Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 61 I Want to Cultivate Immortals, Cut the Thorns with the Sword

"Master...?" Yan Wei looked down at her, with porcelain white skin, cold eyes half-closed, under the upturned nose, the lips were as rosy as flower petals, as if she had applied good lipstick.

Mu Xuan murmured: "What are you doing, you need to sleep." Her voice was soft, with a sweetness that could not be seen in ordinary times.

She wrapped her hands around Yan Wei's waist, like holding a large doll, and rubbed against the "pillow", hey, why is this pillow a bit creepy?

Yan Wei froze, he didn't know where to put his hands, the soft touch in his arms made his mind go blank.

Master never seems to use sachets, why is there a scent of orchids on his body, and... Master is not like a man at all, it is fragrant and soft, a small one nestled in his arms.

Touching the end of her long hair that was wet by water, Yan Wei came back to her senses, what should the master do if he catches a cold with so little clothes on?If you care about it, you will be confused. He completely forgot that people who are cultivators hardly get sick.

Amid the uproar of the water, Yan Wei picked up the drunk Mu Xuan, walked barefoot on the jade road outside the hot spring, and took out a long robe from the Qiankun bag to cover her.

Yan Wei opened the restriction on Muxuan's cave, saying that it was a cave, but it was actually a wooden house covered by formations. After opening the door of the wooden house, Yan Wei put Mu Xuan, who was already asleep, on the bed, and the clothes had been steamed dry on the way.

Mu Xuan was wrapped in his long robe, and it was a little hot, so she tore off the robe, revealing the white undershirt.

When she took a hot spring, she took off the jade pendant and put it in the storage space. This time, she didn't have a corset. The white undershirt reflected the light pink apron, which was curvy.

"...!"

Master, he, he is a girl!
Yan Wei was dizzy, her face was on fire, she turned around randomly, covered her eyes, but couldn't cover the red glow flying up on her face.

But Master, why didn't she tell herself, when Yan Wei thought of this, her heart seemed to be poured with cold water, if she didn't find out today, how long would Master have to hide it from him?
She...doesn't trust herself, the young man's messy robes are rumpled by the wind, and she feels like she has met an empty joy.

Yan Wei felt a little thirsty, picked up the teapot on the table and wanted to pour water, upset and overturned the cup, completely forgetting that she had cultivation, but went to pick it up clumsily, and then overturned the teapot.

The sound of broken porcelain was very clear in the silent night.

Mu Xuan woke up with a start, and sat up to find that the apprentice she hadn't seen for a long time was standing in a mess, with a few pieces of tea leaves stained on the corner of her dark red clothes.

"Yan Wei?" Mu Xuan first looked at the shards of porcelain on the ground, and then found that there was still a piece of porcelain under Yan Wei's feet, and bright red blood flowed out, staining the sharp corners of the porcelain.

While the aura was running, the debris on the ground turned into powder.

Mu Xuan frowned and said, "I haven't seen you in January, why are you getting more and more stupid." Sighing, she was about to give him medicine, but found that Yan Wei's expression was wrong, it seemed... her eyes were red.

"What's wrong?" she asked, trying to see him clearly.

Yan Wei suddenly approached her with a few steps, startling Mu Xuan, the room is only this big, and if you step back, there will be a bed.

His scorching breath sprayed on Mu Xuan's face, and Mu Xuan was a little uncomfortable, a puff rose up, itching straight into her heart.

She pushed her hand, intending that she didn't want him to get so close, and she didn't know which nerve she stepped on Yan Wei. The more she pushed, the closer he was, sticking to people like a big dog, and they both fell on the bed.

"Master is a daughter, why never mentioned it to Ah Wei? Or is it just perfunctory when Master said he likes me?" The first few words were aggressive, like the courtroom questioning why a heartless man found a new love, and his eyes fell on Mu Xuan's furrowed eyes. Daimei, Yan Wei became weak: "Master, can you stop empathizing with someone else? Ah Wei is also very good, can you like me a little more..."

His long eyelashes were stained with tears, he softened his voice and choked up.

(End of this chapter)