The moment Nangong Yao hugged Tang Fan, their bodies trembled at the same time and they screamed.

"You...what are you doing?"

Tang Fan's body stiffened instantly. Naturally, he could not understand the complicated thoughts in Nangong Yao's mind.

Nangong Yao no longer cared about answering. She only knew that these fiery arms gave her an indescribable sense of security and vitality, causing her to cling to him regardless of risk, hold him tight, and hold him tight again.

She even wanted to melt on his back, indulge in it, and never wake up.

She didn't know why she was like this, and she knew she shouldn't be like this, but she just couldn't control it.

Right now, this hot back has become her whole life, so no matter what happens in the future, she can just enjoy the warmth in front of her...

It was so wonderful, it had never happened before in her life, and she didn't want to miss it.

She felt that this was her most sincere selfish desire in the last moments of her life.

If she were allowed to die now, she would think nothing of it.

After all, she has left everything behind and worked hard to win the hope of living.

The two of them just stuck together, motionless, as if they were frozen together and became one whole.

Gradually, when the heat from Tang Fan's body spread throughout Nangong Yao's body, it stimulated the elixir in her body and activated the recovery of her cultivation, so that she was finally not so cold.

But with the revival of vitality, the pain was clearly conveyed to her mind, making her unwilling to give up this hot shoulder.

She felt that when she hugged Tang Xiaowu's hot back tightly, it would disperse the pain and make her less uncomfortable.

But at this time, the cultivation energy that Tang Fan had emitted had almost dissipated, and she felt a cold feeling again.

"Quickly...continue to spread your cultivation, I want to heat it up a little more..."

Nangong Yao had to speak, she was in urgent need of warmth.

Because she was anxious, she patted Tang Fan's lower abdomen randomly with her fingers.

"Well……"

Tang Fan shivered again, God knew how much he was suffering now.

He had no choice but to continue to spread his cultivation and secretly stimulated the power of dragon blood.

After the dragon's blood boiled, a layer of domineering red light spread outside his body, turning into blood and slowly nourishing Nangong Yao's body.

"oh……"

Nangong Yao felt that all the pores and blood vessels in her body were opened by the dragon's blood. She felt so comfortable that she couldn't control it for a moment. She let out a soul-stirring cry and her body couldn't help but press closer.

"Is this... okay?"

Tang Fan turned back and looked at her intoxicated look, wanting to wake her up or continue, fearing she would be embarrassed.

"Well……"

Nangong Yao suddenly came back to her senses and realized that she had lost her composure. The shame she had lost before was also picked up, leaving her at a loss as to what to do.

But Tang Fan just grinned and asked, "Are you okay? Can I go?"

"Where are you going?"

As soon as Nangong Yao heard that he was leaving, she subconsciously hugged him tightly with her hands.

"Go find the cave. Your injuries are too serious. It will be dangerous to continue like this."

Tang Fan pointed at her shoulder that was covered in blood.

"Oh, then... then go ahead."

Nangong Yao was very reluctant to leave Tang Fan's body. She had just regained her vitality a little and was reluctant to leave Tang Fan's body.

"Then let go. How can I leave if you're like this?"

"you……"

Nangong Yao's face turned red, and she couldn't help but hate this damn shame in her heart.

Her hand slowly left Tang Fan's waist, but before she could completely withdraw it, she suddenly had an idea and said angrily: "Idiot, you...can't you go with me on your back?"

"Carry you?"

Tang Fan looked at her strangely, as if he didn't recognize her.

"Yes, if you leave, if...if I encounter danger again, who will save me?"

"oh……"

Tang Fan raised his head and looked at the sky, seemingly thinking, but in fact he didn't want Nangong Yao to notice his smile.

"What are you still doing?"

Nangong Yao couldn't wait any longer, and with the help of her newly recovered strength, she raised her hands, jumped slightly, and lay on Tang Fan's back, naturally wrapping her arms around his neck.

"oh!"

Tang Fan shouted again.

"You...what's your name!"

Nangong Yao was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't refuse.

"My dad said you can't just carry a woman on your back, that would be unlucky unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you carry your own wife, hehe..."

"Look at how stupid you are, you still want to find a wife!"

Nangong Yao raised her hand and patted Tang Fan's head gently. She didn't feel offended, but she thought he was a little silly and adorable.

"Hehe, your body is so...so soft..."

Tang Fan raised his hands and lifted her up again.

"It seems you are not stupid enough!"

Nangong Yao rolled her eyes at him, resigned to her fate, and put her face directly on his back.

Tang Fan touched the ground with his feet, flew up gently, and started searching along the lakeside.

After a while, he finally found a natural cave and flew in with Nangong Yao on his back.

At this time, Nangong Yao's cultivation level has recovered somewhat, but the flesh and blood on her shoulders that were slapped off by the human-faced snow eagle would still need some time to cultivate under normal circumstances.

In addition, the internal injuries she suffered during the previous siege could not be healed immediately.

But as her cultivation recovered, the cave protected her from the wind and snow, and she finally saved her life.

Most importantly, there is Tang Xiaowu beside her who is like a furnace and can never be beaten to death.

Tang Fan put her on a stone and looked at her stupidly, seeing what she meant. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Nangong Yao coughed dryly and said, "Is your body naturally born? Why is it... so hard?"

"I don't know. Anyway, my father always beats me and soaks me in medicine jars..."

"That should be a body-tempering elixir. It seems... your father is not simple!"

Nangong Yao nodded thoughtfully, but then asked in confusion: "Since he is so powerful, why doesn't he personally teach you the art of alchemy?"

"My father took my mother away, and I don't know where he went..."

Tang Fan tilted his head, seeming a little sad, and then said: "No one will hit me anymore, it's really boring."

"Where did they go?"

"I don't know. Before he left, he told me to practice well and make elixirs well. He said he would come to me in the future."

"oh……"

Nangong Yao guessed that maybe Tang Xiaowu's parents had met their enemies and had to be separated from them for the safety of their children. They might have been killed.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sympathize with Tang Fan and said: "The Jindan Sect is the number one alchemy sect in the world. If you can join, you must work hard!"

"Look, this is the elixir I made!"

Tang Fan took out some elixirs. These were waste elixirs that he had refined when he was studying the way of alchemy before. There were all kinds of elixirs. Although they also had some medicinal power, their effects were unknown.

Nangong Yao curiously took it and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Did you really practice this?"

"Yeah, it's a pity that it failed and it's of no use..."

"no no……"

Nangong Yao quickly shook his head and said: "Although these pills are waste pills, they are all effective, which means you are not far from success!"

"That's good……"

Tang Fan giggled, as if he suddenly remembered, pointing to Nangong Yao's injured shoulder and said, "I have an ointment here that can treat trauma without leaving scars."

"real?"

"Well, my father gave it to me. Let me rub it on for you."
To be continued...