a day, and she urgently needed to reverse jet lag and get a good night's sleep.

If it weren't for the sword qi on her left leg that was still as sharp as ever, scraping the bones and flesh, bringing the pain she had long been accustomed to, she was afraid that even if she maintained the current sitting posture, she would be able to fall asleep immediately.

Fortunately, Yang Pingping finally saw the girl's exhaustion, ended the visit, and got up to say goodbye: "Then senior sister, wait a minute, I'll go find an elder to come and see your injuries." "

Although she is a sword cultivator, she has just tried it, and she can't pull out that sword qi.

"No need Senior Sister Pingping," Yu Yingshu squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep, and didn't bother to get up to send him off, but said in a drowsy voice: "Naturally, someone will come to help in a while." "

If that evil obstacle doesn't come, you won't have to be a brother in the future.

Yang Pingping just wanted to ask who it was, but she immediately thought of something, and showed an aunt-like smile: "Then I won't bother you, farewell."

Yu Yingshu was sleepy and tired, and he only felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this, but he couldn't say anything specifically.

Not long after Yang Pingping left, a hurried footstep sounded outside the door, accompanied by a more familiar voice:

"Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er, are you okay!" "Ouch, I'll rub it, why did you come! It's almost hurting me to death!"

As soon as he heard his friend's voice, Yu Yingshu immediately straightened up, pulled up his trouser leg to expose the wound, and was waiting to show his bravery.

The door was directly pushed open, Wen Dongyang saw the girl's injury, and hurriedly stepped forward, helpless, and sweat broke out on his forehead: "Why, how, I heard that you even ruined the sea of qi?

And most of this blame is directed at Bai Xiaoxue.

If it were him, he would definitely not let Xiao Yu'er be hurt at all.

"Hey, it's just that I've overdrawn too much aura, and I'll recover after a while, anyway, I don't feel anything if I don't adjust my luck, and it doesn't affect my life. Yu Yingshu said freely, looking like a strong man taking a serious injury as a floating hair. Lying on the chair again, he lifted the injured leg in front of his friend: "Mainly here, I'm dripping mother, that sword qi has tormented me all the way, you quickly find a way to clear it!"

'Coo'

for a long time before she faintly heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Where's the!?hungry?" Afterglow almost didn't come up with a sigh of anger.

Wen Dongyang felt a sight of murder, and immediately came back to his senses, filtering all the nonsense thoughts that had just passed in his mind, strengthening his courage, and constantly reminding himself that everything was for treatment.

Then he carefully used two fingers to support the white calf, which could almost be held with one hand.

Then I filtered through the new influx of thoughts.

And focus your attention on the injury.

"This sword aura... It's very unique, there is no trace of dissipation, who caused it?" As long as he came into contact with something related to the sword, Wen Dongyang could immediately enter the state.

"Well, it's called Xiaoying. Yu Yingshu took out the short sword that already belonged to him and shook it.

Wen Dongyang lowered his head and looked all the way along his straight legs, and stood there again for a while after seeing Xiao Xiaoying.

This time it was useless to simply filter out the thoughts, and I had to recite the heart mantra a few times silently.

Yu Yingshu wasn't urging, she thought that her old brother was thinking about a cure.

Then he was seen holding the injured leg with one hand and pinching around the wound with the other.

"What?" said the girl, grinning.

It hurts, okay.

"You have to see how far this sword qi has invaded," Wen Dongyang pinched and pinched his courage and became bigger, trying to heal himself in the name of medical treatment: "You take off your shoes." "

Oh, don't, how embarrassing is this?" Yu

Yingshu shook his foot, trying to retract his legs.

It's very embarrassing to ask someone to deal with a sword wound, and to trouble someone else to look at her feet?

It's not that I'm shy, but I feel like people are paying too much like this, and how dirty my feet are.

Especially after walking through the desert, I haven't washed it yet.

Wen Dongyang was heartbroken, grabbed her ankle and took off her shoes and socks directly, without waiting for the sword finger to press on the soles of her feet: "There are the most acupuncture points here, let me see which one... Yes, you

hold on..."

, while frantically admonishing himself: I must hold on!

"Itchy, itchy! Oh, I'm here, I'm injured and I still trouble you to do so much, thank you so much! Please take a shower another day, really!"

Yu Yingshu thanked sincerely.

Even if you go to the hospital, it is rare for the doctor to see the leg injury and push the meridians on your feet.

And as long as he is injured by a sword qi, Wen Dongyang can do this, this brother, can deal with it!

Which friend can do it to this extent when he was in school before?

Except that people are a bit cheap, and they usually delay themselves in doing tasks, there are really no shortcomings!

And over there, Wen Dongyang healed himself, and seeing that he couldn't absorb the nosebleed, he covered the wound with a single palm with lightning speed, and directly grabbed the sword qi into his palm and swung it towards the door.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt... Huh?"

just as he was about to express his merits, he saw that the girl suddenly relaxed because she had no source of pain, and she fell asleep all of a sudden.

Wen Dongyang only hesitated for two seconds.

Then he threw that long leg and fled.

The heart mantra didn't work anymore, he had to take an ice bath! He had to go to dinner, eat tender lotus roots, eat shallots, eat bamboo shoots, eat hibiscus!

and... The soles of the swan's feet

! I couldn't even care about the crisp shouting and scolding from behind:

"I beeped, Wen Dongyang! Just Nima threw Lao Tzu directly on the ground, right, wait for me to get better, don't you take out your brain and stew durian, I will null and void all the words of thanks just now..."