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After leaving Hamdan, the capital of the Showa Kingdom, that day, Gu Qinghua took Mo Chenxuan out of the city and came to a small town.

The people in the town have simple folk customs and are hospitable.

Gu Qinghua thought that Mo Xin was simple-minded and it would be best to live in such a place far away from the disputes. Moreover, if they got bored one day, they could take a casual trip at any time.

However, after Mo Xin, who had been having a headache for Gu Qinghua recently, learned that he was a little fox, he always asked him to transform into a little fox at night and then lie in Mo Xin's arms to sleep.

Gu Qinghua is also a man who dotes on his wife, and of course he will obey her requests.

It's just that holding his body to sleep again and again now is really too much.

Is a fox fairy who has lived for thousands of years allowed his wife to hold him as a pet?

Even if it is a bed warmer, it is not this kind of warmth.

So Gu Qinghua immediately rejected Mo Xin's request tonight.

Mo Xin seemed a little stunned, blinking confused eyes, and asked: "Gu Qinghua, are you angry?"

He just felt that the fox was comfortable hugging him, and he was also curious about what kind of practice would make the fox become a human, so for several days in a row, Gu Qinghua turned into a fox and lay in his arms.

But looking at Gu Qinghua now, he seems to be very unhappy.

"Of course." Gu Qinghua continued to say with a cold face, "It seems that you still don't understand what my husband means."

"Husband? What does this have to do with husband?" Mo Xin asked in confusion.

"Of course it does matter. How could it not matter? The husband and wife sleep together on the same bed at night to do something meaningful."

"Something meaningful?" Mo Xin suddenly remembered the scene in the cave and blushed.

He just read the Secret Book of Spring Palace that Gu Qinghua got from somewhere today. After reading the contents in the book, he realized that everything that night, including everything in the dream, was not the so-called practice, but the relationship between husband and wife. of interest.

And the reason why his heart beats faster when facing Gu Qinghua is not a symptom, it is also because he likes Gu Qinghua.

It is precisely because of liking that my heart beats faster, I blush, and I miss you involuntarily.

After not seeing Gu Qinghua for half a quarter of an hour, Mo Xin would start to miss him and wish he could stay with Gu Qinghua every day.

"Mo Xin. You didn't blush in the dream before. Why are you blushing now when your husband didn't do anything?"

Seeing the shy face of the villain in front of him, Gu Qinghua couldn't help but tease him.

While speaking, Gu Qinghua reached out and pinched Wu Xin's chin, raising it slightly to prevent Mo Xin from avoiding his eyes. The smile on his lips was bright and moving, and his red lips parted slightly, seductively saying: "Madam, does your husband look good?"

Mo Xin looked at the handsome man in front of her, and the answer in her heart was naturally good-looking, but he would not say that once he spoke, what might Gu Qinghua say unscrupulously?

At this moment, Mo Xin was no longer dressed like a little Taoist priest. Instead, she wore a luxurious brocade robe as required by Tsinghua University. She looked like a pampered young master, with good looks and extraordinary bearing.

"Why don't you speak? Huh?"

Gu Qinghua lowered his head slightly, and just so gracefully brushed the side of Mo Xin's face, spraying his ambiguous and warm breath: "Are you secretly happy that your husband is so good-looking?"

The sudden intimacy and the ambiguous and hot breath were like some kind of secret thoughts being suddenly discovered.

Mo Xin hurriedly looked away.

At first, he was ignorant about this matter and did not feel any shame. But now that he understands better, he is completely unable to face Gu Qinghua's teasing calmly.

"Is your husband right?"

When Mo Xin ran away, Gu Qinghua chased after him and turned Mo Xin's face over to make him look at her.

But the shy young man in front of him had a slightly red face, his cool and thick long eyelashes were slightly drooped, and his determination not to give in to Gu Qinghua really made Gu Qinghua love and hate him at the same time.

Why did he suddenly miss that ignorant and innocent little Taoist priest?

"Mo Xin, I love you, and I will only be kind to one person in this life. I swear on my lifelong cultivation, if I fail you, I will be struck by thunder."

Before the second half of the sentence was uttered, there was a touch of softness on the lips.

It was Mo Xin's soft little hands, and the slender fingers were as white as freshly peeled green onion, delicate, white and attractive.

Although it's a bit regretful that she doesn't have Mo Xin's full red lips, her hands are also good, and her daughter-in-law is so charming everywhere.

"Don't swear casually, I will naturally believe you."

Mo Xin's expression was rare and serious, as if he was reproaching Gu Qinghua for speaking freely and swearing poisonous words at will.

He was indeed a little annoyed. Hearing Gu Qinghua's poisonous oath, he was terribly frightened. The little fox lying in a pool of blood appeared in front of him again. Wasn't he struck by lightning?

It feels so good to be cared about by my wife!

Gu Qinghua laughed evilly, stretched out his tongue and licked the palm of Mo Xin's hand. Mo Xin instantly pulled back his hand from Gu Qinghua's lips like a frightened rabbit.

"Okay, okay. My wife is right to blame me. I will never do it again after becoming my husband."

After Gu Qing finished speaking, without waiting for Mo Xin to speak, he gently lowered his head, and when his golden and satin-like ink hair fell down, his red lips covered Mo Xin's delicate lips.

First, he lightly traced it and sprayed his hot breath on Mo Xin's lips. The clear breath between Mo Xin's lips and teeth became scorching little by little, and his confused eyes widened for a moment, but he did not push Gu Qinghua away. , just slightly lowering her cool long eyelashes, closing her eyes and letting Gu Qinghua treat her gently.

After Gu Qinghua left Mo Xin's red lips, how could Gu Qinghua, who was treated as a pet fox, give up? He would not give up until he got back everything from the past few days from Mo Xin.

Gu Qinghua's lips brushed against the ear as thin as cicada wings, and Gu Qinghua's peach blossom eyes clearly saw that the ears were instantly dyed with a faint pink.

"Gu Qinghua~" Mo Xin's voice also changed at this moment. The fair skin spread from the neck to the face, like the clouds on the horizon, blushing and charming.

"Like it?"

Mo Xin originally thought that Gu Qinghua would continue, and was ready to wait or look forward to Gu Qinghua's next move.

Mo Xin noticed that Gu Qinghua's aura suddenly disappeared, and looked around in surprise, only to see that Gu Qinghua's ears suddenly turned into fluffy fox ears, and a long fox tail swayed behind his slender body.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you like it?" Gu Qinghua said with deep meaning in his eyes and the same smile: "Don't you love hugging the fox the most? Even when you fall asleep, you always touch the tail from time to time. Now let me touch you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fox tail behind him flexibly swung in front of him, dangled in front of Mo Xin's eyes.

Gu Qinghua's appearance has always been handsome, but now that he looks half-human and half-animal, instead of detracting from his handsomeness, it makes Mo Xin feel a little more cute and a little more cute. Mo Xin grabbed the soft tail and couldn't help but I touched the place a few times.

The fox fur on the little fox is so comfortable and makes people feel happy when touching it.

If a person like Mo Xin could keep some pets in modern times, he would also be a very patient and attentive good master.

With Gu Qinghua's approval, Mo Xin felt a little carried away and muttered in her heart that it was even softer and more comfortable to touch now than when she was a little fox.

He didn't notice the change in the expression on Gu Qinghua's face at all.

The feeling from the tail was more sensitive than other places. The more Mo Xin touched it lightly, the more emotions surged in Gu Qinghua's body. What followed was a hot kiss.

The hot and thin lips lingered all the way down. Gu Qinghua buried his head in the young man's neck, his black hair fell on the young man's shoulders, his white teeth bit the young man's delicate collarbone, slowly and slowly. Grinding slowly.

A sweet and soft voice instantly escaped from the young man's lips.

Soft and sweet.

The big palm was also restless, and wherever the fingertips touched, it was irritated, causing the young man to tremble and shrink uncontrollably. "How good!" Gu Qinghua smiled faintly, and gently stroked the Chinese robe on Mo Xin's body with his slender fingers, "It's time to practice."

Mo Xin secretly thought: Now he knows what this is, and he even said it is cultivation.

Gu Qinghua moved his hand, and Mo Xin's high-knotted black hair fell down in an instant. The long black hair like crow feathers flowed on the pillow, and paired with a delicate and red face, it looked a little more seductive.

However, what is more tempting is the looming spring beauty under the half-undressed clothes: the delicate neck full of strawberries, the slender waist, and the slender legs under the clothes.

The bedding placed neatly on the couch had become slightly messy during the two people's mischief, and the sheets also had a lot of wrinkles.

The wrinkles on the bed sheets just add a touch of ambiguity and charm.

When the shoes and socks were taken off, a pair of white and tender feet immediately appeared in front of her eyes.

Looking at the shy young man under him, Gu Qinghua couldn't help but think of the young man's well-behaved and charming behavior in his dream, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

He couldn't wait to bend the snow-white and slender body under him into an enchanting posture, making him bloom like a flower under him.

Gu Qinghua lowered his head slightly, and the black hair behind him hung down, and some of it fell on Mo Xin's face, tickling.

Mo Xin's dark eyes were intently looking at Gu Qinghua's fox ears and the charming fox tail behind him.

Gu Qinghua noticed Mo Xin's burning gaze and asked softly: "You like it so much?"

"Yeah. It looks good." Mo Xin replied subconsciously.

After Gu Qinghua got up, he reached out and touched the young man's delicate and peaceful sleeping face on the bed, then walked to the kitchen to prepare the meal himself.

However, Thirteenth Niang and Mo Fan were waiting in the kitchen early. Mo Fan didn’t know how to cook. Thirteenth Niang, as Azhen, married the King of Showa and was a rich lady who had never touched Chunyang water with her hands. As for cooking, It really doesn't happen.

However, after eating Gu Qinghua's cooking two days ago, both of them eagerly wanted to eat more, even though they had already gone off grain and would not be hungry without eating.

"Sir, you are here!" Mo Fan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Gu Qinghua's eyes.

The thirteenth lady beside her also put away her ears and tail at this moment. She was still wearing an ordinary skirt and could not hide her agile temperament. When she looked at Gu Qinghua in her soft eyes, a trace of heat suddenly flashed through her.

Originally abandoned by her beloved, she was so despondent that she even thought of simply dying in the sea of ​​fire. However, due to an unintentional moment of kindness, she regained the idea of ​​​​living.

However, what made her want to live the most was not the powerless Mo Xin, but the Gu Qinghua in front of her.

She could sense that Gu Qinghua and she were from the same sect and were both of the White Fox lineage. It was more likely that they were the sages the clan leader ordered her to find.

However, she was not completely sure at the moment whether Gu Qinghua was the Supreme Being. As a matter of expediency, she planned to stay with Gu Qinghua. If she found the Supreme Being, then she could go back to where she belonged and meet the clan leader. Meet the parents.

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"If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself. Thirteenth Sister, you are responsible for washing the vegetables, and Mo Fan is responsible for lighting the fire."

Gu Qinghua rolled up his sleeves skillfully and began to issue orders.

"Yes, sir." Mo Fan obediently took the firewood and ran to light the fire. Thirteenth Niang also skillfully held the vegetable basket and washed the vegetables with well water.

Even though the simple stove in front of him at the moment was still not a problem for Gu Qinghua, the breathtaking knife edge made Thirteenth Niang ask: "Sir, are you a cook in this world?"

This technique seems to be incomparable even to the imperial chef in the imperial dining room!

"I have been studying for a few years." Gu Qinghua responded lightly, but then he heard Mo Xin's voice from the side: "Gu Qinghua, my back hurts."

Mo Xin clutched her waist and limped into the kitchen.

"pain?"

Gu Qinghua immediately put down the knife in his hand, wiped his hands, and immediately came to Wu Xin's side, picked him up, and said with a smile, "It hurts. I'll rub it for you and it won't hurt anymore."

After saying that, the two immediately disappeared into the kitchen.

Only Thirteenth Niang, who had picked half of the vegetables, and Mo Fan, whose face was red from the fire, were left.

Seeing Mo Fan's gloomy expression, Thirteenth Niang sighed and reminded her kindly: "Mo Fan, Sir is not someone you can imagine. It's better to see through it as soon as possible."

Why can’t I! Mo Fan puffed up his cheeks and asked unwillingly: "Humans and monsters have different paths, and so do human beings and immortals." Not to mention what will happen to the relationship between the master and the little Taoist priest, the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years at most. He will die in a hundred years, so the master will still be thinking about a dead person? "

"What you said makes sense, but you don't understand the friendship the adults have for the little Taoist priest. Maybe even if the little Taoist priest is no longer alive, the adults will still miss him?"

"How is it possible? For us, a person's life is just a moment. As time goes by and the practice is long, you will definitely forget him! How can he, a mere mortal, be worthy of you? He is also a disgusting Taoist priest! "

"Hey, if you don't believe it, I have nothing to say." Thirteenth Niang shook her head and said, "But I think this little Taoist priest is good, not one of those sanctimonious and stinky Taoist priests."

Thirteenth Niang smiled slightly, lowered her head and carefully picked the vegetables in her hands.

Mo Fan blushed and covered his face. He seemed to want to say something, but then he remembered Mo Xin's actions to protect Thirteenth Niang alone that day. He curled his lips and swallowed the words in his throat.

The two of them were just talking to Mo Xin, but unexpectedly, their words became a prophecy.

-

"It hurts? Still hurts?"

Mo Xin lay on Shen Mo's lap, stroking the fluffy fox tail with both hands, while Gu Qinghua gently massaged Wu Xin's lower back.

The force, which was neither light nor heavy, was mixed with spiritual energy and injected into Mo Xin's body.

Mo Xin felt relaxed and relaxed, and the fatigue from last night disappeared in an instant.

"Okay, stop playing. Don't you love reading medical books? I asked Mo Fan to find some medical books and put them on the desk. You can eat some fruit and read the books first. Breakfast will be ready soon."

Gu Qinghua put away his tail and carried the person directly to the desk. Stacks of books were stacked on the desk.

"Mo Xin, Thirteenth Mother and Mo Fan are helping you in the kitchen, I will go too."

"No need, how can you, a husband with both hands, be willing to let my wife do these trivial things yourself?"

Gu Qinghua smiled and scratched the tip of Mo Xin's pretty nose, and said, "Read your book carefully. When the night gets late, my husband will test you personally. If you can't answer the answer, don't blame me for punishing you." ?”

"Punishment?" Mo Xin raised his eyes, a little surprised. What is the so-called punishment?

"Yes. Have you forgotten the fox tail last night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xin's face turned red quietly. He immediately took out the medical book on the desk and opened it. He sat upright with a serious look on his face: "I'm going to read now, so hurry up and prepare breakfast."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You can read in peace. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me."

"Ah."

Mo Xin responded. Seeing that Gu Qinghua hadn't left yet, Mo Xin was confused: "Why don't you leave yet?"

Gu Qinghua leaned over slightly, looked at Gu Qinghua, pointed at his cheek: "Farewell kiss, madam."

Mo Xin only wanted Gu Qinghua to leave quickly, and immediately left a kiss on Gu Qinghua's face like a dragonfly.

"Hahaha, so good."

Gu Qinghua laughed and stopped teasing the thin-skinned Mo Xin, preparing to make a delicious meal to replenish Mo Xin.

The food in Shushan is all cooked in a big pot, which is bland and tasteless. He also raises his wife to be so thin that she will fall over if the wind blows. He has to work hard to keep her fat and white.

-

At this moment, a new high priest was appointed in the Imperial Palace of Showa.

But it was said that after Thirteen Niangs left the execution ground unharmed, Qingzhu and Qingxu also bid farewell to the King of Showa on the same day.

After the two left, the king of Showa announced to the world that he was looking for talented people who could subjugate demons and worship them as high priests, who would be responsible for the blessing and sacrifice ceremonies of Showa.

The high priest was none other than the demon book that wanted to snatch Mo Fan's demon pill and use it for his own use.

"High Priest, do you really have a way to make me immortal?"

-

The reason why the King of Showa issued this order was initially to let him catch demons and subjugate demons to avenge his previous shame. But now that the profound high priest said that he could live forever, how could he not be moved?

If he could really live forever, wouldn't he be able to remain the king of the Showa Kingdom and watch the inheritance of the Showa Kingdom for thousands of generations?

Compared with the temptation of immortality, the loss of face that day suddenly seemed not worth mentioning.

Xuanzhu captured all the joy on the King of Showa's face, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc of disdain.

He is just a mortal, so what if he is a king? Shouldn't you just let him make it round and flat?

If he hadn't seen the scene of the burning demon fox at the palace gate that day, he would not have thought that he could use the king of a country to complete his plan.

As long as the king in front of him is at his mercy, everything can be done with half the effort.

If it hadn't been for the man in white that day, the demon fox and leopard demon would have been his. In addition, he also discovered an interesting human being.

The aura of that little Taoist priest is pure. If it is used as a fusion agent, the demonic energy in the demon pill will be refined, which will also cover up the demonic nature in him.

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"I don't dare to lie. As long as Your Majesty can find an exquisite heart, and use it to enter the elixir, the elixir of immortality will be at your fingertips." Xuanzhu nodded slightly, with a respectful expression.

"Seven orifices Exquisite Heart? What is this?"

"Your Majesty, that is the human heart."

"The human heart?" The King of Showa was surprised and said, "Are you talking about the human heart? Using the human heart as medicine?"

"That's it. The Qiqiao Exquisite Heart is something that ordinary people don't have. They are born with aura, intelligence, compassion, and wisdom."

"Okay, okay, do you have a candidate for the high priest?"

If taking a person's heart can make him immortal, why not?

"Your Majesty, I have traveled all over the world, and after many years, I have only found one person who has this exquisite heart with seven orifices?"

"Who? Is he from Showa?"

As long as you are a person from the Showa Kingdom, life and death are just a matter of words. He is the king of a country, and whoever he wants to die must die! Even if that person is not from the Showa Kingdom, he still has to die.

"This person has a special status. He is a young Taoist priest from Shushan."

Shushan? The King of Showa's eyes changed, and his expression became a little gloomy. When he mentioned Shushan, he still couldn't let it go.

"When I first met this little Taoist priest, I saw that he was beautiful and beautiful and made a portrait of him. I beg your Majesty to take a look at it." After Xuanzhu finished speaking, he took out a scroll of paintings from his wide sleeves.

The King of Showa couldn't wait to open it up and take a look. The portrait turned out to be

Mo Xin?

He can't be wrong! It was Mo Xin, that little Taoist priest who defied the world, and he was the one who made him lose face!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" He said three times in a row, with a happy smile on his face: "I want this Qiqiao exquisite heart!"