Living in the world of cultivation

Su Fan came to the hall of the monastery and sat cross-legged on the futon, feeling more relaxed than ever.

After struggling in the Ghost Clan-controlled area for so long, I finally came back. I feel comfortable here and don't have to worry about any danger at all.

Su Fan took out the small red clay stove and tea set, and just as he was about to brew a pot of spiritual tea for himself, he heard a "swish" sound, and Sister Zhen came out of the top-quality ghost weapon on his waist.

She took the tea set from Su Fan's hand and started working quickly.

Sister Zhen has been getting more and more aggressive recently, and there is no trace of the consciousness of a ghost slave, but he is too lazy to talk to her, so he just lets her go.

Su Fan is nostalgic. Sister Zhen has been with him for so many years, and he has long regarded her as his family.

"Master, let's have some tea..."

At this time, Sister Zhen poured him a cup of spiritual tea and then placed the teacup in front of him.

Su Fan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then closed his eyes and savored the aroma of the spiritual tea. He felt that this spiritual tea tasted much better than before.

There are many things to pay attention to when drinking tea. Tea, environment and mood are all indispensable.

In the past, when he was in enemy territory, it was impossible for him to relax as completely as he did now, and drinking tea must have been a little less interesting.

At this time, Sister Zhen picked up the teapot and refilled a cup for him, then she came over in a timid manner, hugged his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Master, I miss Shasha..."

Su Fan took a sip of tea and sighed secretly.

I thought too, what a good girl, you think I am willing to let her go.

"Then next time you see Rosa, I'll let you follow her..."

Sister Zhen was immediately excited after hearing this. She raised her head and shook it violently a few times, like a rattle.

"That's not okay. I am your ghost slave for the rest of my life. Unless the master makes me disappear into ashes or kill me, I will not leave the master..."

After Sister Zhen finished speaking, she rested her head on his shoulder and rubbed it hard a few times.

Su Fan was amused by her and said: "You said you don't practice every day, do you want to be the ghost king for the rest of your life? Look at Yasha, you have never seen him being lazy. It's not like you are not doing the right thing all day long..."

"Master, I know that my qualifications are poor. If the master didn't love me, how could I have broken through the Ghost King..."

Su Fan sighed inwardly. It seemed that Sister Zhen could still handle it clearly. Her qualifications were similar to his own. The ghost king in this life might have come to an end.

Fortunately, the ghost will never die, and the ghost king doesn't have to worry about longevity. She can do whatever she wants in the future.

Even if his cultivation has stopped at the realm of the Ghost King, he should keep him by his side as a way to relieve his boredom.

Recently, Sister Zhen has always been bored with him, so she probably had this in mind.

Now that he has broken through to the realm of Nascent Soul, Sister Zhen knows that she will have little success in the future and must not be able to keep up with her. She is probably afraid that one day he will no longer want her.

Thinking of this, Su Fan smiled bitterly.

"Okay, your poor qualifications are of no use in practicing. From now on, just accompany the master to relieve his boredom. As long as I don't die, you will stay with me for the rest of my life..."

Sister Zhen became excited immediately after hearing this, and tears fell from her eyes.

Although the ghost body has no tears, at the level of Ghost King, it can produce teardrops according to the ghost cultivator's mood.

Su Fan reached out and wiped Sister Zhen's eyes, then patted her little head.

"Don't always think wildly in the future, put away all your little thoughts, the master will not abandon you..."

Sister Zhen looked at Su Fan with tearful eyes, nodded heavily, and then leaned her head in his arms with a crooked look.

Su Fan looked down at her, shook his head with a smile, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

In the evening, he lay down and slept directly after lunch. He had been wandering in enemy-occupied areas for the past few months, and even slept with half his eyes open.

It's rare to get a solid sleep now, so I fell asleep not long after lying down.

Not long after Su Fan fell asleep, he suddenly woke up, but the surrounding scenery had completely changed.

At this moment, he was in an extremely luxurious palace. Tall stone pillars supported a huge circular vault. On top of the vault, dragons, phoenixes and other exotic beasts were slowly circling, making it look extremely majestic.

The palace was empty. The golden crystal floor clearly showed the reflections of the strange beasts in the sky. There was only a cyan ink jade bed in the palace. At this time, Su Fan was lying on it, and he could clearly feel the coolness. feeling.

He sat up from the ink jade bed and looked around. Although the palace was very large, the surroundings were filled with thick fog, making it impossible to see the scene outside the palace.

At this time, a figure walked out of the thick fog, and Su Fan frowned because he seemed familiar with the person coming.

The person who came was a graceful woman, with only a piece of cloud covering her body. Her hair was tied up in a bun with green hair, fixed with a jade hairpin.

She has willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, an apricot face and peach cheeks, lips like embroidery, and skin like gelatin. She is like a refined fairy, with a touch of tenderness and grace.

It can be said that it is charming and full of charm.

Su Fan secretly smiled bitterly. This must be the true form of the witch god Aji. No wonder he looked familiar.

Because when she and her clone Aguo were making trouble, for some reason, her face would look like this every time the passion burned to the point of exploding.

The Witch God would chat with him from time to time in the past few days, but Su Fan ignored her at all. No matter what she said, he would not answer.

Seeing that Su Fan ignored her at all, this girl actually came to her door through a dream.

The witch god Aji walked to Mo Yu's bed and glanced at Su Fan with a smile.

"This is where I usually rest. How do you feel..."

To be honest, it's really not that great here.

What a shabby place, it's so gloomy that it doesn't look like a sleeping place, it's almost like a mourning hall.

Although the other party was a witch god, Su Fan was not polite at all.

"What's the matter with you? You don't usually tell me, but you insist on disturbing me when I'm sleeping..."

The witch god Aji was not annoyed at all. Instead, he sat down at the end of the bed with a smile.

"Are you angry with me..."

"You are the Witch God. How dare I, a mortal, be angry with you..."

Hearing the resentment in Su Fan's words, the Witch God Aji sighed quietly.

She turned her head, tears shining on her side face, her red lips trembling slightly, revealing a sense of helpless despair.

"What did I do wrong..."

Seeing the appearance of Witch God Aji, Su Fan almost believed it.

But he knew in his heart that this girl must be at least several thousand years old, many years older than his grandma's grandma's grandma's grandma...

Those movie kings and movie queens in previous lives were simply weak compared to her.

When people enter the scene for a second, it feels like the real thing, without even a trace of acting.

She is a witch god. If the clone Aguo still has a little bit of humanity, this bitch may not be human anymore.

"If you have something to say, don't act like I did something to you..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, the witch god Aji raised his eyebrows.

A sense of charm and maturity and grace and dignity flow out silently from the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. The two temperaments are completely natural, revealing a peerless enchanting and moving posture.

"Don't be angry with me. From now on, I will listen to you and do whatever you want me to do..."

Although he knew that the person sitting in front of him was a ten-thousand-year-old monster, Su Fan couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and he realized it at that time.

Who the hell can handle this?

Su Fan turned his head away from her and moved his body slightly to hide the embarrassment caused by his body changes.

When the witch god Aguo saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Suddenly he realized something was wrong, he slightly pursed his lips, and an imperceptible blush appeared on his face.

Su Fan took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the heat in his heart.

"This is what you said, then can I discuss something with you..."

"Go ahead, I'll listen to you after everything is said..."

"Can you stay away from me from now on, and don't let the two of us have any contact with each other again, okay..."

The witch god Aji lowered his eyelashes, a look of disappointment appeared on his brows, pursed his glossy lips, and shook his head gently.

"I'm afraid it won't work. I can't do it..."

Su Fan immediately became anxious after hearing this, and asked with wide eyes: "Why..."

Witch God Aji sighed, and then told him the truth about Su Fan being his human flesh god tower.

She didn't want to hide it from Su Fan, because she had already seen it. If she didn't tell the truth, this guy might really stop paying attention to her.

And he couldn't hide it, as long as this kid showed off his witchcraft runes, any old monster who transformed into a spirit would know what was going on.

During this period, Su Fan launched so many blood sacrifices, and the energy and blood of millions of Su Lun and Ghost Clan monks gave her unimaginable benefits.

Even though she is a high-ranking witch god, she is in the witch world after all.

Su Fan is not a member of the witch sect, nor is he a devout believer. If Su Fan ignores her in the future, she will have nothing to lose.

If you want to use Su Fan's human flesh tower to gain benefits in the future, I'm afraid it won't work without giving benefits.

So next, the witch god Aguo planned to change his approach, that is, to make a deal with Su Fan.

What the hell...

Su Fan, who knew the truth, was angry at that time.

Together, I am now your human instrument. What is the difference between that and the fairy massage stick?

And according to what she meant, I risked my life to launch so many blood sacrifices, and they all came to your advantage. In the end, I lost nothing.

Isn't this just fooling a stupid boy?

"Hurry up and wake me up. I'm annoyed when I see you now..."

The face of the witch god Aji became a little pale, and his eye circles were slightly red. He looked like he was about to cry, which made people feel pity for him.

She climbed onto the bed gently and hugged Su Fan's legs.

Su Fan quickly hid back and said anxiously: "Don't come over here..."

He knew in his heart that even though it was a dream, it was also a dream created by the evolution of the witch god, just like the real thing.

Facing such a breathtakingly beautiful creature, I'm afraid I can't bear it.

"I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again..."

The witch god Aji gave Su Fan a gloomy look and put his face on his lap.

Looking at that face that captivated all sentient beings, Su Fan couldn't help but feel shaken.

There was a "boom" in his head, and a wave of heat rose from his lower abdomen and went straight to Niwan Palace along his spine.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and the eyes of the villain inside him suddenly opened.

An extremely cold breath suddenly roared out, suppressing the heat in his heart.

"roll……"

Su Fan raised his leg and kicked the witch god Aji under the bed.

"ah……"

The witch god Aji snorted and fell to the bed.

At this time, her hair was messy and her face was flushed. She raised her hand to pull out the jade slit on her messy bun, letting her black hair fall.

The witch god Aji opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were charming, and he was indescribably charming. Although he was lying on his side, he still maintained a very beautiful shape, revealing full temptation.

Especially the little foot exposed outside, crystal clear, full and slender, the arch of the foot, the instep and the toes are all beautiful.

The witch god Aji gathered her hair with his hand, her eyes became a little blurred, and there was a strange light in her expression, with a sense of unsatisfied.

Her white skin faintly showed a peachy luster, her cheeks flashed a strange blush, and she slowly crawled towards the jade bed.

What the hell...

He never thought that the witch god who was usually high and mighty actually liked this kind of tune, which was too cheap.

Su Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the heat in his heart.

Even if I die today, I will not be seduced by this woman. If a man does not have such a little self-control, what can he achieve in the future?

At noon the next day, the warm sunlight poured down along the green bricks and tiles and sprinkled into the house.

Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously covered the sunlight on his face with his hands, and then covered his face with both hands.

Damn, I still couldn't resist it.

Why did I...

However, the grass god is really fucking cool.

Although it is just a derivative dream, everything is just like what happened in reality.

Whether it is the touch or the feeling of the body, it is more sour and refreshing than any previous time, which makes him linger.

Especially that kind of alternative feeling, which also makes Su Fan feel addicted.

Su Fan suddenly sat up from the bed, feeling dry and thirsty. He looked around for a teapot and wanted to drink a sip of water to quench his thirst.

With a "whoosh", Sister Zhen came out from nowhere.

For some reason, there was a strange look in her ghost eyes today.

"Master..."

Su Fan was so thirsty that he didn't have the heart to pay attention to her micro-expressions.

"Bring me some water..."

Sister Zhen disappeared in a flash after hearing this. After a while, she emerged from the air, holding a teapot in her hand, and poured a glass of water for Su Fan.

Su Fan took the teacup and drank a sip. He felt unsatisfied, so he snatched the teapot from Sister Zhen's hand and poured it directly into his mouth.

Until he drank the whole pot of water, he was finally thirsty.

Isn't it just a dream last night? He and his three Taoist companions were not so thirsty all night.

"Master, you..."

Hearing that Sister Zhen stopped talking halfway, he glared.

"Just say what you want to say, don't hide it..."

Sister Zhen said timidly: "Master, you were so scary last night, and you looked so rude..."

After hearing Sister Zhen's words, Su Fan's old face turned red.

"Why are you hanging around in the middle of the night? You are not allowed to enter my room when I sleep..."

Sister Zhen looked innocent and said, "Master, I am a ghost and I don't need to sleep..."

After hearing her words, Su Fan's nose almost got crooked.

"Get out... Don't hang around in my room at night..."

After being yelled at by Su Fan, Sister Zhen nodded aggrievedly and slowly floated away.

Looking at the ghost of Sister Zhen going away, Su Fan covered his face.

What the hell...