Mozun has too many vests

Mozun hugged Mingji in his arms, picked up the medicine bowl with one hand, and handed it to Mingji's mouth.

Mingji took the bowl, he smelled it, and frowned.

The smell of this bowl of medicine was obviously different from the bowl of medicine he drank before, but it was still the same, so he couldn't distinguish the ingredients inside.

Mingji turned his gaze to Mozun, and asked, "Why do you look so bad?"

Could it be that……

The Mozun laughed: "You don't think I'll use my heart and soul to break the curse for you, do you?"

Mingji did not speak.

Mozun pinched Mingji's chin: "You have rejected me, and you are only willing to exchange yourself for the safety of the two apprentices. Wouldn't it be a big loss if I gave you back my heart and soul? Don't worry, it's impossible, it's not mine. Heartbleed."

Mingji breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, no normal thinking person can do such a thing.Mozun is so penny-pinching, it must be even more unlikely that he would make such a move.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Mingji asked.

"This medicine can stabilize your condition. I didn't use my deity's heart and blood, but I did use a few drops of my deity's blood, madam, are you moved?"

There was a small scratch on Mozun's palm. According to the size of the scratch, Mozun probably had a few drops of blood.

"After all, you have to stay with me for a year, and I can't leave you alone and let you die during this time." Mozun urged, "Drink quickly, don't dawdle."

Mingji drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, and the hot liquid flowed into his body, Mingji only felt something loose in his body, an unprecedented sense of relaxation came from his dantian since he was cursed.

"How do you feel?" the devil asked.

It feels so good, so miraculous, that all it takes is a few insignificant drops of blood?

Mingji frowned, put down the bowl, stretched out his hand, hesitated a little, still held Mozun's palm, and touched the wound.

The wound was indeed shallow and slight, not serious at all, Mingji let go and asked, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Lie to you? What benefits do I have?" The demon smirked, "But... since you are recovering well, don't blame me for being rude tonight."

Mozun kissed Mingji and hugged him tightly: "Madam, don't be tired tonight."

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The clouds and rain stopped.

The two of them were lying quietly on the bed, as if they were already fast asleep.

The candlelight flickered, Mingji opened his eyes.

Mingji raised his eyes and looked up, only to see Mozun's thin lips tightly pursed, his lips were pale, showing a trace of unhealthy complexion.

Mingji felt the intertwined limbs below, and in such an intimate contact, he didn't find any disharmony.

Based on Mingji's short-term understanding of the Demon Lord, if the Demon Lord is awake, this posture will definitely cause something to get stuck between them. Now that they are so calm, the Demon Lord must have really fallen asleep.

It was unbelievable that the man from the Demon World, who was full of energy and was born with excellent physical fitness, actually fell asleep after going to bed.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.And it's probably about him, he has to figure out what's going on.If it is really... Then he will surely have trouble sleeping and eating.

Mozun wasn't wearing anything either, and the two of them pressed their chests close together, Mingji opened a little distance and looked down.

The skin around Mozun's heart was smooth and clean, without any scars.

He had observed it during the process, but the Mozun's mouth and skin didn't seem to be a problem.Mingji suspects that his eyes were dazzled back then, but looking at it now, the result is still the same.

No, there will definitely be wound medicine demons who can repair wounds in a short period of time, and he can't use the presence or absence of wounds as a basis for judgment.

Mingji stretched out his hand to touch, wanting to see if he could find anything else wrong, but as soon as he touched Mozun's heart, his hand was held.

"What are you doing, staying up in the middle of the night, sneaking up on this deity?" Mozun's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Why don't madam touch other places, it misses you."

As the Mozun said, the place that wanted to see clearly woke up, with a strong sense of existence.

Mingji skipped the demon's unscrupulous questioning, and stared at the demon seriously, thinking whether to ask directly.

It stands to reason that there is no need for Mozun to lie to him about this kind of thing. If he really used his heart and soul to refine medicine, shouldn't it be publicized?Demon Lord has the character of showing off to him when he kills someone, how can he keep silent after doing such a great deed?

Mingji stared at Mozun for a moment, but decided to ask questions directly: "The second day after I came, you gave me a bowl of medicine, and the effect of that bowl of medicine is like conditioning the body. This bowl of medicine is different. What, why did you suddenly change the medicine?"

Mozun's expression on the lower half of his face remained unchanged, and he was calm and composed: "It's really different. This bowl of medicine uses the method of refining the antidote, but the heart blood is replaced with ordinary blood. Why, do you feel that the medicine is not the same? The effect is very good?"

Mingji was dubious, and continued to ask: "Then why is your complexion so bad, it's not like this tomorrow?"

Mozun's mouth twitched: "Oh, madam is caring about me, madam continues."

Mingji pursed his lips, unconsciously showing a little annoyance in his eyes.

Mozun squeezed Mingji's face: "It's about my cultivation technique, I can't tell you too much in detail, but don't take the opportunity to escape, my strength is still there, if you run, I will also take it You catch it back."

Mingji didn't answer, he struggled a few times, turned his back to Mozun, and began to think.

If what Mozun said was true, and the poor complexion was only due to cultivation problems, not because of taking painstaking efforts, then what effect would this simplified version of the medicine have on him?

The originally very obvious curse mark on his collarbone also faded a little after drinking the bowl of medicine.

...Could it be that the method of breaking the curse doesn't require painstaking efforts in the first place, and the curse-breaker lied to the Demon Lord in order to weaken the Demon Lord and take advantage of the Demon Lord's weakness to rebel?

Moreover, there happened to be a problem with the demon's cultivation technique!What a coincidence, there really is a huge conspiracy behind it!

But Mozun didn't take his heart and soul, so he should be able to handle it, right?

If his curse is really lifted and his strength returns to the strongest period, what should he do?

Ming Ji was thinking solemnly, rubbing against the Demon Venerable who was holding him behind his back, his movements became bigger and bigger.

With a flick of Mingji, his train of thought was interrupted. He hugged the quilt and buried his face in it.

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On the second day, Mozun didn't know where he went, and Mingji stayed in the house to read the miscellaneous books Mozun had found for him, and found that the novels here were very...unspeakable.

The plot of the story is basically robbery, what should I do if the treasure I like is not his?Rob!What should I do if I fall in love with a certain beauty and that beauty doesn't like him?Rob!After grabbing it, he tosses and turns with the beauty until the beauty surrenders to him and cannot do without his big stick.

Mingji: "..." These are some things.

Mingji couldn't help but put Mozun on the book, and couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

Mozun probably thought the same way, turning him over and over until he couldn't leave him?Oh, it's very possible.

If Mozun watched these things grow up since he was a child, it would not be surprising that he would become like this.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and a voice said: "Master, can I go in?"

Mingji was startled, his heart skipped a beat, he closed the book with a snap, and stuffed it into the bookcase.

is homeless.

What are you doing here?It's too courageous, if the demon king is here and doing something with him, if he is interrupted at this time, he might slap Wugui and make his soul fly away?

Mingji glanced at the room that faintly exuded a chaotic atmosphere, and then thought about the homelessness outside the door, he felt restless as if being pricked by needles all over his body.Instead of opening the door to let people in, he asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Mozun asked me to deliver medicine to Master." Wugui replied.

Mingji frowned.

It's not normal, it's so abnormal, the Demon Lord would actually let go of such a good opportunity to claim credit?And why would he find no return to send?

Mingji slightly opened the door, stood there and looked at his apprentice.

Wugui's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to burn him with his eyes.

"Master...you have been wronged." Wugui said softly.

Mingji was stunned for a moment, realizing what no return refers to, and froze for a moment in an extremely uncomfortable state.

He gathered himself together, and said to Wugui: "The Mozun asked you to deliver the medicine?"

Wugui nodded: "He said he had other things to deal with, and said that I should not secretly add medicine to Master's medicine, so he asked me to bring the medicine."

It turned out to be so, which made sense.

Ming Ji took the bowl of medicine, drank it all in one gulp, returned the medicine bowl to no return, and was about to close the door.

No return: "?!"

Seeing that the door was about to close, Wu Gui stretched out his hand to hold the door, not daring to say: "Master... are you going to keep me out?"

Mingji didn't look at no return, and said with a dull face: "It's not suitable for you to be here now."

"Inappropriate? But Mozun asked me to come, and asked me to stay with Shizun for a while, in case Shizun has any adverse reactions after drinking the medicine." Wu Gui said, trying to squeeze open the door and enter the room.

But Mingji firmly pressed the door panel to prevent Wugui from entering.

Gui Wuya looked at Mingji in confusion, unable to understand Mingji's behavior.

He thought that Ming Ji had been bullied by the Demon Lord, so he should have hated the Demon Lord to the core.Even if Mingji can regulate his mood better, he should not have any good feelings for Mozun, so he desperately wants to see no return.

So although he was very uncomfortable, he still deliberately took out a part of his soul and attached it to Wuguihua to find it.The identity of simply having no return is also an incarnation now, it is only composed of a few drops of blood, it will not reflect his true face, so you can use it with confidence.

However, why did things develop differently from what he imagined?

Gui Wuya looked at Mingji, Mingji turned his head uncomfortably, there was a red hickey on the slender neck, where it was not covered by the clothes.

Gui Wuya stared at the hickey for a few seconds, then quickly covered the hickey with one hand, and at the same time, a force pushed Gui Wuya back a step, and the door closed in front of his eyes.

Gui Wuya touched his nose.The traces of love on Mingji's body have not dissipated, his master must be shy, he will come back tomorrow, and make preparations for his elopement plan by the way.

The next day.

The Mozun did not return all night, and he was nowhere to be seen during the day today.

Mingji walked around the yard a few times, and felt that his body had recovered a lot.

At the beginning, the curse-breaker said that he had to take the medicine for seven days in a row, and the curse would be completely lifted.Was the curse-breaker lying?Is it really necessary? What will he look like after taking the medicine for seven days?

Unaware of these clues, he frowned several times, and as the sun went down, he went back to his room.

It's time to take medicine again, the Demon Lord should come back this time, don't you really want to show off in front of him after contributing so many precious medicinal materials and your own blood?

When Mozun came back, he asked about the situation of the curse-breaker again.

"Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, and the person outside said, "Master, I'm here to deliver the medicine to you."

Mingji frowned slightly. It has been two days in a row, Mozun is free to ask his apprentice to get the medicine, why not inform him?To be safe, isn't it safest for him to get it himself?

Mingji recalled his conjecture, and his expression became more serious.

... Demon Lord, he won't be tied up in a corner because of his subordinates' rebellion, right?