The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1423 The Tragic Five-Clawed Golden Dragon

Just think about it, the shadow guards of Mr. Han are all strong men of the Emperor Spirit level.

When Nangong Yan woke up, he saw Feng Zhuo in a state of tranquility.

The anxious look in his eyes dissipated in an instant, he lowered his head, and lightly touched Feng Zhuo's smooth forehead, soft light shone in the bottom of his eyes.

He thought, it's time for him to get up and cook, lest his little Zhuo'er will be hungry after practicing.

However, he was also afraid that if he moved, it would disturb his little Zhuoer's cultivation.

After Nangong Yan thought for a while, he swiped his finger, and a golden light appeared, and the five-clawed golden dragon appeared in front of him.

Just when the five-clawed golden dragon was about to let out a dragon chant instinctively, Nangong Yan raised his hand again, directly sealing the space where the five-clawed golden dragon was.

"Xiao Jin, don't bark, go cook, don't make a sound!" Nangong Yan sent a sound transmission to the five-clawed golden dragon.

Entrenched in mid-air, the majestic five-clawed golden dragon almost fell from the sky in shock.

Master, are you kidding me?
Needless to say, you are absolutely joking!

I am a five-clawed golden dragon!

Super mythical beast, five-clawed golden dragon, hello!
It's okay for you to let me go to heaven and earth, but in the end, you let me cook?
Do you want to cook quietly?

For my size, can I get up quietly?

"Why don't you go soon?" Nangong Yan narrowed his eyes suddenly when he saw the five-clawed golden dragon standing there in a daze.

The five-clawed golden dragon immediately transformed into a human form, and crazily started cooking in the courtyard.

Nangong Yan nodded in satisfaction.

He sat there motionless, even breathing very lightly, lest he would disturb the person in his arms.

His eyes fell on Feng Zhuo's face, staring greedily.

It was as if he wanted to remember every tiny fluff of her in his mind.

He was absolutely sure that Feng Zhuo was his true love, the only person he fell in love with in his life.

But why, as the memory wakes up, the figure of the woman always appears in the mind?

That figure, why does his heart ache every time he looks at it?
No!Can't think about it anymore!
Otherwise, when his little Zhuoer wakes up, he will definitely think about it.

You know, how strong his family's little Zhuo'er's guessing ability is, he only showed a little clue, and she knew that there was another woman, it was really terrible.

I don't know if it's because of Nangong Yan's presence, Feng Zhuo's retreat this time lasted a full ten days.

She opened her eyelids, and an incomparably sharp light flashed in her pitch-black eyes.

Her spiritual power level has not improved, and her strength has not increased.

But I don't know why, it just gives people a feeling of becoming stronger.

If we say that when she was first promoted to the fifth rank of Emperor Spirit, she was a sharp sword, but now she is a long sword that has been dusty for a long time, restraining all the sharp edges, but making people feel even more palpitating.

"Xiao Zhuo'er, are you hungry?" Nangong Yan looked at her and asked softly.

Feng Zhuo nodded.

At her level, not having to eat or drink will have no effect.

However, she likes to eat, it is a kind of taste enjoyment.

In particular, the dishes cooked by Nangong Yan are better than the chefs in seven-star hotels.

"Let's go! Xiaojin must have prepared food!" Nangong Yan took Feng Zhuo's hand and stepped out of the room.

When they arrived in the yard, the expressions on their faces suddenly became extremely exciting.

"What... what's going on here?" Feng Zhuo looked around.

The originally exquisite and elegant small courtyard was completely scorched black by the fire.

(End of this chapter)