Chapter 333 I want to be a master

I'm in a coma.

After the hot breath like boiling oil in the body, accompanied by Nie Pan's tens of millions of "descendants" into Song Xiyan's body crazily, the two finally became weak, and finally hugged each other and fell into a coma...

Although the ice bed exudes a piercing chill, Nie Pan and Song Xiyan are lying on it without any bedding or cover, but they can't feel any cold...

With the passage of time, Nie Pan's body gradually cooled down, while Song Xiyan's body temperature was gradually rising...

Wake up.

Nie Pan woke up, but Song Xiyan was still in a coma.

The flashing light is jumping, and I don't know whether it's day or night outside.

After an unknown coma for a long time, Nie Pan woke up. The huge vegetable oil lamp was full of enough oil, still burning, and the beating flame seemed to be accompanying the concubine, as if singing loudly for their feelings of concern for each other...

"Uh... I'm finally alive..."

Nie Pan moved his arm with difficulty and felt that his limbs were much more relaxed. The burning feeling in his body had become like warm water flowing in his body. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he was no longer so alive and dead...

"Xiyan, are you all right?" Nie Pan hugged Song Xiyan in his arms tightly and asked sadly and indignantly.

It was her who, regardless of the danger of her life, sacrificed her chastity and pulled herself back from the death line.

Nie Pan felt that Song Xiyan gave him a life. He didn't know how to make up for her in his life?

The chin was tightly pressed against Song Xiyan's forehead, which was as hot as a high fever. However, it is not as hot as Nie Pan at the beginning as if boiling water was flowing in his body. Of course, this is just Nie Pan's feel. As for whether Song Xiyan's body is as uncomfortable as he was at the beginning, Nie Pan is unknown, but if you think about it, it will definitely not be comfortable...

Song Xiyan closed her eyes tightly and her face turned slightly red, but her breathing was normal. This makes Nie Pan more or less at ease...

Sit sat silently with Song Xiyan in her arms for a while, listening to her breathing evenly. Although there was a cold and bitter ice bed under her body, the temperature of Song Xiyan's body was still high.

However, Nie Pan has felt the cold air from the ice bed because the poison in his body has dissipated. However, because he holds Song Xiyan in his arms, as if holding a fire dragon elixir, Nie Pan can completely resist the cold air under his body...

"Oh, I'm such a fool... Now I should find a way to help Xiyan cool down. Why do I hold her so tightly?"

Nie Pan secretly scolded himself for being confused in his heart. He hurriedly and gently put Song Xiyan down from his arms, and then jumped off the ice bed and put on his clothes first. He was ready to boil some porridge such as porridge or mung bean water to feed Song Xiyan.

Looking back at the naked Song Xiyan lying quietly on the ice**, her breathing was even and stable. A pair of beautiful breasts fluctuated with the rhythm of breathing, and it didn't look serious. In this way, Nie Pan can finally calm down and think about what he should do next...

Nie Pan bent down, picked up Song Xiyan's bra and underwear, and gently helped Song Xiyan put it on. She couldn't always lie down like this. Considering that Song Xiyan's question was very high, Nie Pan did not dress Song Xiyan, but gently covered her body...

He bent down again and gently left a deep kiss on the forehead of the unconscious Song Xiyan. Nie Pan said with mixed feelings, "Xiyan, sleep in peace. Anyway, I will wake you up. I'll look for it first to see if there are any antipyretic things such as mung beans. First boil some mung bean soup for you. It's hot."

When he turned around, Nie Pan felt that he should find a pillow for Song Xiyan. Otherwise, it was too tiring to lie flat on his neck like this. So Nie Pan picked up the lantern and walked out of this huge practice room and began to look for something that could be a pillow for Song Xiyan. After searching for several rooms in a row, when he opened a door, Nie Pan couldn't help but be stunned and tears flowed down his face...

Although Nie Pan has never seen the layout of the room, he feels so kind. There is a single wooden bed near the wall in the room, ** neatly stacked with thin white quilts. On one side, there is a rope hanging on the head of the bed and the wall, and a scabbard is hung on the wall above the rope. The sword has been removed from the sheath and has just been pulled out by Song Xiyan.

There is a wooden cabinet without a door on the side of the wooden bed. In it, you can see some white ancient clothes, which seem to be women's. There are two pairs of white cloth shoes on the bottom of the cabinet, which are extremely neatly and neatly arranged in the cupboard. In addition, there is a round table with a bronze mirror and a comb, which is the dressing table.

"This must be Longer's room. It's so good... Think about it carefully, I'm not so unlucky. Although I'm not with Long'er, this is the place where she has lived all her life, and it's also happy to feel her breath..."

Thinking of these Nie Pan, I feel sad and a little happy. Although it is not separated by yin and yang, it is separated from the two worlds. Unless there is an accidental time travel again, it is a difficult dream to deliberately find a way to cross and go back to reunite with the little dragon girl.

Although the reality is very cruel, Nie Pan is still very satisfied to come to the place where the little dragon girl has lived all her life. If I really can't see my own dragon again in my life, Nie Pan would rather sleep in the ** that Longer once slept all his life. Here is her breath, her dreams, and her past. Being able to stay for a lifetime is also a blessing in misfortune...

Thinking about this, Nie Pan was worried about the little dragon girl who separated from him and stayed in the world before crossing. I don't know if Li Mochou will let go of the little dragon girl on the friendship of the same family, and I don't know if his shot can stop Li Mochou from being aggressive towards the little dragon girl...

After thinking for a moment, Nie Pan felt that Li Mochou should not hurt the little dragon girl. He said silently in his heart: I have lived with Li Mochou for half a month. Whether it is forced or greedy for her beauty, we have been a couple for half a month. According to my feelings, Li Mochou is not that. It's so unkind. She's just a woman who has been hurt in love. I think... She shouldn't hurt Long'er. Yes, she definitely won't!

Looking at the lantern in his hand, Nie Pan thought affirmatively that Nie Pan believed that Li Mochou would not hurt the little dragon girl, not only for the meaning of their peers, but also for himself.

There is also a poisoned and unconscious confidant on the cold ice outside. The reality does not allow Nie Pan to continue to feel sad about the empty room here. He hurriedly put away his melancholy thoughts, gently picked up the clean white pillow on the bedding, and prepared to get the cold ice ** to cushion Song Xiyan.

Before leaving, Nie Pan accidentally found a weapon lying on the top of the wooden cabinet, so he touched it and took a closer look. The shape was similar to the "golden bell rope" used by Nie Pan during the duel between the little dragon girl and Li Mochou before crossing, but it was much more exquisite, sharp and strong.

"Well... This must be the golden bell rope used by Long'er. I just don't know how to use weapons. I will practice this in the future. Presumably there must be martial arts secrets of how to use the golden bell rope in Long'er's room. The wife sings the husband, haha... It's very good!" Nie Pan held the golden bell rope and thought happily, loving Wu and Wu, so he decided to specialize in the golden bell rope and swordsmanship in the future.

The white pillow is made of buckwheat skin, which is very soft and comfortable. Nie Pan gently picked up Song Xiyan and stuffed the pillow under her head. Song Xiyan's snoring became more even. In this way, Nie Pan was finally relieved and quietly stood up to go to the kitchen to make some food.

According to Song Xiyan's description, Nie Pan quickly found the location of the kitchen and the granary, opened the door, picked up the lantern and looked for it in the granary. Most of them were coarse grains such as coarse rice, rice, corn, etc., but did not find mung beans, which made Nie Pan somewhat disappointed.

However, what surprised Nie Pan was that he found two sacks of peanuts, and also found a jar of glutinous rice wine. He opened the wine stopper, and the fragrance was overflowing.

"Wow, haha... I'm so lucky. I didn't expect that Long'er was so well prepared. No... Long'er never drinks, and she doesn't have stored it. However, it doesn't matter... as long as there is wine, and there are peanuts. Salted duck eggs and pickles can at least be enjoyed. I'm satisfied that I can enjoy this kind of life under such conditions. Um... Let's boil some millet porridge and feed it to Xiyan first.

Just do it. Nie Pan immediately took out a bowl of millet, and then began to cook porridge. When Nie Pan was busy, he found two big posts, which were full of a jar of extracted pine seed oil, which was used to prepare for lighting. Each cylinder weighed hundreds of catties. It seems that at least three or five can be used. No problem every year.

Nie Pan sat down in front of the firewood stove made of mud, patiently burning firewood to make porridge. In addition to seeing several times on TV to make a fire with firewood, Nie Pan had never seen this kind of mud stove. With the thick smoke, only smoked Nie Pan to tears. However, in order to fill his stomach and the unconscious Song Xiyan, Nie Pan could only endure it, while groping how to burn the stove to lighten the thick smoke. After a lot of hard work, the skill of burning fire gradually became more proficient, and the thick smoke became less and less.

Learning to burn firewood finally made Nie Pan relaxed. He sat in front of the stove with his knees in his arms, looking at the beating fire, watching the boiling heat float out of the cracks in the pot lid, and couldn't help thinking...

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of the most important thing. At present, he is not thinking about how to go back to the past, nor how to leave this ancient tomb, but to find a way to improve his martial arts skills!

In the previous world, Nie Pan had a little tripod cat kung fu to protect himself. That was a civilized society. But now it's different. This is a world of the law of the jungle and respect for martial arts. If you want to live, you must have superb martial arts skills.

"Now it seems that I have to find a way to make myself a master, but how can I do it? Is this a problem?" Nie Pan muttered to himself and racked his brains to think about this question.