Chapter 511 Healing

"I have to say that you are very smart and win the highest bet with the lowest chips." The man in blue stood upright, with a peaceful smile on his face, and his eyes looking at Yanfeng were full of admiration.

Yan Feng saw that the squeeze worked, and his heart was a little wide. He didn't care about the posture of the man in blue. He said lightly, "Since you have made a choice, please."

The man in blue narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to want to see something from him. He said, "I have seen the so-called core disciples of the Qiu family, but most of their martial arts skills are mediocre, which is far from yours. I don't think you are a disciple of the Qiu family, right?"

Yan Feng vaguely mentioned the martial arts exhibition in his words and casually said, "Who am I? You will know next month, if you have this qualification."

The man in blue was moved and thought to himself, "He has seen my strength and should not regard me as a disciple of a second-rate family. Is he also a disciple of the super family?"

When the sharp-faced man saw that his brother was silent and seemed to be going to let go, he immediately said urgently, "Third brother, shall we give up like this? That's nothing..."

The man in blue reached out to interrupt him and said three words: "Let's go!"

Exiting the courtyard, the sharp-faced man was still unwilling and cursed, "Third brother, look at that boy's arrogant appearance. I'm so angry when I think about it. His martial arts skills are not as good as yours. Isn't it faceless for us to walk like this?

The man in blue stared at him and said angrily, "Do you have the confidence to avoid his sword? It's easy for me to capture that woman, but if he really wants to work hard, you will definitely die, but I'm not sure I can kill him. At most, I will hurt him.

The sharp-faced man was stunned. He didn't expect his brother to look at Yan Feng's strength so highly. He said doubtly, "Third brother, is he really that powerful? I think as long as you do your best, he is not your opponent at all.

The man in blue had a sulking breath in his chest. If his brother hadn't been by his side, he could have let go of his hands and feet to Yanfeng, and he wouldn't have to be threatened like that. Now hearing this, he had an impulse to beat his brother and said angrily, "Did you say he didn't keep his hand? A master's fight is no small, and there must be casualties. I didn't do my best, but he is obviously deliberately hiding his strength. If it's serious, it's not certain who will die!"

When Yan Bing saw the two leaving, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The tense nerves relaxed slightly, and the injury could no longer support it. She only felt cold all over her body, and her head buzzed, and she fell into a coma. In the haze, I felt a pair of warm hands hugging my body. After a long time, a warm current poured into my body, dispelling the suffocation of the chest, which was indescribably comfortable. However, the chill of her body did not dissipate. Instead, because of the lack of internal strength, the cold air began to erode her injured body.

"These two bastards are so heavy on a girl!"

Yanfeng's vision recovered, and he figured out Yan Bing's injury. He was very ashamed of the behavior of those two people. He used his mixed power to help Yanbing heal his wounds, but his internal power true qi attribute is strong yang. Every time he sends a trace of strong yang true qi to Yanbing, a trace of yin and cold air invades his body. The cold and piercing feeling is extremely uncomfortable. But seeing that Yan Bingyu's neck was full of sweat, he couldn't stop.

"Why is this cold body so powerful? Old man Yan can actually maintain her for so many years... If only Butler Zheng was here. Maybe his acupuncture therapy can relieve her situation.

Yanfeng persisted for half an hour and began to feel cold in his abdomen. This is a sign of internal overdraft. Originally, with his current internal skills, even if he helps two or three hours, there is no problem, but his physique is affected by blood poison and has fire. It is two extremes with Yan Bing's yin and cold body. On the one hand, he wants to help Yan Bing, and on the other hand, he has to suppress the cold air that invades his body. On the contrary, it consumes more. Hurry up.

He saw that the gloomy and cold in Yan Bing's body was getting better and stronger, and his internal strength was exhausted. He also provoked a faint attack of blood poison, and he was very anxious: "What should I do? If I stick to it any longer, not will I not be able to cure her, but I'm afraid I will also suffer internal injury..."

Yan Bing still felt the coldness of her body in a coma and muttered, "Grandpa, Binger is so cold..."

She has been used to old man Yan for many years to drive away the cold for her. She subconsciously regards Yan Feng as her grandfather, and only shows a weak side when she is dreaming.

Yanfeng has been with her for so long that he has never seen her smile. That slightly pale pretty face is always as cold as frost. It was not until this moment that Yan Feng realized the suffering in her heart. At the thought that she had been suffering for blood poison for two years, but she had been suffering for the cold body for more than ten years, an inexplicable sense of care surged in his heart.

Yan Feng was not a cold-blooded person. That night, she broke into the Jinhui Building and was injured. She got rid of the poisonous heat for herself. Later, when she was healing herself, she vomited blood because Chen Jie mistakenly entered the room. No matter how cold she was, Yan Feng could feel the kindness in her heart.

At the thought of these things, he thought: "She was also internally injured that night. I was exhausted, but I spent the night peacefully..."

Although he did not mean to invade, he remembered Yan Bing's delicate body, and the evil fire of blood poison quietly emerged. It was not until he felt that his body was dry and hot that he realized his abnormality. He can't care so much. Compared with his life, those bullshit truths that "men and women are not intimate" are worthless at all.

He took off his clothes, revealing his fiery red refined muscles, and then took off Yan Bing's gray and black coat, leaving only one close-fitting underwear, and put Yan Bing horizontally in his arms.

Yan Bing felt his hot chest, and his slender body snuggled up tightly. Yan Feng was also sleeping in the process of resisting the erosion of cold air. In this way, the two hugged each other and asked each other's temperature until dawn.

In the morning, Housekeeper Zheng came to clean Yanfeng's house on time. When he was ready for breakfast, he saw that Yanfeng had not come out for a long time. He knocked on his door and asked, "Young master, haven't you got up yet?"

Seeing that no one responded, Butler Zheng opened the door in surprise and saw the amazing scene.

"This...this..."

He opened his eyes wide and his mouth was round. He was so surprised that he didn't come to his senses for a long time. He knows a lot about Yanfeng's character, and also knows that Yanfeng and Han Yueru are dating, and it is impossible to indulge himself. Now it's hard for him to believe that the two of them are almost hugging each other.

Yan Feng didn't sleep as deeply as Yan Bing. He noticed that someone had entered and soon woke up from his sleep. When he saw Zheng's appearance, his face was slightly embarrassed. He casually pulled the back sheet to cover Yan Bingxue's white skin and explained, "She suffered an internal injury. I warmed her last night."

Housekeeper Zheng was also a little at a loss. As a housekeeper, he accidentally bumped into the owner's privacy. Anyway, it was his dereliction of duty and quickly said, "Young master, I didn't see anything... I didn't see anything..."

Seeing that Zheng's housekeeper left the room in a panic, Yan Feng was speechless for a while, and then his eyes fell on the still cold beautiful face next to him. He reached out and gently felt that the temperature was normal, and he finally felt at ease. When he walked out of the room, he saw Butler Zheng waiting at the table as usual. He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart and said, "Housekeeper, do you think I'm lustful?"

Housekeeper Zheng pretended that nothing had happened and replied seriously, "The young master is young, strong-blooded, and his lust for color is also normal..."

Yan Feng said seriously, "Two people came last night and injured her. You also know the strength of her cold body. I don't have enough internal strength, so I can only use this method to keep her warm."

Butler Zheng was stunned and remembered that he had indeed mentioned Yan Bing's special physique before. Then he suddenly realized and asked, "Young master, how is her injury now?"

Yan Feng said, "The body temperature has returned to normal. It should be all right to recuperate for a while."

"Let me take a look at her condition. Acupuncture therapy may relieve her injury and learn about the cold body by the way." Seeing Yan Feng's acquiescence, Zheng's housekeeper turned around and walked to his room.