The Second Generation Elves

Chapter 23 The Friendly Admitted Cuddle of the Princess

Everyone present was stunned.

even Ji Wuye, who was always calm and composed, was stunned.

The handsome young man before him was An Bulang.

No matter how Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue thought, they would never have imagined that An Bulang would make such a decisive move.

What a similar plot, this is revenge, right? Is this a welcome link?

And he had just found an awkward reason to make a move!

"An Bulang .. you ..." Ji Yinyin lay on her side and curled up on the ground, her mouth full of blood, but she stared blankly at the man with her dim eyes.

He did not expect that under such circumstances, there would be someone defending him.

But soon, he panicked: "You go ... You, you hit young master Yunjianzong ..."

"Young Sect Master is amazing? Shouldn't he hit someone so ugly?" A Bulang walked over and carefully picked up Ji Yinyin. Waves of spiritual energy flowed through Ji Yinyin's body, and found that the other person was severely injured and hers a fractured bone, most likely to die from internal bleeding. "

At this moment, a loud cry sounded.

"An Bulang! Is the palace a place where you can do whatever you want?!" Ji Wuye scolded angrily.

"How dare you hurt Cheng Xiao, the young master of the Yunjian Sect." Qin Shiyue took two steps forward, with a flash of spiritual light in her hand.

A Bulang looked at the two of them coldly, a terrifying aura erupted, and he asked, "Then?"

Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue seemed to see an extremely frightening ferocious beast watching them, making them unable to move.The unprecedented crisis of life and death enveloped their bodies.

Intuition told them that if they said something again, An Bulang would tear them apart.

His momentum was suppressed, and Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue were unable to say a word.

Looking at the domineering and peerless man beside her, Ji Yinyin felt a heat in her heart.

"An Bulang, you dare to hurt me .. My father will never let you go ..."

Cheng Xiao was lying on the ground, covering his red and swollen face, his mouth was covered in blood, and he looked annoyed.

An Bulang did not care to pay attention to the other party, and directly wrapped his arms around Ji Yinyin's calf, and hugged her horizontally.

"Ah .. you!" Ji Yinyin was startled and shouted, her breathing became tight, "You .. why did you suddenly hug me ..."

An Bulang rolled his eyes: "You're badly injured, your internal organs are bleeding, your shoulders and spine are fractured, and you can still walk on your own?"

Ji Yinyin was speechless, her bluish-black face turned slightly bloodier, "However ... no one has ever hugged me like this ..."

"It's because you're so ugly that no one wants to hug you" An Bulang said frankly.

Ji Yinyin: ".., I've been hurt really badly... Please don't hurt me anymore..."

An Bulang smiled gently: "Then don't talk so much nonsense, let me hug you."

Ji Yinyin buried her ugly face in An Bulang's chest, slightly nodded, wrapped her arms around the other's neck, and hugged him tightly.

This was the first time An Bulang had hugged a princess with a princess, but it felt bad, especially since this princess was too different from the princess he had imagined.

He hugged the girl like this, passing Qin Shiyue and Ji Wuye.

During the entire process, they no longer dared to say a word.

"An Bulang .. you are an assortment of cultivators .. you are cursed .. My father also knew the ruler of other top sects, and when the time came, when the time came, some of the great monks in the Naling Realm will deal with you at the same time ... "Cheng Xiao was still lying on the ground and shouting.

A Bulang stopped.

Seeing An Bulang's hesitation, Cheng Xiao laughed even more: "Do you regret it now? It's too late, you've hurt me, and you'll face the cruelest revenge ..."

An Bulang walked towards Cheng Xiao with Ji Yinyin in his arms.

"I think you seem to have misunderstood something."

"I just felt like the shot was too light..."

Cheng Xiao's entire body trembled, his eyes widened and he said: "You, what do you want to do, my father can't .. ah ah ... !!"

An Bulang stomped on Cheng Xiao's lower abdomen, causing him to vomit blood again.

Then he flicked his finger, and there was the sound of bones cracking.

Cheng Xiao's feet were instantly paralyzed.

Then he slapped Cheng Xiao's face again, causing both sides of his face to swell simultaneously, symmetrical and harmonious.

After finishing the one-stop service, Cheng Xiao finally calmed down, and completely fainted from the pain.

"Now clean. The shot just now was too light, which irritated him because he still had the energy to chat all the time. "An Bulang nodded in satisfaction, and left with Ji Yinyin in his arms.

Qin Shiyue could only move her eyelids upon hearing An Bulang's words.

Ji Wuye watched the entire process from the side, He who was silent the entire time, took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face, but the smile was extremely cold: "It's okay, it's okay, he had offended Yun Jianzong." Died. Cheng Yuzi, the ruler of Yunjianzong, was the most powerful person in the Canglan Kingdom. His cultivation base was at the sixth level of Naling, and he also knew some great monks in the Naling realm. Now I think An Bulang can jump up and down when will it happen?"

"Yunjianzong, Bi'an Pavilion, and my Qin family, An Bulang will immediately feel a sense of despair. Qin Shiyue also had a hostile expression on her face. He had once been humiliated by An Bulang last night, and now It was an unprecedented shame for him to be startled by his aura again.

He was silent for a moment, then said: "A Bulang has a little cultivation, don't act rashly, let those big men crush him to death."

Ji Wuye nodded, his cold smile subsided, and turning into anxiety and sadness, he ran over to help Cheng Xiao who was on the ground: "Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master, how are you ..."

...

Ji Hongxue said goodbye to his father and walked towards his room in a low mood.

Suddenly, An Bulang approached with Ji Yinyin in his arms, which surprised him: “An Bulang, what are you doing?!”

An Bulang said firmly, "No."

“Ah?” Ji Hongxue did not react.

“Stop talking nonsense, hurry and help!” An Bulang scolded gently.

It was then that Ji Hongxue realized that Ji Yinyin's condition was not right, she seemed to be seriously injured, which frightened her, so she rushed over to help.

The two carefully placed Ji Yinyin on the bed.

Ji Hongxue was also a practitioner, he used spiritual energy to detect his injuries, and his face turned pale again: "This is a serious wound! I will immediately call the imperial physician!"

“No need.” A Bulang directly refused, “I will do it myself.”

It was only at that moment that Ji Hongxue realized that the other party was a strong person with a high level of cultivation, and his medical skills were excellent as well.

“Do you need me to prepare something?” Ji Hongxue asked again.

An Bulang said: "Reply peanuts, ginger slices, black beans ..."

Ji Hongxue wrote it in a hurry, very seriously. This is his duty, and he must also contribute!

"There are also fresh pork legs .. It is better to cook them longer ..."

Ji Hongxue relaxed his hands, and looked at An Bulang in astonishment.

"Oh yeah, add more salt."

Ji Hongxue: "May I ask, what are these objects used for?"

You fool, of course this is used to make soup. I'm hungry and want to drink pork leg soup, so hurry up.

Ji Hongxue:

The old woman was so excited that she wanted to save her sister, why do you want me to make soup for you?

Hurry up, if I don't drink pork knuckle soup, my healing power will be reduced by half An Bulang said impatiently.

Ji Hongxue: Do it now!

An Bulang started taking care of Ji Yinyin.

Ji Yinyin's injuries are serious, especially in the bones and internal organs.

Of course this injury is very serious for ordinary people, but in the eyes of An Bulang, it is still a trivial thing.

"An Bulang ... I .. will I die?" Ji Yinyin opened her eyes and said angrily, "I know my own body, getting weaker and weaker, tell me honestly, am I going to die soon? I can't 'T..."

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin on the bed without saying: "I didn't say anything, and you sentenced yourself to death?"

Ji Yinyin grabbed An Bulang's sleeves and squeezed an ugly smile on her ugly face: "An Bulang, thank you, thank you for standing up for me, I never thought there would be a man who could provoke a giant like me. Yunjiang..."

"You are my hero!"

Ji Yinyin looked at An Bulang foolishly, and said affectionately, “An Bulang, I like you!!”

The explosion!

A Bulang was trembling.

A Bulang looked at the shy girl on the bed, her face blue and black, teasing like a star, her eyes, one big and one small, shining brightly, her crooked mouth pursed, and her, and he just looked at himself with compassion. .

The first time I confessed, was it taken by him?

"Yes, who gave you courage..." An Bulang's hand trembled slightly.

"The courage that death gave me. I'm going to die anyway, so I can't help my words. " The girl looked at An Bulang, and said word for word, "I, Ji Yinyin, only love you, An Bulang, in this life!!"

"Justin..." Scalp An Bulang tingling.

After he came down to earth, he had never loved anyone, but this time he was completely shocked.

"Cough, cough ..." Ji Yinyin seemed to be too emotional, she coughed loudly, suddenly curled up, and vomited another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, An Bulang immediately cast a healing spell to heal the wounds on his body.

"I will die, but I have a desire that has never been fulfilled .." Ji Yinyin said with great difficulty.

“What request?”An Bulang asked casually.

"My first kiss is still there, I want to dedicate it to you," Ji Yinyin said.

An Bulang glanced at his crooked and pale lips, and inevitably said, "I've done so much for you, is this how you repay your kindness?"

Ji Yinyin's eyes were wet.

"An Bulang! I've made pork leg soup!" Ji Hongxue ran to the door while holding a bowl of soup.

An Bulang stood silently: "There is no hope, wait for death, and leave."

patting...

Porcelain bowl crack.

The pig's knuckle soup spilled all over the floor.

In the end, after Ji Hongxue bitterly pleaded and Ji Yinyin said that she might be able to save him, An Bulang finally agreed to try again, on the condition that Ji Yinyin shut up.

Ji Hongxue was ready to accept An Bulang's condition, afraid that Ji Yinyin would make a mistake, he even stuffed Ji Yinyin's mouth with a towel.

Ji Yinyin uttered the voice of "woo woo woo" the entire time, like a girl who was tragically mistreated.

A Bulang felt a pain in his head, what was persecuted, explained Lao Tzu who saved him! How bad it is to make such a sound and be misunderstood!

Green fluorescence formed on An Bulang's fingertips, and by lightly tapping on the opponent's lower abdomen, bursts of energy containing powerful healing power began to fuse with the opponent's body, and, transformed into a fine line of surgery Ji Yinyin repaired her damaged internal organs.

This is a high-level healing technique that An Bulang can do at this time. A thousand threads of hand springs can transform the aura into a thin thread of countless spiritual powers to repair damaged body parts, and release energy that makes cells become highly active and divide. , accelerates wound healing.

Although Ji Hongxue did not know what was happening, he could feel Ji Yinyin's energy and blood begin to fill up, and the painful expression on her face gradually subsided. According to him, that almost desperate wound was actually revived in the hands of An Bulang!

Everything goes on in an orderly manner.

But suddenly, An Bulang felt something strange on Ji Yinyin's body.

A strange hot current collided with his thin aura.

He would use all of his strength to maintain the stability of the thin thread of spiritual energy, but in the other direction, the cold power that suddenly froze the thin thread of his spiritual energy, making the thin thread of his spiritual energy sluggish, and then a stream of heat melted the thin thread of his spiritual energy.

An Bulang gasped, with a look of disbelief on his face.

“What's up?”Seeing An Bulang's expression change, Ji Hongxue became worried.

“It's okay, I still can't believe it anymore, I can't cure you little bastard!” A Bulang showed a ferocious expression on his face.

Ji Yinyin: "Woooooooo..."

Ji Hongxue: ".." - j: "..."

Is the painting style wrong?

The explosion!

A terrifying momentum exploded.

A Bulang used all his strength to condense the Thousand Sutra Hand, which turned into thousands of thin threads of spiritual energy, and entered Ji Yinyin's body.

The heat and cold attacked again.

But this time, the thin line of An Bulang spiritual energy was a hundred times harder than before, and it was still strong after thousands of blows, letting out the wind from east to west!

After half an hour.

A Bulang leaned against the bed while panting.

Ji Hongxue stretched out his white and soft hand to put on his shoulder, and squeezed it firmly.

“Ji Yinyin has completely recovered?” Ji Hongxue asked again with a hint of disbelief.

A Bulang pointed to Ji Yinyin who looked comfortable and grateful: "Do you think she looks like a seriously injured person now?"

"I repaired broken and broken internal organs with fine threads of spiritual energy, and stimulated the activity of the cells in his body. After that, he would be able to fully recover within ten days after eating and sleeping soundly!"

Ji Yinyin sat down and rushed towards An Bulang: “Kakak Bulang, let me help you squeeze!”

“I don't want to, you go!” An Bulang was frightened by Ji Yinyin's initiative, and threw herself into Ji Hongxue's embrace, leaning her head over the two soft lumps, which were warm and had a seductive body scent.

"Ann! Nah! Lang! Don't exaggerate!"

Ji Hongxue was massaging as An Bulang's head suddenly fell on his chest, and there was no way to hide.

An Bulang quickly lowered his head.

Ji Yinyin timidly said, "Sister Bulang, without you, Yinyin might be dead by now. Yinyin cannot repay your great kindness, and from now on Yinyin will be your brother Bulang..."

"Justin..." An Bulang jerked.

Ji Hongxue stopped massaging An Bulang even further, his small mouth opened wide enough to insert the entire apple.

Is this a personal promise? !

Although she knew that her younger sister had a stronger personality, she dared to act. But I really didn't expect him to actually dare to say it ...

This time it was not only An Bulang who thought of that word.

Ji Hongxue also thought about it.

The word is: to repay kindness with hatred.

"I know I'm ugly ... You'd be ashamed to let me out ..." Ji Yinyin bit her lower lip tightly, the sense of inferiority and sadness in her eyes shone, she still stubbornly insisted, "Yinyin can wear a mask! Its alright. No one said I was ugly!"

A Bulang fell silent.

Ji Hongxue thought An Bulang would get angry, and was about to speak up to ease the atmosphere.

A Pulang suddenly said, "You really want to follow me?"

Ji Yinyin nodded seriously.

Wh why?ask An Bulang again.

Among all the people I know, except sister Hongxue, you are the only one who does not consider me ugly, Ji Yinyin said.

No, I don't like it An Bulang said solemnly.

Jiyinyin:

Ji Hongxue:

Ji Yinyin took a deep breath and said with an ugly smile: "But I know you don't hate me, because of the neighborhood you live in, you know, I actually have a very strong perception of the hidden emotions of those around me."

I know that your eyes are always clear when you look at me. You'll smile sincerely while chatting with me at the teahouse, you'll get angry when you see me beaten, and you'll feel sorry for me when I hug you.

Most importantly, I know I like you, An Bulang!

The extremely ugly fifth princess once again made a bold confession.

Ji Hongxue was stunned.

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin deeply: "So."

"I know I'm ugly, I can wear a mask. I don't need you to do anything for me, I'll just be your maid by your side, I can cook, I can wash, I can massage, hit my back, wash my feet ..." Ji Yinyin continued to speak, stubbornly struggling for that glimmer of hope, but her lips were suddenly pressed down by one finger.

Okay, do not stress that you are ugly, I will not accept ugly monsters as servants, An Bulang said.

Ji Yinyin stared blankly at An Bulang, tears streaming down her eyes.

An Bulang looked directly at Ji Yinyin: But I can make you beautiful, do you want to be beautiful?

Watch the third, here's the recommendation, please select more recommendation votes, and announce group number: 1031630512. WeChat public account: Maverick Big Snail, there is a photo of An Bulang and Ji Yinyin there

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