The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Nine Holy Night.

Feng Lingran took off his bloody robe, covered with shocking scars. Although these scars no longer bleed, the red and white separated skin looks horrible and dazzling.

Xiao Xi's eyes were like being pricked by a needle, his heart hurt, and his eyebrows were tightly tightened. Nanhuajun's elixir was very effective, and the wound would scar soon after use. Feng Lingran had already taken the elixir. It's two hours, why doesn't the wound improve?

Feng Lingran's black eyes moved slightly, seeing Xiao Xi standing on the side, staring at the scars on his body without moving, his white thin lips slightly opened: "Ugly?"

Xiao Xi focused on the injury on his body, did not hear what Feng Lingran said, Qing Ling's eyes moved to his handsome face: "Well? What do you say?"

Feng Lingran took a few steps and walked in front of her, bloody, thick floating, he suddenly stretched out his long fingers, grabbed Xiao Xi's small hand, and pressed against the wound on his chest.

Xiao Xi jumped and shook his hand violently, but was pressed hard by him. The warm blood dripped from Xiao Xi's palm.

"What are you doing? Feng Lingran, how much do you think your blood is?" Xiao Xi stared at him in exasperation, feeling that the man in front of him was really called a death, the injury was so serious, and he still died like this.

Annoying, hateful.

"Is it ugly?" He seemed to feel that the wound would hurt, and the deep black eyes looked at her spirit eyes, looking at her delicate face was very angry, he frowned, she disgusted him with the ugly lashes ?

Feng Lingran's expression was a bit sad. If it was a normal whip, the skin of the lash was fluffy, and it could be completely cured with the fine Ningxuelu. In order to deal with him, the blue whip used by him was extremely insidious. This whiplash is not easy to be cured, even if it is cured, I am afraid that it will leave scars.

"Ugly." Xiao Xi was very annoyed, and was all hurt like this, and was she still in the mood to ask her if she was ugly?

She didn't hold the wall, so she served him.

"You dislike it?" Feng Lingran's black eyes firmly locked any subtle expression on her small face, and he cared about her thoughts very much.

The strength of his fingers was a little heavier, and the bright red blood flowed out of Xiao Xi's palm more.

"Release." Xiao Xi's fingers tremble slightly, trying to pull away from his chest. Because of his wounds, Xiao Xi didn't dare to use too much force. She was very annoyed: "Feng Lingran, you won't let go, don't rush to cure If you are injured, I will really despise you."

When this man came to the Holy City, it was as if his brain was lacking in roots. It was not as unpredictable and wise as it was when he was in the Regent's Palace.

After Feng Lingran heard Xiao Xi's words, his slender fingers were loosened, and the whip on his chest was bloody, but he didn't care at all, but Xiao Xi locked his black eyes and said, "You must not be dismissed. "

"..." Xiao Xi was speechless.

After a moment.

Feng Lingran took out a set of clothes from the locker. It was a hospital uniform issued at the beginning of the school. He never wore it. There was probably no other clothes here. He could only wrap it around and cover it. Unsightly scars.

Xiao Xi held the wound wound medicine in his hand: "Feng Lingran, what are you doing in clothes? Take off, I will give you medicine for the wound."

Xiao Xi twisted her eyebrows and looked at him with some displeasure.

"It's too dirty, wait for me to come back."

"Feng..." Ling Ran.

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the dormitory. Xiao Xi wanted to stop him, but she had no time. She ran to the door of the dormitory and could not find Feng Lingran.

Xiao Xi twitched at the corner of his mouth, understood that the phrase "too dirty", he was talking about the blood on his body.

Xiao Xi felt that Feng Lingran didn't want to go well, so he went to bathe at this time.

Can the wound soak?

Xiao Xi tightened his eyebrows, walked out of the dormitory, and chased out.

Soon after Feng Lingran walked out of the dormitory, a strange and mysterious voice came from his mind.

"Do you want the scars on your body to disappear? Go to the bottom of the monster tower to absorb the magic energy! Only magic energy can repair the scars on your body and strengthen your soul. Go! Go! Go..."

The mysterious voice seemed to be able to confuse people, and Feng Lingran was bewildered again and again.

His bleak eyes gradually bewildered, and the widened pupils seemed to reflect Xiao Xi's delicate face, angry at him for a while, smiling at him for a while, the clear eyes moved to his chest, With a small mouth, he seemed to despise the ugly lash marks on his body.

The bewitched voice, like a magic sound, penetrated into his heart and dug deep into his heart, what he cared most about...

Feng Lingran was enchanted and walked towards the monster tower. Soon afterwards, he walked to the monster tower. The mysterious voice was full of excitement and excitement, just when he thought he was about to succeed.

Feng Lingran suddenly paused, coldly said: "Who the hell are you?"

His enlarged black eyes have been condensed, and what is it a little bit bewitched?

The mysterious voice was stunned for a moment. It seemed that Feng Lingran would not be fooled by it. A few times ago, it was very smooth. Why was it suddenly not smooth this time?

Mysterious voice said: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, I will help you and make you more powerful and perfect."

Feng Lingran's black eyes flashed cold and disdainful, and said in a deep voice: "I will ask you again, who are you?"