Chapter 764

It’s no wonder that in the novel, the relationship is constantly cut and messed up. Once the relationship between men and women is involved, it’s like a cat scratching the ends of wool, and you can’t figure it out.

Now it seems that it is so!

If it was an ordinary man who confessed his love to her, if she didn't like it, she would simply refuse, giving the other party a pleasure and giving herself a pleasure.

But it's Regal--

If she refused directly and knew his biggest secret, would he kill her directly when he became angry?

Damn! My head hurts!

Ning Xuemo shook her head, she simply didn't want to.

It's important for her to practice!

Only when she really becomes stronger can she have the confidence to live in this world, and she still wants to take revenge on that bastard Ye Qingluan!

She checked Emperor Zun's injury again, but there was no change. Not too bad look.

Seeing his state, although Xuemo felt a little anxious, she was helpless.

He used the rejuvenation technique again, but with little effect.

His eyes were closed all the time, and he couldn't wake up even if he called out. But breathing seems to be a little better than before.

It was beyond Ning Xuemo's expectation that Emperor Zun suffered such a serious injury.

She still has the illusion of dreaming until now.

Ning Xuemo has become a habit of practicing hard recently. Sitting here at this time, she couldn't help but think of the spells she saw on the White Pagoda, so she decided to practice here.

The aura here seems to be particularly abundant, and the most abundant is the water element, which is just suitable for her to practice wood element spells.

The time of training always passes quickly, and I don't know how long it has been. Ning Xuemo was practicing completely oblivious, when she suddenly heard a weak moan...

The voice was low and hoarse, but it hit her heart like a heavy hammer, bringing her back to her senses in an instant.

Subconsciously looking back, I was shocked!

Emperor Zun was still lying there, his brows were tightly frowned, his originally pale face turned red as if rouge had been applied. Breathing is also a little short.

He has a fever? !

Ning Xuemo hurriedly patted his head, her heart skipped a beat, his forehead was hot! I really have a high fever!

Needless to say, it was because his back injury was too severe and he had not received any medical treatment, so he had a fever.

Ning Xuemo started to get busy like a spinning top, tore off a piece of his clothes and soaked it in water to physically cool him down.

What's terrible is that his high fever is different from that of normal people, and the temperature of forty-two degrees is already the limit for normal people.

According to Ning Xuemo's measurement, his temperature is estimated to be forty-seven or eight degrees!

As soon as she wiped it off with a damp cloth, the moisture was immediately dried by his heat...

At first, Ning Xuemo just wiped his forehead, but later, seeing that his fever was too severe, she simply wiped his whole body.

Of course, this whole body only includes his upper body and below his thighs, and she still dare not move between his thighs.

Strange to say, Ning Xuemo has seen not one hundred but seventy or eighty male bodies in her life, and there are several who were stripped naked for surgery, but she never felt anything. At that time, she was just a doctor. Looking at those people's bodies is like looking at meat on a chopping board.

But now it's just wiping him like this, and she hasn't wiped the important places, yet she actually meets with enthusiasm.

The high fever on his body seemed to have infected her a little too, making her face feel hot, and when she wiped his chest, Xuemo's fingers trembled slightly.

I have seen him always aloof, with his clothes tightly buttoned, a standard abstinent male god.