The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 641 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (40)

Just thinking about this, the siren stopped abruptly.

Jiang Tang only felt that the hand on her neck was loosened, and then her whole body was thrown out, and she fell heavily on the ground with a bang.

"Ho-!"

She was like a dehydrated fish, breathing heavily for air, her entire back was numb from the fall, and her eyes were shining with gold.

Jiang Tang burst into tears in pain, wishing to crush Luo Wuchao to death.

Fuck, this dog thing strangled her to death!

He is finished.

Jiang Tang will remember this hatred for a lifetime.

She got up with difficulty, every breath felt like a blade was scraping her throat, the pain was unbearable.

The culprit was standing in front of him, and Jiang Tang could feel his gaze. Suddenly, the standing figure fell down.

Straight up, without warning.

Jiang Tang was frightened.

She hurried over and reached out to check his breath.

Lively, but weak.

The man was trembling all over, and the painful voice overflowed from his throat, which was extremely suppressed.

Jiang Tang wanted to punch him while he was weak, he really wanted to.

But she dared not.

Master and teacher are, in a sense, the same creature.

She was afraid of the teacher, and she was also a little afraid of the master.

So, she could only pretend to pat Wuchao Xianjun's face hard to vent her anger.

Touching his face, Jiang Tang found that his whole body was icy, with almost no temperature, like a dead thing.

"Ban Ban, how is he now? Will he die?"

"probably not."

"What do you mean you shouldn't?"

"His vital signs are very weak now, you have to ensure his safety."

Jiang Tang snorted coldly.

"It's fine if I don't strangle him to death, what should I do now?"

"how could I know?"

"..."

Rubbish stuff, it's better to dismantle it and sell it for tatters.

Jiang Tang had no choice but to go to see if he could open the window, but before he got up, his arm was grabbed by a strong hand.

"Don't go!"

Wuchao Xianjun opened his eyes at some point, grabbed Jiang Tang tightly, and growled.

Jiang Tang had an indifferent face.

"Master, I'll take you to see a doctor... Forget it, who the hell is capable of treating you."

She squatted back silently.

"Didn't you just let me go?"

Immortal Wu Chao stretched out his other hand and clasped Jiang Tang's waist tightly. Even though he was weak like this, his strength was still strong.

"Didn't you say that you want to accompany me, I will help you!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Tang was pulled into his arms by him, and the air-conditioning radiated from him, icy cold to the bone.

In the darkness, the two figures blend together, motionless.

Wuchao Xianjun seemed to be in severe pain. When the pain was severe, he tightened his grip on Jiang Tang's hand. The room was as cold as an ice cellar. Heat, make sure you don't freeze to death.

But Wuchao Xianjun felt the warmth in his arms, even if it was just like the light of fireflies in the cold night, it was insignificant, but it made him dependent for no reason.

For more than 200 years of nothingness and emptiness, he never thought of absorbing warmth in the past, but now, his state of mind has quietly changed.

It turned out that this feeling is so comfortable.

There was a small ball in his arms, soft and warm, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Holding such a ball all day seems to be not bad.

At this moment, Jiang Tang was focused on burning himself and warming others. How could he know that she had been recognized as a humanoid pillow by a certain fairy.

She was so cold that she felt as if she was surrounded by a block of ice.

Luo Wuchao reckoned that he had a grudge against her, so he couldn't strangle her to death, and now he was going to freeze her to death.

(End of this chapter)