Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

Originally, Ma Xiaotao wanted to pretend to accidentally touch the boy's wound while changing the dressing, but after this, she had no such idea at all.

"It's changed."

Ma Xiaotao placed the old blood-stained bandage in the trash can.

When he came back, he found that the white-haired boy lying on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ma Xiaotao secretly didn't understand why this guy didn't meditate and practice at night. How did he reach level 50? However, this guy could reach level 50 at the age of twelve or thirteen. His talent was really terrifying.

If you don't have evil fire problems, you should have this speed.

She remembered that her teacher once praised her as Shrek's number one genius in hundreds of years, with a mixture of happiness and worry on her face. It would be great if there was no evil fire. The ultimate ice should be able to completely suppress the evil fire.

Ma Xiaotao glanced at Huo Dongjun, who was asleep.

This little guy is really good-looking. It would be great if he wasn't so annoying. I really want to have a younger brother.

She picked up the foot-washing water and put it down gently in the bathroom.

Take the garbage out of the trash can and prepare it to be placed outside.

When I was about to leave,

The familiar voice came again, "You have four hours today, and there are still twenty hours tomorrow. Remember to come early."

Ma Xiaotao paused momentarily, then opened the door, which was gently closed.

When the bedroom became quiet again, Huo Dongjun closed his eyes gently.

This series of behavior was decided by Huo Dongjun long ago. In his judgment of the latter, Ma Xiaotao was just immersed in practice, so he looked stupid in dealing with interpersonal relationships, so he seemed annoying.

If he were Ma Xiaotao, he would have easily deceived Ling Luochen into a sister who had a one-sided life-or-death relationship.

As a disciple of the dean of the inner courtyard, Ma Xiaotao has countless resources, and his martial spirit can still reach level 67 even if it has flaws, while Ling Luochen is only at level 55, the same level as his assistant Yao Xuanyu, and is better than Gong Yang Mo. Four levels lower.

At similar ages, control system soul masters practice slower than auxiliary system soul masters.

And being able to promote this situation has shown that Ling Luochen's parents and even his family have given up on Ling Luochen because of their inaction, and are willing to use Ling Luochen's future to please some teachers at Shrek Academy.

Even though Ling Luochen was in dire straits, he was still at loggerheads with Ma Xiaotao, who was the dean's disciple, and had to go to the outer courtyard to find Xu Sanshi, which showed that Ma Xiaotao's handling of interpersonal relationships was extremely poor.

As the saying goes, it's stupid.

But it is precisely because of stupidity that I can find opportunities.

If Ma Xiaotao chooses to remain silent while changing the dressing now and does not open his mouth to ask questions, he will not open the topic because it is very deliberate and he will choose another plan.

As a form of punishment, Ma Xiaotao was made to sleep on the sofa in his bedroom.

Then he would look for an opportunity and unintentionally say something hazy in his sleep, "Mom, I miss you so much, am I a good boy?"

This can also plant a seed in Ma Xiaotao's heart, echoing the destruction of her mother's belongings, and stimulating the guilt deep in her heart. Once a person feels guilty, no matter how much, he will compensate others.

In this way, the psychological defense against unreasonable demands will be lower.

The next day, Huo Dongjun got up and went to have breakfast.

Wang Dong sat next to Huo Dongjun and asked in a low voice, "There was no problem yesterday."

"If I have any questions, don't worry."

Breakfast is usually light. The main meal Huo Dongjun chooses is eight waterfowl eggs, each one slightly larger than a fist, plus broccoli, cauliflower, and goat's milk.

After breakfast and some simple exercise in the training room, everyone returned to their rooms and bedrooms to start practicing.

Seeing that there was no one outside, Ma Xiaotao walked to the door of Huo Dongjun's room as if nothing had happened, knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened and she closed it behind her.

It's actually a little exciting.

She had already analyzed the problem last night. Huo Dongjun was willing to help her suppress the evil fire for the sake of the Soul Fighting Competition. However, the two had conflicts before, so they took a day to consider her sincerity. This was to give each other a Down the steps.

"What are you going to do today?"

she asked.

"Massage my acupuncture points for me and activate my qi and blood. Is there no problem?"

Ma Xiaotao nodded,

"can."

But I didn't expect that this massage would last for three hours. After lunch, it would take another four hours. Four hours in the morning for the upper body, four hours in the afternoon for the lower body, and after dark and dinner.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Huo Dongjun with a slightly darkened face.

There are still eleven hours left, and only half of the time has passed. How could it be so slow?

Moreover, the young man's requirements were extremely high. Not only was he required to have strength, but he also had to have a certain amount of soul power flame, which was said to activate blood circulation, remove blood stasis, warm and nourish the acupuncture points. However, thinking that he only had one day, he could only pray that it would pass quickly.

Huo Dongjun stretched comfortably and groaned.

Although the injury to his arm delayed his practice somewhat, in order to successfully plant the seeds in Ma Xiaotao's heart, it was nothing but a rare pastime.

Time passes quickly.

The next day comes.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the evening of the third day. Tomorrow was the time for the semi-finals of the Soul Fighting Competition to begin, and the last three hours for Ma Xiaotao to become a servant had arrived.

"I thought it was just a simple day at first."

Ma Xiaotao's voice contained a hint of resentment.

Except for the first day, which was four hours because of the night, yesterday it was ten hours, and today it was ten hours again. It seemed like a whole day, but in fact it was three days, full of routines.

This is actually a real twenty-four hours!

"You don't sleep with me, so how can night be considered time? Are you too naive or am I too naive?"

Huo Dongjun joked.

Washing clothes, grilling meat, changing dressings, pouring water, and massaging were done in rotation, taking up almost all of Ma Xiaotao's time.

Ma Xiaotao looked back on the past three days. She couldn't believe that she would do such a thing a week ago. Fortunately, no one knew about it, otherwise she would not have done it anyway.

When she heard this, she straightened up.

"You haven't said it before. If you can spend the time faster, it's not impossible, but I think you just dare to talk, little guy."

It was already the last three hours, and if he had this idea, he wouldn't say it now, so she felt that she had the boy's mind figured out, so she couldn't help but joke.

"Or barbecue?"

Ma Xiaotao asked.

It had been like this the previous two evenings.

"No, I ate quite a lot this afternoon, but I'm not hungry at all. Let's wash our feet first. We need to rest early today to recharge our batteries for tomorrow's semi-finals."

The white-haired boy was sitting on a wooden chair, with his right hand supporting half of his face and his legs on the low chair. He looked into Ma Xiaotao's deep red eyes and said boredly.

How could it end so easily? What comes next is the ideological transformation that becomes increasingly difficult.

[PS: I want you to be careful not to be CPUed by others. Don’t imitate others.]