"It's too much. Purple-Shirt Dragon King, you're very unauthentic. You have everything in your room and nothing in our room. I don't think you're a person who is short of money. You're stingy?" Yang Xuan hugged the purple-Shirt Dragon King and returned to the room. He realized that, damn, there are all bathtubs, beds, cabinets, wardrobes, dressing tables in the whole room. It's simply fine decoration. Thinking about your room, you've never seen such a stingy person!

While complaining, Yang Xuan dragged the purple-shirted Dragon King to the bed. Hey, he hadn't noticed it just now. Yang Xuan pinched the purple-shirted Dragon King's waist and suddenly felt smooth and came over. He didn't expect that the purple-shirted Dragon King's figure and skin were so good. He suddenly thought of the appearance of the ancient Persian woman shown by the queen of red. Yang Xuan had goosebumps all over.

After calming down, Yang Xuan still put the purple-shirted Dragon King in a cross-legged position, and he began to heal her wounds behind the purple-shirted Dragon King.

It was strange that the internal strength of Persia was so different. The martial arts above the Holy Fire Order should not be underestimated. After bounced back the hidden weapon, it still had a strange internal force. No wonder the Purple-shirted Dragon King couldn't move. Instead, his injuries were not very serious, but his ability to move was controlled by the strange internal force.

Yang Xuan immediately used his skills, and used the power of qi and blood from the Chinese martial arts to circle the body of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King, and immediately resolved the strange internal energy.

The purple-shirted Dragon King immediately began to heal his injuries. The injury was simple, but there was a golden flower hidden weapon deeply piercing it in his chest. Fortunately, it was not poisonous, but it was very deep and not easy to deal with.

After a few Zhoutians, the internal injuries were already sound. The Purple-Shirt Dragon King planned to start dealing with the external injuries, but his arm was about to use the hidden weapon to naturally pull the wound. The Purple-Shirt Dragon King couldn't help but grinned in pain.

"Or what, I'll pull it for you?" Yang Xuan suggested unconsciously as he looked at the purple-shirted Dragon King with a feeling of dog biting a hedgehog.

The Purple-Shirt Dragon King couldn't help but look at Yang Xuan suspiciously, "Why are you so kind to me? I've already broken through the door and it's good that the Ming Cult doesn't chase me. Do you have any intention?"

"Ha, I have a big temper, I have certainly tried. I've been rectifying the academic affairs recently. Now the Ming Cult is in trouble. You are just alone now. Why not throw yourself into the arms of the Ming Cult? Haven't you seen the Persian archon arrest you? If they find it,

You should know their methods better than me!!”

"Hmph, you said it lightly. I broke into the door and went to teach. How many people advised me? Do I know if I have no shame to go back now?"

"Hehe, face is important or fate is important. It seems that your daughter is here too. If you are kidnapped by them tomorrow, what about your daughter? What should you do if you two? Don't reject me first, weigh the pros and cons by yourself."

Yang Xuan walked to the purple-shirted Dragon King and used Xiao Zhao to talk about it. Yang Xuan believed that as long as he was a human, he would definitely have weaknesses. After all, ten months of pregnancy cannot put his daughter in danger.

Indeed, according to the rules of the chief sect, if Yang Xuan doesn't care about him tomorrow, he will definitely be subject to burning. If he doesn't want to die, then Xiao Zhao will definitely be recalled to the Persian chief sect as the leader. The female leader will not be able to marry for the rest of his life. This will not delay his daughter's life? After weighing the pros and cons, the Dragon King of Purple Shirts still surrendered, "If we can help us overcome the difficulties this time, then I can consider returning to the Ming Cult."

"Yeah." Yang Xuan nodded with satisfaction, and then tore open the purple-shirted Dragon King's clothes.

!!! Yang Xuan's eyes were straight, it was too disagreeable. The career line in the purple-shirted Dragon King's chest was too deep and very huge. But looking at the purple-shirted Dragon King's face, oh, Yang Xuan was so disagreeable.

"Hmph, what are you looking at? What are you looking at? When will you pull out the hidden weapon?" Yang Xuan stared at the chest of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King with burning eyes, which made the Purple-Shirt Dragon King very uncomfortable and couldn't help but remind him.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but grin and began to concentrate. He saw a hidden weapon deeply embedded in the flesh near the Qihai. Yang Xuan touched the flesh around him and felt that the root of the Jinhua hidden weapon was deeply stuck in the gap between the bones. No wonder the purple-shirted Dragon King felt the pain when he raised his hand.

Yang Xuan quickly pulled down the Jinhua hidden weapon while the Purple-shirt Dragon King was not paying attention.

With a "Ah~~~", the Purple-shirted Dragon King fainted in pain.

Yang Xuan pinched the hidden weapon, Damn it, no, he is just as good as his medical skills, but it is still okay to pull out the hidden weapon. When he got closer, he found that the hidden weapon was pulled too fast, causing the bone to be torn off directly.

This time, I was so embarrassed that I looked at the bloody purple dragon king, Yang Xuan immediately asked the queen to show her to herself

The holographic projection of the human body was shown, and the purple-shirted Dragon King was started to bone-seal the Purple-Shirted Dragon King followed the steps above the projection. Because the first bone-sealing hand was quite unfamiliar, and with the blood, sweat, and clothes on his hands, Yang Xuan's hand began to slip. In desperation, Yang Xuan took off all the upper body of the Purple-Shirted Dragon King, and then began to splice the bones in the blood hole bit by bit.

After a long time, Yang Xuan touched the skin outside the bone with satisfaction. It was good, really good, there was no bump at all. Yang Xuan looked at his work with satisfaction, and then inputted enough life energy into the wound, so that the wound would heal quickly and not even have a scar.

After all, Yang Xuan was sweating.

"Yeah~~"

The Purple-Shirt Dragon King gradually woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Xuan grinned and looked at him, but in a blink of an eye, he felt a chill on his body. Yang Xuan grinned and rode on his body, with his hands on his big rabbit. The Purple-Shirt Dragon King was completely confused.

"You, what do you want to do?" said the Purple-Shirt Dragon King coldly.

"It's nothing, it's just helping you pick up bones, what's wrong?"

"Hmph, you can get off me."

At this time, Yang Xuan realized that the purple-shirted Dragon King had such a good figure. He used to bend his body, but he couldn't tell it. Now, when he looked at it, the purple-shirted Dragon King was not short at least 170 years old, because the purple-shirted Dragon King was lying flat and his chest was covered with blood. Now when he touched it, he felt that the purple-shirted Dragon King's bust was basically comparable to Natasha, because it was too urgent just now, Yang Xuan didn't even look carefully.

Yang Xuan hurriedly ran off the purple-shirted Dragon King. The purple-shirted Dragon King touched the wound on his body, and his eyes suddenly widened. How could it be? Not to mention the wound, there was not even a scar.

The purple-shirted Dragon King jumped up excitedly, and even ignored his clothes. The two big rabbits on his body jumped happily, making Yang Xuan narrow his eyes.

Seeing Yang Xuan's eyes, the Purple-Shirt Dragon King screamed and immediately ran to the side to open the closet, quickly changed his clothes. Because of lying down, the blood was also stained with human skin. The mask, because of the excitement and twisting just now, the moment the Purple-Shirt Dragon King put on his clothes and turned around, the human skin and mask fell off.
Chapter completed!