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The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight was pale.

There was a gust of wind and silence.

Suddenly, there was a thunder.

Immediately afterwards, a purple lightning flashed across the dark sky, and for a moment the night was as bright as day.

However this is just the beginning.

Thunder rumbled over the sky.

The wind was howling and raging, the shadows of the trees were swaying in the wind, and the remaining leaves were all over the ground.

In this windy and rainy night with lightning and thunder, a white figure was suffering from severe pain somewhere in the courtyard of the temple.

Several thunderbolts as thick as wrists struck his body, and dense pain swept through his limbs and bones.

Gu Qinghua was so painful that he almost gritted his teeth and committed suicide.

However, he didn't even have time to think about what was going on, and he fainted from the pain when the last lightning with strands of golden light struck his body.

If he had been conscious, he would have discovered that he was not a human being at this moment, but a snow-white fox.

Xiao Lu felt pain just looking at it in the space, let alone Gu Qinghua who had to bear it one by one outside.

It clutched at the outer layer of skin on the massage chair, admiring Gu Qinghua in its heart for having survived all forty-nine thunderbolts.

This kind of extraordinary human will is worthy of being a great man, worthy of being the most powerful man!

Just when Xiao Lu was thinking about whether to move the fox on the ground to a clean, dry and warm place, he heard the wooden door of the Zen room in the yard being opened.

Is this the owner?

Really the master!

If the owner is here, then there is no need for it!

The worry between Xiao Lu's brows was instantly replaced by joy. He changed into a comfortable position and nestled on the massage chair, watching quietly as the figure slowly walked in from the meditation room.

"It's actually a fox?"

The clear and ethereal young man's voice was not easily heard amidst the heavy rain, but Xiaobai could hear it clearly.

The sound is clean and ethereal.

A young Taoist priest in white robes approached holding an umbrella.

What came into view was a little fox with snow-white fur, with a faint silver light flowing around it.

But the soft and fluffy snow-white fur was scarred and stained with blood, and there was even a shallow pool of blood under his body.

It's simply shocking.

Mo Xin had just fallen asleep when he heard thunderous thunders that sounded like the earth was shaking. He was always a little uneasy when he was woken up, so he took an umbrella and walked out of the house to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he saw the little fox who suffered misfortune in the wind and rain.

For just a moment, Mo Xin's fair and delicate face showed a look of compassion, and her long eyelashes flickered, revealing a pair of gentle, water-like black eyes.

Immediately, he squatted down and reached out to pick up the little fox on the ground.

"Hey, so you're still alive?"

Mo Xin was stunned, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He thought the little fox was already planning to bury it.

But the warm body temperature on his body and the faint breath on the tip of his nose told Mo Xin that the little fox was still alive.

I never thought that after such a terrifying lightning and thunder, this little fox covered in bruises could still survive so tenaciously.

Mo Xin couldn't help but sigh.

After sighing, he quickly hugged the little fox with weak breath in his arms and walked into the Zen room through the rain and residual leaves in the courtyard.

The wooden door was closed tightly to block the cold wind outside the courtyard.

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Under the warm yellow candlelight, the young man lowered his head slightly, his long, thickly curled eyelashes drooped lightly, his picturesque eyebrows were extremely focused, and his hands were gently bandaging the little fox's wounds.

But the little fox had too many wounds, and the ointment made on him was not enough.

Mo Xin touched the little fox's head, smiled slightly, and quietly left the room to go to the pharmacy next door to get medicine.

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Just as he closed the door, the little fox who was placed on the couch suddenly opened his closed eyes.

They were a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes, with a hint of disdain between them.

It doesn't look like an expression that only a simple fox would have.

At this moment, Gu Qinghua also knew that he had become a fox. While accepting the memory of this plane, he looked around at the place.

[Big brother, you are great. You have survived all the seven, seven and forty-nine thunderstorms. Xiaolu’s admiration for you is like the water of the Yellow River that comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.]

Gu Qinghua turned a blind eye to Xiao Lu's flattery and asked directly: "Has the strategy target in this plane appeared?"

His tone was calm and his expression was calm.

【Appeared! 】

[Strategy target Mo Xin, favorability level 10, completion level 10. 】

"Why is there 10 points of favorability?"

There is no Mo Xin in his memory at all, so why does he have 10 points of favorability for no reason?

As soon as he asked, the wooden door was gently pushed open from the outside.

Gu Qinghua subconsciously raised his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

What a young Taoist priest with fair features and clean eyes.

As the slender little Taoist priest slowly approached, his face became clearer and clearer.

Take a closer look——

Her skin is as white as the finest mutton-fat jade, her lips are not dotted but are red, and they are as light pink as cherry blossoms.

The eyes as beautiful as glass are as gentle as water.

A little cinnabar between the eyebrows adds even more beauty.

A Taoist robe cannot conceal his splendor.

At this moment, the young man was holding a black medicine box in his hand, his expression was a little anxious, and his steps were a little hurried.

[Da Da, he is Mo Xin, the target of this plane's strategy. Just now, Da Da, you were injured during the thunder tribulation. It was he who applied the ointment for you. It was the ointment he held in his hand. 】

Xiao Liu reminded him.

He just fainted and didn't know about this. Of course, he reminded him so that he could also give his master a boost of favorability, even though the favorability detector that recorded Da Da was completely broken.

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It turned out to be him?

Although Gu Qinghua had no memory of Mo Xin saving him, he did notice someone gently touching his body when he regained consciousness just now.

Turns out to be a little Taoist priest

It seems that these ten points of favorability come from the compassion of the little Taoist priest?

I have to say that it is really exciting to conquer such a Taoist priest who is dedicated to cultivating immortality. !

Gu Qinghua curved his lips and smiled, with a hint of eager joy on his lips.

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Mo Xin happened to see the little fox's humane smile and looked stunned.

Did he get it wrong just now?

This little fox is so smart.

Mo Xin didn't take the scene to heart. He walked to the simple couch, opened the medicine box, and gently applied the ointment to the remaining wounds of the little fox.

The little Taoist priest frowned slightly, wondering why there seemed to be fewer wounds than before. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?

Of course, the little Taoist priest would not know that the little fox next to him was a vixen who had successfully overcome the calamity. No, he should be called a fox fairy at this moment.

After successfully overcoming the tribulation, the meridians in the body will be reshaped, and the hideous wounds left by the thunder tribulation will slowly heal automatically, so it is normal for there to be fewer wounds.

Gu Qinghua half-squinted his peach blossom eyes with a lazy expression, enjoying the attentive service of the little Taoist priest with peace of mind.

The faint fragrance of the little Taoist priest lingered on the tip of Gu Qinghua's nose, and there was a vaguely familiar smell.

So familiar!

It was so familiar that Gu Qinghua was suspicious. Where had he seen this little Taoist priest?

"Okay. Little fox, it's late at night, please sleep peacefully."

Mo Xin put away the medicine box and gently placed the little fox on the couch who had been medicated and tied with white gauze. Then he blew out the candle and lay quietly next to the little fox. It was already late at night and Wu Xin was used to going to bed early. Already tired and tired, he quickly fell asleep after closing his eyes with nothing to focus on, breathing lightly.

No way would Mo Xin know that the person lying next to him was not just a poor fox as he thought, but a vixen who had lustful intentions towards him!

Gu Qinghua moved his body and transformed into a human form.

He still has his handsome appearance that confuses all living beings.

However, he doesn't care about how he looks. What he cares about is who is this little Taoist priest?

Gu Qinghua was lying on the inside of the bed, supporting the side of his face with one hand, and slowly reaching out to the little Taoist priest's fair face with the other hand.

The fingers lingered all the way down from the cinnabar on the little Taoist priest's forehead, and finally stopped on the flower-like pink lips, stroking them carefully.

The warm and soft touch on the fingertips made Gu Qinghua's eyes darken suddenly.

The next second, his whole body moved forward.

He is already a fox fairy, and the dark night will not hinder his vision.

Looking closely, Gu Qinghua couldn't help but sigh again: What a beautiful face.

If Mo Xin was awake at this moment, he would find that the distance between himself and a handsome man was only... one finger.

But he won't wake up.

Because Gu Qinghua had used his magic power to put him into a deep sleep.

Unless Gu Qinghua dissipates his magic power, Mo Xin can sleep like a sleeping beauty.

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Who are you? Why does my heart beat so fast when I see you? And also very happy?

It would be okay if the original owner had interacted with this little Taoist priest, but he knew that this body had nothing to do with the little Taoist priest, and tonight was just their first encounter.

Gu Qinghua frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing through his heart.

He didn't like the feeling of being hidden.

Dislike it very much!

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Xiao Liu in the system space felt a little excited when he saw such a scene.

Are we going to have a boat show when we are freshmen?

Isn’t this too exciting?

He has gone through several planes without even watching the passionate and passionate interaction between the boss and his master. He really wants to see it!

Xiao Lu watched eagerly, but in the next scene, his vision went dark.

Little 6: Damn it! Damn, you locked me up in a dark room again! ! You locked me in a small dark room for almost half of the time in the last plane, and now you block me in the new plane again. I'm so sorry!

Gu Qinghua naturally couldn't hear Xiao Lu's inner monologue. Of course, even if he heard it, he would ignore it and continue to lock Xiao Lu away.

joke! Can others watch his sex scenes?

That's right, Gu Qinghua blocked Xiao 6 for only one reason, and that was to do some indescribable things!

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After staring for a long time, Gu Qinghua couldn't think of a reason, so he had to give up. However, his eyes unconsciously fell on the young man's petal-like pink lips for a long time before he finally lowered his head.

Lips touching.

The soft touch didn't make Gu Qinghua feel disgusted, on the contrary, it felt delicious.

He liked the smell of this little Taoist priest very much.

Should he say that he is worthy of being his target? Did you make him unable to control his emotions as soon as he came?

Gu Qinghua's expression suddenly became a little unfathomable, and there was an obscure dark light flowing in his eyes like a cold pool.

In this silent night, no one noticed.

Gu Qinghua deepened the kiss obediently.

Describe, outline, deepen and bit by bit... plunder.

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"Of course I can't enjoy such a beautiful thing alone."

Gu Qinghua smiled softly, and touched the cinnabar between the little Taoist's brows with his white fingertips.

A wonderful dream comes quietly.

This was Mo Xin's first spring-filled dream in his life.

Mo Xin was sitting quietly in his room as usual.

But he didn't know why. After meditating for a long time, his normally calm heart kept getting restless. He even recited the meditation method several times to no avail.

At this moment, a distant voice came from the horizon:

"Mo Xin, do you want to see me?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Xin felt that his restless heart suddenly calmed down, and he quickly heard the voice and looked for it.

But they saw a handsome man wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand descending from the clouds and landing in the yard outside the door.

The spirit of immortality is strong, and the clothes are fluttering.

"Are you an immortal?"

The man is also dressed as a monk, but a man who can soar into the clouds and ride in the mist must be an immortal master.

She was just stunned for a moment, and Mo Xin quickly walked to the courtyard, bowed down with a pious expression: "Disciple Mo Xin, I have met the immortal master."

Gu Qinghua suppressed the smile in his heart, maintained a calm expression on his face, and raised his hand casually.

Immediately, Mo Xin's expression fell on her, and in a moment of unintentional surprise, she wrapped her arms around Mo Xin's slender waist.

"Mo Xin, I know you want to attain enlightenment and become an immortal, so I came here to see you today. Are you happy?"

Mo Xin never thought that one day he would be able to see the immortal master's true form, and he never knew that the immortal master's appearance was so outstanding.

Seeing that Immortal Master Yu had deigned to come to see him in person, he felt only joy and fear in his heart, unaware of how intimate and inappropriate their current posture was.

A faint blush of surprise appeared on his face, he opened his mouth slightly, exhaled some hot air, and answered truthfully: "Reply to the immortal master, the disciple is happy in his heart."

The little Taoist priest is very simple, and naturally he will not lie.

Of course Gu Qinghua knew that every word Mo Xin said was true.

But are you so happy to see the immortal master? Gu Qinghua felt uncomfortable for no reason! What’s so good about cultivating immortality?

There are foxes like him in this world who have become immortals through cultivation. It wouldn't be surprising if there really are immortals who have become immortals.

When Gu Qinghua thought that Mo Xin would be so happy to see a real immortal master, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that the person in front of him was his and would belong to him for all eternity. No one could take that person away from him!

Gu Qinghua felt a knot in his heart.

Why does he have such a strong possessive desire for Mo Xin! ? Shockingly intense.

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Although Mo Xin didn't think there was anything wrong with the way the immortal master held him, he felt a little uncomfortable being too close to others. Seeing that the immortal master had not spoken for a long time, he pursed his lips and said:

"Can the Immortal Master let go of the disciple? May I ask the Immortal Master what is going on in the lower world this time and what does the disciple need to do?"

Hearing this, Gu Qinghua came back to his senses and smiled calmly.

open? How can it be?

He has always done whatever he wants. As long as it is what he wants, he will do whatever it takes to get it.

His heart told him that Mo Xin was the person he wanted. It had nothing to do with tasks or strategies, it was just a pure desire, nothing more.

Although, I don't know the reason.

But will he let go?

Naturally it is impossible.

Not to mention, this is still in a dream.

In the dream he weaved for Mo Xin with his own hands, he was the absolute master.

Not only would he not let Wu Xin go, he would also do some excessive, wonderful, and comfortable things to Wu Xin.

Thinking of this, Gu Qinghua was in a good mood, and couldn't help but relax his eyebrows and smile.

This smile, as beautiful as a hibiscus in full bloom, caught Mo Xin's eyes.

Mo Xin was stunned for a moment, staring at Gu Qinghua in a daze.

Master Xian is so good-looking!

When he came to his senses again, he was surprised to find that he was already in the room.