Chapter 50 - 55 The villain wants to eat braised pork ribs

                                    

                                          
chapter 50
                          
he medicinal bath is not as terrible as Xie Ziyou imagined. The basin is light blue spiritual water, not dark and bitter medicinal juice. The feeling of soaking in it is not like being dropped into the bottom of a spicy pot, but there is a kind of hot spring. A sense of leisure.
                          
The fire spar is densely spread under the wooden barrel, emitting a faint but bright halo like a candle, and the heat continues to pass through the wooden basin and into the water to maintain the spiritual water at a comfortable temperature.
                          
Xie Ziyou was still tight at first, but with soaking, he couldn't help but gradually relax, every sweat pore opened, and he breathed heartily.
                          
The light mist on the water surface curls like a thin cloud, which is very pleasant.
                          
Not long after, the system came back with a test report: "It's okay to swim, it's all a tonic medicine, full of spiritual energy."
                          
Xie Ziyou clasped the rim of the basin with both hands, put Yingbai's face on his arm, closed his eyes slightly, and nodded comfortably.
                          
"Have I misunderstood Wang Yun?" The young man blinked his long eyelashes and muttered to himself, "She treats her son well?"
                          
The system said: "Maybe?"
                          
"Perfunctory."
                          
Xie Ziyou murmured, screaming badly, and waving his white fingers in the water, lifting a curtain of water, and sprinkling it on the system bee hovering on the edge of the basin.
                          
...Failed to succeed, and was flashed by the bee lightly.
                          
The two of them had a good time, but thanked Heng who shared the spirit bone.
                          
The water temperature was constant, and the torrents rushed, making Xie Hengxin's mouth and throat agitated.
                          
Different from the bone perspective seen when he was unconscious when he was chopping wood, he was sober at the moment, but a large double image was swayed in front of him. It was clear that in front of him was a simple stone table and the scent of wafting food. The calf, the nose is icy and snowy, and there is some fresh fragrance of vegetation.
                          
Crazy crazy.
                          
It's all about dreaming of the enemy's **** change, and fantasizing about the other party's bathing!
                          
Xie Heng couldn't bear it, got up quickly, the weak profound energy he rebuilt shook, and shook the chair away.
                          
"Stun me, hurry!"
                          
In Xu Wan'er's stunned gaze, the young man staggered and turned around like a headless fly. He dragged a dead wood from the stove and gestured for a moment. After finding that it was not heavy enough, he threw it down impatiently and turned and rushed towards the bench. , Grabbed the short stool leg and waved, and slammed on the head—
                          
Xu Wan'er hurriedly dropped the dishes and chopsticks, and hurried forward: "No thanks, brother!"
                          
She pulled off the bench from the dizzy young man, threw it aside "bang", and shook Xie Heng's shoulders and said anxiously: "Big Brother Xie, what's wrong with you?"
                          
What's wrong, Xie Heng thought without tears, he also wanted to know what was wrong with him!
                          
But the current situation couldn't help him hesitate. The warm water brought heat to his body, and at the same time it flushed Xie Ziyou's body with a thin layer of red. The small toes of the young man curled up comfortably, and his thin body was slender and flexible. The martial artist has no fat on his body, and every line is just right.