The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Mother, I am fine!" Ouyang Haoxuan giggled, although the voice is still hoarse and broken, but this time it is a real laugh, full of incredible surprises and expectations, "Mother, my hand, and My feet...have consciousness! It hurts, hemp! Hahaha... I have consciousness!"

He smiled and smiled, tears fell, mixed with blood and sweat on his lips, the whole face looked miserable and embarrassing.

Who can understand the fascinating and desperate death of a dead star in the future! Hands and feet seem to be not their own, no way to hold tight, no way to stand, so it is better to die if you are alive?

Nowadays, he finally felt his hands and feet. After a year and a half, he finally... finally felt the existence of his limbs again.

Ouyang Haoxuan bursts into tears, and how much painful it is, compared with the once-desperate humiliation, is simply insignificant.

Mrs. Ouyang and Ouyang Zhixiong suddenly changed their faces, almost wanting to go to the bed, but they were afraid to disturb the rescue of Tunxi, and they could only endure with tears.

Tunxi finally inserted all the silver needles and only felt tired of the whole body.

However, the treatment is just beginning, and the next one is the key.

She found that it is probably because the people in this world are all the relationship of the repairers. The body is tempered by the magic weapon. The internal force wants to run in the human meridians, which is a hundred times more difficult than in the past, which also makes her internal power consumption extremely great.

This is because Ouyang Haoxuan's body has been eroded by toxins for a year and become weak. Otherwise, she can even complete a complete set of 108 needles.

It’s just a tough process to just push the poison out through the silver needle.

"Hey, you can try to use the power." The gentle, soft voice suddenly rang in the ear.

Tunxi was shocked. When he turned his head, he saw the bright face of Nangong, and let her heart unconsciously skip a shot.

"Impossible." Xiaoxi reluctantly set his mind and shook his head. "I can't mobilize enough spiritual power."

She didn't think about it, she even wanted to experiment more than anyone else.

But if she wants to be poisonous, she needs to inject the internal force into the branches of numerous meridians and run at the same time. Once a defect is left, the toxins will instantly gather here, causing Ouyang Haoxuan to burst and die.

The use of spiritual power is of course much simpler and more effective than internal interest, but she has no way to store spiritual power. How can it be enough to infiltrate the meridians?

Nangong煜 smirked his mouth and smiled slightly: "I let you try, naturally there is a way to ensure your aura is sufficient."

When the words fall, Tunxi only feels that a large palm is pressed against his vest, and the hot temperature of the palm is transmitted to the skin through the thin clothes, which makes her body a quick and straightforward.

The low laughter of Nangong was heard from the ear, full of mellow, magnetic, with obvious pleasure.

Tunxi’s face was black, and he was about to step forward to avoid it, but suddenly he felt a cool and profound spiritual force slowly injecting into his body.

The exhaustion of the whole body disappeared without a trace, and even the original dry Dan Tian seemed to be moving.

Tunxi instantly understood the meaning of Nangong Temple. You only need treatment. There is not enough spiritual power. I will add it to you.

That's so proud, so self-talking domineering.

The face of Tunxi was red, but he refused to refuse. Instead, he took out a silver needle about one foot long and slightly thicker than the hair.