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The hot spring that Lu Mengji mentioned is at the top of this building.The spring eye hits Kunlun, and it is transmitted by four Xumi formations. The crystal jade is paved by the pool, and the steaming water vapor has been pointing to the sky and the starry sky.

Lu Mengji led Mu Fan into the luxurious dressing room, and then walked out pretending nothing happened.

He quickly stripped himself naked first, and stood outside the door with deep eyes.

Er felt that his posture was not right, so he changed to a thinker's posture and sat beside the Lingquan.

The clear spring water honestly reflected Lu Zun's unglamorous figure at this time.

"..." In just 20 seconds, Lu Mengji stood or squatted or leaned on, until there was a rustling sound from the door, he finally made a decision - he jumped into the pool, deliberately letting the water splash rise.

——The representative of the best still photos of Lu Yingdi that year.

——It’s just that Wei Shu was lying on the edge of the pool at the time of filming, taking a small watering pot and spraying him with water.

At this time without Wei Shuda's assistance, in order to allow Afan to witness the "perfect water drop process" at the first time, Lu Mengji specially adopted the inspiration from the water-repellent sword, and used spiritual power to keep the water droplets on the tight surface. The surface of the skin gathers but does not disperse, coagulates but does not fall.Then the moment Afan came out——

When he raised his head again, his eyes were lazy and sexy, and water droplets slipped down his chin from his Adam's apple.

He looked at Afan with a turbulent mind——

"..."

Lu Mengji's smile froze: Wait, why is Afan still wearing such tight clothes? !

Shocked, he perfectly missed Mu Fan's flashing gaze on the water drop.When he looked again, Mu Fan was already walking barefoot, walking along the crystal clear jade into the pool, his black robes were not wet from the water, and they were still snug as usual.

A blindfold.

Although slightly regretful, Lu Mengji soon realized that Afan was still in the same spring without a trace.

In the spring paved with jasper, Mu Fan suddenly noticed that Lu Mengji's eyes were also glowing faintly green.

At this time, Lu Mengji was standing up in the water, revealing his muscular chest and hideous boxer pants.

leopard print.

There seems to be nothing wrong with Lu Mengji wearing leopard print.

He walked carelessly from the other side of the hot spring, and then sat on Mu Fan's side without hesitation.Letting out a comfortable sigh, I stretched myself——

Mu Fan turned slightly to one side, staggering away from that extremely malleable arm.

On the other side, Lu Mengji looked serious again: "Afan, shall I give you a back rub?"

Mu Fan glanced at him: "No need."

Lu Mengji nodded regretfully, glanced left and right, and took a deep breath by the way—the scent of plum blossoms was scattered among the water vapor.Mu Fan seemed to be aware of it, and tightened the phantom robe a little, but Lu Mengji stared at one place openly and squarely.

On Mu Fan's left shoulder, a sword-like tattoo was gradually revealed due to the steaming water.

Lu Mengji looked there without blinking, all the emotions in his eyes were replaced by gentle warmth.

With another thought, a tattoo with the same shape emerged on his right shoulder.

"Back then, if it wasn't for Afan who blocked me, I'm afraid they would have been caught by them and signed the master-servant contract."

Mu Fan looked at him: "The pavilion master is biased, it shouldn't be like this. Back then, there was no other way but this was the only way out."

Lu Mengji said, "He is him, and you are you."

Looking closely at the tattoo, a long sword is faintly wrapped in the sword light, and there is a vague shadow on one side of the long sword, with four claws soaring into the clouds, but the specific shape is so faint that it is almost invisible.

If the appearance of the strange beast is clear, it will be a complete picture of Tianshui Yushou - it is the seal of the bond between the disciple and the spirit beast in the Tianshui Sword Pavilion in the past.However, the tattoos on the shoulders of the two have only their shape, not their spirit.On the contrary, it was like a certain Foundation Establishment disciple who was not allowed by the sect, secretly forged a spiritual deed, not only had no restraint on the spirit beast, but also put a poke on himself.

However, it is this imprint of the sword light that is so faint that it is almost invisible. Once immersed in hot water, Lu Mengji can still communicate with Mu Fan even if he is thousands of miles away—although it is only a thousand points of Mu Fan's five senses. one.

600 years ago, in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, Lu Mengji wanted to forcibly break the alchemy to advance, and perish with the Demon Venerable, to save Afan's life, but this imprint forced him back.

At that time, the stabbing pain in his right shoulder was quite substantial, but what Afan endured was always a thousand times what he could feel.

He escaped from the devil's hand and hunted him down for 200 years before finally slaying the head of the big devil from outside the territory.After walking out of the abyss of myriad demons, I realized that the cultivation world was turned upside down, and the Tianshui Sword Pavilion was almost destroyed.

The master of the pavilion died of a serious injury. Among the four sons of Tianshui, Luosangzi died in battle, Yichen died in battle, Qingjue Soul Lamp was extinguished, and Mu Fan's cultivation base was lost. In order to protect the inheritance of the sect, he barely survived for a hundred years until Yuxu died. Only after Mai took over did he retreat and recuperate.

It's just that the sword energy in the meridians has not been eliminated in 100 years, no matter how talented it is, it is extremely difficult to rebuild it.

"Among the demon cultivators, there is a venerable one who rebuilt the broken pill in the past." Lu Mengji said in a low voice, "I asked him for advice before I came here. According to what he said, although the broken pill hurts the foundation, it is not without There is room for redemption. In the demon world, there is even a technique of turning the gods, which can be pulled back with just one broken pill."

"But there is only one chance." Lu Mengji said, "I will watch until you conceive a baby."

Mu Fan looked at him with no emotion in his eyes.

"Afan." Lu Mengji said softly.

Mu Fan was obviously looking at him, but his eyes were out of focus, and he didn't look away until he spoke again.

"Are you tired?" Lu Mengji said distressedly, just now on the suspension car, Mu Fan seemed to be tired.According to Jindan's cultivation base, it shouldn't be like this.

Mu Fan shook his head, but smiled like ice and snow melting.

"It's hard for you to think so thoroughly." He heard himself say so.

The suspension car stopped in front of a high-end hotel, Lu Mengji put the person down, and before leaving, he made a happy comparison.

Li Shenxing glared at him, then respectfully handed over the room card to the master.

Lu Mengji turned a blind eye to him, but felt complacent in his heart.

The date plan for this night was carried out quite smoothly, the only fly in the ointment was Afan's tightly wrapped cover-up, he obviously got into the wooden barrel to take a bath with Afan, but now he could only look at each other through the clothes.

Lu Mengji regrets: What can't be seen!

On the other side, Mu Fan went upstairs, but did not check Li Shenxing's practice for the day.

Before he took off the white shirt that smelt of hot pot, and put on the undershirt, there was a black shadow looming on the right side of his back, but it was deliberately covered again soon.

He opened the window to let the cool breeze in, and stood by the window for a long time until the jade slip became slightly hot.

The messenger was Qin Shendu.

"Master, the red mist in the Sutra Pavilion has been burned again today."

Mu Fan's expression turned serious: "The last time was three days ago."

"There is one more thing. The disciples who passed today said that the red mist can't be suppressed even with spiritual fire."

After a while, Mu Fan said, "Get angry."

"Uncle Master—" Qin Shen was surprised: "According to what the ancestors said, in the last hundred years, you must never use fire."

Mu Fan said: "If you don't use fire, all your previous efforts will be wasted. Be careful and be alone, and you will gain something if you give up."

Qin Shen was silent alone.

Inside the Yuxu Sect, the night was dark.After a long time alone, Qin Shen called a disciple who was about to go down the mountain: "Want to watch a concert in S City?"

The disciple nodded, and a large bag of glow sticks in his backpack was shining brightly.

"Send this to Elder Mu."

A slender wooden box was stuffed into his hand, and the disciple heard that he could see Elder Mu, and immediately took it happily, but unexpectedly underestimated the weight of the wooden box.I was almost taken and fell.

"Remember to put mustard seeds in the bag, otherwise you won't be able to pass the security check by train." Qin Shen raised his eyebrows alone.

"Can't pass the security check?!" The little disciple was taken aback: "I can't tell you—"

Qin Shendu signaled him to open the wooden box, inside a dark dagger was bound by a fairy rope, and the blood groove was astonishingly deep.

Only then did the disciple feel relieved, showing a knowing expression: "So it was for Elder Mu to deal with that demon Lu Mengji! Brother Qin, don't worry, we promise to deliver it tomorrow morning!"

Qin Shendu was noncommittal, turned around and left after he went down the mountain.

In the dark night, he didn't go back to his disciple's bamboo house, but Yujian went to Jianfeng.

Mu Fan and Li Shenxing were absent, and Jianfeng, which was originally cold, became more and more silent.The sky and the earth were frosty and snowy, and it became more and more oppressive.Qin Shen walked into the Sutra Pavilion alone without any respect.

He didn't untie the sword, and he didn't apologize to his ancestors, so he walked straight to a place and looked at the floating soul lamp quietly.

"I can't persuade him anymore. There is no turning back when you shoot the bow. If you still care about the younger generation, you should also take the time to show your spirit. lest I have to offer an extra tablet."

He sneered again: "I forgot, when did you take care of the younger generation. After so many years, it will all have to fall on him in the end."

The more he talked, the more angry he felt in his heart, and suddenly there was pain in his palm, which was cut by his fingertips in his tightly clenched fist.

He stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette skillfully.As long as there is a soul lamp in front of him, he will crawl out of the ground angrily and beat him up violently, but Qin Shendu is the old god.

"Look at me for what?" After smoking, he finally hung up a fallen soul lamp again, and rearranged the ashes here, but his words were still sarcasm: "The genealogy of Tianshui Jiange I don’t write your names in it, so who else remembers you except me and him? It’s a matter of love, not duty.”

"My surname is Qin now, not Mu."

Qin Shen came back with his sword alone, just in time for several disciples returning from a duel.

"Senior Brother Qin!"

Those few people were very excited, looking at the sword light above their heads like a shooting star.

Qin Shendu returned to his lazy look, and snorted in agreement.

"Senior brother... but you are in a bad mood?" One person thought about it.

After senior brother Qin left the customs, he could go down the mountain tomorrow, but he was forced by the suzerain to stay for more than a week to give lectures to all the juniors.Although Qin Shen followed his advice and did not hide any secrets, everyone in the sect knew that Senior Brother Qin loved to hang around Elder Mu the most.I am afraid that I am already in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han.

Qin Shendu snorted again.

"The suzerain said, if you are in a bad mood, you have to vent it. It's better to let it go. Brother Qin, why don't you join us for a while? Let's open a trumpet and start with Baiyin. We're guaranteed to have a great night!"

Qin Shen waved his robe sleeves alone, he didn't agree to the eager invitation of all his juniors, but turned his sword and went back to the bamboo house.

But—that's a good thing to say.

If you are in a bad mood, you have to vent.

He opened the terminal, found the moving picture of the civet cat that the disciple had selected earlier, and sent it to Xingwang.

"Gift@御虚药业-Mu Fan"

He glanced over the trending searches, and smiled sideways: "Lu Mengji, come to fight if you don't agree."

At the same moment, S city, the downtown area, inside the suspended car.

Lu Mengji's terminal beeped three times, and it was the status update of "Starbo Annual Fee Member Invisible Follow".

He frowned and looked badly.

Just about to pick it up to detect the enemy's situation, suddenly another communication came.

On the other end of the communication, Wei Shu's voice was weak, and he was shocked when he saw the call connected: "Lu Mengji!! You are coming to the company soon!! Your brother ran out of the kindergarten again!!"