The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

At the beginning, Tunxi thought that Nalan Tunxi had let Xiaochi drink drugs that would make people lose their senses and confusion, so they became the beast-like appearance.

However, after some inspections, there was no sign of poisoning. His brain was also complete and there was no injury.

That is to say, the younger brother is like this now, and it is very likely that even if she is trying to teach, she will not be able to have enough wisdom to let him live like a human being.

Looking at the bed, the boy who slept sweetly, but habitually kept a puppy-like sleepy posture, could not help but wrinkle his brow.

Obviously, this has exceeded the scope of medical skills, and it is not solved by today's Tunxi.

What should I do?

Is she going to watch her brother live like a beast for a lifetime? No dignity? No wisdom?

How can she allow?

Tunxi looked up, and some of the stunned eyes fell on the side of Nangong Temple, whispering: "Nangong Temple, do you have a way to save the pool?"

Nan Gongyi sighed and finally stood up from the chair.

He took a few steps before, took the soft body of the girl into his arms, pinched her sharp nose, and smiled lightly: "The little girl with no conscience, looked at your brother for so long, finally noticed the existence of the king. The king is waiting for the stone to be on the side!"

so long?

Tunxi couldn't help but look around, only to find out that the sky that had been blacked out outside the window had already slightly whitened.

This...this has at least two or three hours, right? Has Nan Gongyi been sitting next to him waiting for himself?

There was a faint ripple in the heart of Tunxi, but more is warm and sweet.

She grabbed the man's wide palm and gently rubbed the thinness of his palm, not knowing what to say.

Nangong looked at the sly and cyan of her eyes, and her heart was distressed.

After all, lying on the bed is Xier’s younger brother. I have known Xi’s for so long, and she has never seen her emotions fluctuate wildly. No wonder she is so worried!

"Do not worry, no matter what illness your brother has, the king will find a way to cure him."

Nangong’s two steps before the move, mobilized a spiritual force into the small pool.

After a while, he couldn't help but frown, and there was a dignity in his eyes.

Tunxi couldn't help but say: "What did you find?"

Nangong swayed his head and nodded. Then he closed his eyes and separated his mind into the small pool.

After a long time, Nangong 睁 opened his eyes and slowly spit out a breath.

His face was pale and his eyes were darker and heavier, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Quxi quickly took out a bottle of nine ghost spring water, let him drink slowly with his own hands.

Nangong held her slender wrist and drank water while laughing lightly: "Wang Hao is really virtuous, knowing that the king is thirsty, so he personally came to feed the king to drink."

Tunxi glanced at him, ignored his teasing, and carefully took his veins to make sure that he was only weak in the transition of the vitality, and he was relieved.

Nangong sipped nine ghost springs, and his face quickly eased. This put away the look of hippie smiles and condensed the mind: "Xier, your brother's three souls and seven scorpions seem to be a small part."

"Three souls and seven sorrows!!" Quxi exclaimed. "How is it possible? I remember that there are records in the ancient books. The warriors in the Jurassic mainland do use evil spirits, but no matter which spells, It may not hurt the human brain at all."