Gao Leng school grass: the reborn empress is not easy to mess with

Chapter 118 Chapter 123
In Mr. Ouyang's bedroom.

Ji Mingnuo was lying on the bed, his body temperature was still dropping, and even the room was cold.

Mr. Ouyang first took the elixir to Ming Nuo to slow down the drop in body temperature, and Yan Qiliang frowned: "Can this be saved by the methods of the cultivation world?"

Mr. Ouyang nodded: "But Ms. Yan, you have to think clearly, you are practicing the Fire Element Kung Fu, so your body will easily be unable to hold on."

Yan Qiliang lowered his eyes: "Brother Ji became like this because he protected me for me." He didn't have internal strength and couldn't force out the cold air by himself.

"Mr. Ouyang, I need to borrow your silver needle."

Mr. Ouyang nodded, took out the silver needle and walked out.

Yan Qiliang mobilized his aura, injected it into the silver needle, and the silver needle floated into the air one after another.

The silver needle was slowly inserted into Ji Mingnuo's acupuncture point, and the cold air stirred in Ji Mingnuo's body, Yan Qiliang suppressed it with force, and finally gathered into the silver needle.

Yan Qiliang frowned, sister, the internal strength is not enough!
Yan Qiliang's face became paler and paler, and the cold air seemed to feel her weakness, and became more and more rampant.

Yan Qiliang could only barely hold on, and pulled out the silver needle a little bit, sister, there was no other way, Yan Qiliang began to meditate on the exercises, his spiritual power increased, and the seal began to stir.

Ji Mingnuo seemed to have recovered a little bit of consciousness, and immediately mobilized his internal energy. The cold air could not enter the meridians again, so he had to follow the silver needle to escape from the body.

Yan Qiliang was still suppressing it with all his strength, but at this moment, it exploded, his spiritual power was impacted, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Ouyang felt that there was less movement inside, so he came in immediately: "Miss Yan."

Yan Qiliang got up: "Brother Ji is alright, I want to take him back to take care of him so I won't bother Mr. Ouyang."

"Miss Yan, your meridian is damaged, you should treat it first."

"No, I'll just go back and find Ye Jue. You can help me prescribe some medicine for brother Yan." Yan Qiliang felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he saw Yan Mingnuo's fragile appearance.

Mr. Ouyang nodded, and quickly gave Yan Qiliang a lot of herbs, and she also had her share.

When Yan Qiliang "helped" Ming Mingnuo out, Wan Chengjun was already waiting outside: "Miss Yan, I will send Ming Shao back to the compound of the military region, you should go back and rest first."

Yan Qiliang didn't let go: "I'm going too."

"Can……"

"Mr. Ouyang believes in me, don't you feel relieved?"

Wan Chengjun: "..." I just saw your pale face, it's no better than Ming Shao!

"Then, Miss Yan, please get in the car."

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Ji Mingnuo woke up in the early morning of the next day, and he vaguely remembered what happened yesterday that Yan Qiliang vomited blood again because of him.

Ji Mingnuo got up immediately, and Yan Qiliang was sleeping on the sofa in his room.

Ji Mingnuo got out of bed, the cold air in his body was forced out, and now he is fine.

Yan Qiliang moved restlessly, and Ji Mingnuo couldn't help hooking her lips. Seeing her lips that had recovered their blood color, she felt an urge to kiss her lips and bite them open.

Yan Qiliang felt a little hot on his face, so he babbled a few words unclearly, and Ming Nuo regained his senses, a playfulness flashed in his eyes, and went back to sleep.

Not long after, Yan Qiliang got up, lying lazily beside Ji Mingnuo's arm.

Yan Qiliang looked at Yan Mingnuo's face and clicked his tongue in admiration. Yan Mingnuo's sleeping face is one you'll never get tired of seeing, and thanks to Gao Leng, otherwise, he would definitely be the enemy of mankind!
Thinking about it, Yan Qiliang covered Ji Mingnuo's face with his hand, and even poked it. Zhu Mingnuo endured it, and the temperature dropped a few more degrees.

Yan Qiliang frowned, and muttered softly, "Why is it still cold? Could it be that the cold air hasn't been cleared yet?"

(End of this chapter)