Chapter 222 Tenderness

Gan Ping didn't expect that his good intentions could get this kind of attitude. He couldn't help crying and laughing. At this time, a painful cry came from Bixin not far away. Obviously, the power of the black light was onset. Gan Ping was shocked. For the naive and romantic Bixin, Gan Ping still had a good impression. Now she screamed in pain. Gan Ping couldn't care much. Thinking of leaving here as soon as possible, he quickly reached out and picked up the tenderness on the ground and walked in the direction of Bixin.

Bi Rou was caught off guard and was hugged by Gan Ping. His nose was full of man's breath. He couldn't help but be annoyed. Just now, Gan Ping fought with the dead ghost Mo Yehua, but the solid copper cylinder did not do anything clever with the iron urn. In this way, he, who had been secretly injured, had already sweated heavily. At present, he hurriedly picked up Bi Rouqing, and the strong man's breath immediately filled Bi Rouqing's mouth and nose, making her ashamed and angry.

After struggling for a few times, he found that he could not move. Bi Rouqing lay in Gan Ping's arms. A pair of killing people stared at Gan Ping's face, hoping to swallow it alive. Naturally, Gan Ping also felt the tender eyes, but thinking of what she just said, the nine-tailed fire scorpion stared at the side, and it may not be killed at any time. If he had been injured, or the blood-chemical knife had not been robbed, of course, he could fight with this murderer, but it was impossible now. He secretly apologized in his heart. Gan Ping stiffened his scalp against the tender eyes, and walked to the blue heart with his back. The short journey of dozens of feet was as long as tens of millions of miles.

Bi Rouqing was held in Gan Ping's arms. She only hated herself for being hit by Mo Yeqing's vicious spell. She couldn't move, and she hated it in her heart. At the same time, she also hated the boy who took the opportunity to take advantage of herself. A pair of beautiful eyes were full of anger, but unfortunately it was difficult to move, otherwise Gan Ping would definitely be smashed with a sword.

Gan Ping took a few steps and gasped slightly. Previously, he had been hit by the world-class demon. He had already been seriously injured in the meridians and organs. In just three days, he only stabilized the injury and did not let it deteriorate. Later, he fought hard with Mo Yehua with the injury. At this time, it was already the end of the strong crossbow and was difficult to support. After taking a few steps with Bi Rouqing in his arms, he couldn't help it. His breath was full of blood, which sprayed on Bi Rouqing's face from time to time. Although the soft jade is warm and fragrant, Gan Ping feels that it is more than ten thousand gold, and it is difficult to stand it.

Bi Tenderness was angry. She asked for a trace of blood. Looking up, Gan Ping's handsome but still slightly immature face was slightly twisted, and it was obviously suffering great pain. Bi Rouqing suddenly realized why the teenager didn't chase Mo Yeqing just now. It turned out that he had already been secretly injured and it was difficult to control himself. Looking at Gan Ping's painful face, Bi Rouqing's heart moved slightly and couldn't help but stop twisting his body to avoid touching his wound again.

Being held in the arms of this teenager, although it was extremely embarrassing, it made Birou emotionally warm. Although Gan Ping was less than 15 years old, because of the refining of his body since he hid, it was no less than the eighteen or nineteen teenagers. Half leaning on his broad and solid chest, he listened to the clear and powerful heartbeat of the teenager. As the teenager walked, bursts of men's breath came, but the tenderness suddenly reached a burst of safety and warmth, and his body couldn't help but feel slightly cold. The power of desire in the body rises wantonly as if there is no restriction. Bi Rouxin knows that this is because his injury is too serious, and he has a faint force to fight back.

Bi Rouqing practice is the cold ice power handed down by the ancient Sanxian. It is the ultimate skill of water. It is domineering and powerful, but if you are traumatized, it is also extremely troublesome. After all, this cold ice power is not an orthodox five-e elements cultivation method, which is extremely harmful to the human body. When you hurt others, you will also hurt yourself. It is a double-edged sword. Now, under the serious injury of Bi Rouqing, it has long been unable to suppress the cold ice in the body. The dark injury accumulated by the previous cultivation of Senluo Hanbing's strength, coupled with the disturbance of desire, the true element in the body has long been in a mess. She only felt cold all over, but her generous and warm chest attracted her so that she didn't want to leave at all.

Gan Ping gritted his teeth and held this tenderness to Bixin's side. Bixin, leaning under the tree, had already been stunned. He knew how arrogant his senior sister was. How could she be so obedient to let this teenager hold in her arms? Could it be that she also has a good impression on this teenager? Bi Xin's face turned red. Why did she say it herself? What's wrong with you?

This Bixin has lived in the sect for a long time. I haven't seen many outsiders at all. I have heard from the sisters how handsome and majestic a young hero is. Unfortunately, I have never seen such a character. Today, forced by the two murderers of Moye, he was almost in danger. At the critical moment, the teenager was born and repelled the two villains, which was just in line with the heroic dream of the Huaichun girl. In addition, he was sweet, handsome and elegant, and Bixin was even more fond of him. I don't know why, when I saw my senior sister being held in the arms of this teenager, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in my heart.

Gan Ping knew nothing about this writing. He put the Bi Tenderness, who was already half asleep and half awake, on the ground. Gan Ping was relieved. Although she is full of soft jade and warm fragrance, she dares not think of anything else. This frozen thousand-mile tenderness, the name of the tenderness fairy is not a false name. If it annoys her, she can't say that she will suffer in the future. What's more, except for Ma Linger, Gan Ping has hugged other girls. Compared with Ma Linger's undeveloped figure, her tender body is concave and convex, full of fragrance, which makes Gan Ping can't help but think of the half-deposed clothes in the dark room.

It seems that he has been injured, and this skill of nourishing Qi has also greatly declined. Gan Ping hurriedly expelled the idea in his mind and looked at Bixin beside him. Bixin was staring at herself with a pair of curious big eyes. Gan Ping was embarrassed by her. She arched her hand and said, "Bixin Fairy, right? Dare to ask where this place is? We need to leave here as soon as possible. Your sister said that the nine-tailed fire scorpion is beside us. It's not safe here. It's better to leave as soon as possible.

When Bixin heard the words, she couldn't help but be shocked. Previously, she saw her senior sister turning around and thought that her senior sister had been killed and wanted to receive it. Unexpectedly, it was the result. She quickly replied, "This is Nanji Mountain. Don't you know?" With that, he turned his head to look at his senior sister, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, what's wrong with her? Why is your face blushing and white for a while? Only then did Gan Ping find that Bi's tenderness was wrong. He quickly put his finger on the Hao wrist and frowned to find out.

"The Zhenyuan in her body is extremely disordered, and there seems to be a dark injury outbreak, which makes her unconscious. It seems that she needs to find a safe place to treat it." Gan Ping felt the cold power of his fingertips roaring and said. The cold air from Bi's tender wrists, even Gan Ping's Yangling body, can't stand it, which shows how her body is in chaos. It's not too late. Gan Ping hurriedly whistled, and the fire that was searching for things on the dead ghost Mo Yeqing in the distance jumped over, waving a palm-sized storage bag and a handkerchief in his hand.

Feeling the strange Gu Guang of Bi's heart, Gan Ping blushed slightly. Since searching for the treasures on the monk's remains in the witch's tomb, the fire has been obsessed with such things that have been gained without effort. Looking at its happy appearance, Gan Ping can't help but be speechless for a moment.

Bixin was looking at the clever and cute little monkey with great interest. When he was showing off in front of the Gan plane, there was a loud roar in the distance, and bursts of fishy air came to his face. A huge figure appeared in front of the two people. It was the nine-tailed fire scorpion.

Gan Ping looked at the nine-tailed fire scorpion in front of him and couldn't help taking a breath. Originally, he thought that the iron armored Kui Niu he had faced was already a huge thing, but in front of the nine-tailed fire scorpion, it was just a rabbit next to the buffalo. The fierce beast in front of him waved a pair of front claws like sitting on a hill, and half of the sunlight was blocked by its huge body. The body was as red as a mirror. There were potholes on the armor, and there were many unscattered frost hanging on its body. Seeing the Gan Ping people in the distance, the fire scorpion roared fiercely, and a pair of dark and fierce eyes looked fiercely at the coma tenderness lying on the ground.

Obviously, the monster hated the tenderness that it hurt. It sprayed out a mouth and a large strand of black smoke with a trace of sparks, and went straight to the three people and a monkey in front of him.