Chapter 1830: Attacking the Sword Immortal Who Cannot Hear His Voice

She raised her head, with obvious drunkenness in her eyes, but she told her drunkenly, "Nan Ke... you should be more careful in the future and don't get hurt again. It's very laborious for me to use spells now..."

"Okay, I remember." Nanke didn't ask her how he managed to heal his wound so quickly. When she went limp and was about to fall to the ground, he held her in his arms in time, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm so tired..." She had just started to recover her mana. She shouldn't have used magic in the first place, but now she spent a lot of effort to heal his wounds, and she lost all her strength for a moment.

There was no one else around, so Nanke could hug her without restraint, "Feng Guang can sleep for a while, I'm here."

"Well..." Feng Guang was drunk and tired. She could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes without him saying anything.

But just as she closed her eyes, another young man and woman walked out not far away.

The beautiful woman in purple made an uncertain voice, "Sister?"

Feng Guang, who was leaning in Nan Ke's arms, opened her eyes slightly when she heard the familiar voice. She looked at the person with drunken eyes and said lightly "Oh", "It's you, Seventh Sister..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

"It's really my sister!" Zijing ran over again happily, but stopped three feet away from the scenery, because she clearly felt that the man holding her sister was exuding bad vibes. breath.

"Xiao Qi." The scholar-looking man followed Zi Jing and came over. Like Zi Jing, he also intuitively felt bad about Nan Ke's impression.

Zijin frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"What kind of person am I? Of course I am a person of scenery." Nanke smiled, and he was really pure and kind. He added: "You are scenery's sister."

"Not bad." Zijing thought about Nanke's words again, and for a while he was not sure what the relationship between Nanke and the scenery was.

The person following Zijing was naturally Dong Yong, who was famous in Fengguang's eyes. He whispered to Zijing: "I think your sister's situation is not right now, why not let them go to our house first."

Zijin thought for a while and nodded, "This young master..."

"Want to go to your house?" Before Zi Jing finished speaking, Nan Ke had already smiled and said: "Of course it's good, the scenery needs a place to rest now."

Inexplicably, Zijing couldn't stand Nanke's attitude towards Scenery. Logically speaking, among everyone present, she should be the one who cares about Scenery the most, right?

The Dong Mansion is located in the town. It is a scholarly family. The two elders of the Dong Mansion have been dead for many years. Now the person in charge of the family is Dong Yong. Since Dong Yong married Zijin, the person in charge has become Zijin again. .

What goes beyond Feng Guang's knowledge is that Dong Yong is not a villager who herds cattle, but a noble son with a rich family. After all, this is not a traditional fairy match story, and it is normal for the plot identities to be different.

Fengguang didn't wake up until noon on the second day. As soon as she woke up, she pressed her temples. She had a splitting headache and it was really uncomfortable. The person who had been sitting next to the bed picked her up and put her in his arms. A bowl of soup was brought to her mouth, "After drinking the hangover soup, Feng Guang won't have a headache anymore."

Uncomfortable scenery obediently opened her mouth and drank the sobering soup. After drinking, she rested uncomfortably on the solid and warm chest for a long time. A pair of hands gently pressed her temples. After a long time, she felt a little more comfortable.

The man asked gently: "Are you feeling better?"

She nodded, and then was stunned again, then she slowly raised her head. Seeing Nanke's familiar face, she slowly blushed, and asked tremblingly: "Why, why, why are you here?" here?"

"Feng Guang is drunk, so naturally someone should take care of her." Nanke smiled slightly again and smoothed her forehead.

She was stunned and became even more nervous, "I was drunk...then...did we...did anything happen...any bad relationship!?"

"Relationship?" Nanke thought for a while, "Does a bloody relationship count?"

The scenery heard the sound of thunder from the blue.