wait until the fireworks cool off

White fish scooped up.

Feeling that the aura of the person on his body has finally stabilized, Qing Yu said a little weakly: "Amo... you... let go of me..."

It was only then that Sheng Xiaomo remembered that his uncle was still tied up with a rope, and he quickly raised his hand to put the rope away, only to see that Qing Yu's face turned pale, and his arms had been strangled with purple streaks due to the long-term binding. trace.He took his hand over with some self-blame, and massaged him back to the blood bit by bit with distress.

"Master, I'm sorry..." His voice was full of guilt.

Qing Yu just panted heavily, and slowly regained some consciousness, with deep tiredness in his eyes.He didn't look at Sheng Xiaomo, he didn't even look at any specific things in the room, but his eyes were out of focus, and he was in a daze like that, without saying a word.

After many days of worrying, she finally got her wish, but after the incident, Sheng Xiaomo felt more and more worried.He knew that this matter was a serious crime, and he had imagined many scenarios before, Qing Yu scolded him and scolded him, maybe he would seriously injure him with magic power in a hurry, or even kill him in a fit of anger... But none of this happened, But now that Qing Yu is like this, does it count as accepting him?

Sheng Xiaomo was almost impatient, he tried to gently turn Qing Yu around with his hands, and hugged him in his arms, Qing Yu didn't resist, and pressed his forehead obediently against his chest.

"Uncle Master..." After a long time, Sheng Xiaomo finally couldn't help calling him.

The person in his arms didn't respond, only breathing lightly.Sheng Xiaomo couldn't help lowering her head to look at him, only to find that Qing Yu had completely passed out.

Sheng Xiaomo couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, he didn't expect that in his lifetime, he could really lay down with Qing Yu so intimately.He got out of bed lightly and cleaned it up for him.Qing Yu fell into a deep sleep due to lack of physical strength due to the medicine and fatigue, Sheng Xiaomo lay beside him like this, opened his eyes and watched him all night, and fell asleep for a while until the outside of the room turned pale.

A few times the soul dream is the same as the king

Waking up hazy, Qing Yu opened his eyes and saw Sheng Xiaomo staring at him.

Seeing him waking up, Sheng Xiaomo panicked for a moment, then tried to speak in a normal tone: "Master, you're awake..."

His body seemed to have been cleaned up, put on clean obscene clothes, and the brocade quilt under his body seemed to have also been changed, but a certain hidden part was still burning, reminding him of everything that had happened.

"Uncle, do you...do you feel unwell?" Seeing him frowning, Sheng Xiao was a little nervous.

Qing Yu shook his head and sat up slowly.Tired and half awake, his body was a little stiff, Sheng Xiaomo hurriedly took the robe and put it on him.

"What time is it?"

"After the hour of Mao, it's not yet the hour of Chen..."

He turned his head to look at Sheng Xiaomo, who could not conceal his confusion.Sheng Xiaomo tried to calm down, but she didn't know that her eyes were bloodshot and the circles around her eyes were also black.

"Didn't sleep last night?"

Sheng Xiaomo forced a smile: "Don't dare to sleep..."

Qing Yu's heart ached and he stopped talking.

Seeing that Qing Yu was silent and Sheng Xiaomo was like a thorn on his back, he suddenly got up and fell down on the bed, kneeling on the ground with a plop.

"Master, I know what happened last night was despicable, so I dare not ask for your forgiveness. But I just want to keep Master, and I don't want you to leave..." Sheng Xiaomo's voice trembled violently, and she simply lowered her head and stopped looking at Qing Yu, "If my uncle hates me, I will let you dispose of me, I dare not complain..."

"Get up." Qing Yu's tone could not detect any emotion.

Sheng Xiaomo didn't move.

Qing Yu took a deep breath, and said with emphasis: "Get up, sit down."

Sheng Xiaomo had no choice but to get up, and sat next to him nervously, only looking at the square bricks on the ground.

"Amo, what happened last night... is already a fact, I don't blame you anymore... It's just that the matter has come to this point, I have to tell you something solemnly." Qing Yu's tone was unusually calm, as if telling A matter that has nothing to do with me, "I understand your intentions very well. But the relationship between you and me, no matter if you stay in the long-term or in the fairy world, it is impossible to tolerate it. If this continues, I am afraid that it will eventually cause an uproar. It will harm your and my lives, and it will also affect your long-term reputation."

Sheng Xiao remained silent.

"I'm almost [-] years old. Personal fame and fortune have long been ignored, but your life has just begun. It's really not worth ruining your future for this kind of thing. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, there should be more than just personal feelings in life. You should fulfill your mission well and have the righteousness of the people in your heart. I can treat what happened last night as nothing happened. I hope you can calm down and think carefully about it.”

Qing Yu was not angry at all from the beginning to the end, and spoke with sincerity and sincerity.But to Sheng Xiaomo's ears, these words made him feel more uncomfortable than direct scolding, more hopeless than direct rejection.What else can he say?Even if Qing Yu's resistance and dodge before could be explained as he was covering up the throbbing in his heart, so what?There are still thorns growing in front of them, even if he doesn't care about his own life, doesn't he care about Qing Yu's life?I don't care about the situation of the master and many brothers, do I still have a long-lasting reputation?

For the first time, Sheng Xiaomo felt that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than a knife resting on his neck.

"I see," he said in a weary voice, unexpectedly obedient: "Uncle Shi, I'm going first..."

After saying that, he stood up slowly, no longer looked at Qing Yu, nor any place in the house, and walked out of the inner hall with heavy steps.

Qing Yu raised his head, watching the young figure disappear little by little with desolate eyes, leaving only the faint morning light outside the door.

ended.

He lowered his head heavily, closed his eyes silently, and at some point two drops of water had fainted on his knees.

This life is so bitter, why can't we see the end?

Sheng Xiaomo walked back to the dormitory in a drowsy state, and was about to open the door when a figure jumped out of the corner and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, his tone couldn't hide his excitement: "How is it? Is it done?"

Sheng Xiao was silent, just raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Zhuran couldn't help being shocked when he saw him like this. He saw Sheng Xiaomo's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were sluggish and withered, his face turned blue, and his whole body seemed to be It's like being sucked out of the soul, and there is only one exorcism shell left.

"What's the matter? Overindulgence?" Logically, he can come back unharmed, there should be no accidents, but he looks like this...

Was it very intense last night?

"It's nothing." Sheng Xiaomo's expression was stiff, only his lips moved, "Zhuran, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

He swung open the door of the palace, and before Zhuran could catch up, he closed the door behind him.

Zhuran watched the door close in front of his eyes, and was speechless for a while.

hey jerk!

Zhuran raised her hand to knock on the door, but remembering Sheng Xiaomo's expression, her hand paused in the air, then retracted.

It seems that last night was too much sex.Tsk tsk, this age is excessively indulgent, and I won't have kidney failure in the future.Forget it, since he's going to sleep for a while, he still shouldn't act like a hooligan gossip, anyway, he can run away like a monk but can't run away from the temple.Zhuran curled his lips and smiled wickedly, he is the most empathetic person.

Sheng Xiaomo locked herself in the dormitory and didn't come out for more than a day. Not to mention excessive indulgence, even if she was fighting with a demon god, she should wake up from this sleep.

Takeran felt a little wrong.

"Sheng Xiaomo, are you in?" Zhu Ran knocked loudly on the door outside Sheng Xiaomo's bedroom, his tone seemed a little impatient because of anxiety, "What's wrong with you! A man locked himself in the room like a girl What's going on here?"

There was no response from the room.

Hey, has this kid grown up?

Zhu Ran frowned: "Hurry up and open the door, or I'll kick you!"

The room was still as quiet as ever.

Zhuran was finally a little scared, he secretly raised a burst of immortal power, and shook the disciples away with a palm, but the scene in front of him made him gasp in fright.

Sheng Xiaomo had already collapsed on the ground, a puddle of half-condensed blood was around his mouth, and the room was filled with black air.

"Sheng Xiaomo!" Zhuran rushed forward and helped him up from the ground, only to see that his eyes were closed, he was unconscious, his face was black and blue, his lips were black and purple, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Much like a sign of madness.

This situation is much more serious than he imagined!

Soon after hearing the news, Bai Zihua and Mo Yan came, and the three of them helped Sheng Xiaomo back to the couch, Bai Zihua checked his pulse, with a worried expression on his face: "I'm afraid it's because of practicing Qigong, I'm going to find a way to relieve it. "

"Master, this, this must be called Shizu!" Zhuran said in surprise.

"Master was in a hurry to go down the mountain yesterday," Mo Yan thought for a while, and then told Zhuran, "Zhuran, please go to the Hall of Ecstasy and ask Immortal Qing Yu to come and have a look."

Zhuran froze for a moment, nodded and ran out.

Not long after, Qing Yu came in a hurry, with anxiety still on his face, Zhu Ran followed behind him, with a somewhat unpredictable expression.

"Xianzun." Mo Yan and Bai Zihua bowed to him as usual, Qing Yu has already walked to the side of the couch, signaling them to excuse them with one hand, and with the other hand, he has already put on Sheng Xiaomo's veins.

"Xianzun, junior brother..." Bai Zihua asked cautiously after seeing Qing Yu finished his diagnosis.

"His qi is chaotic now. It may be that he had distracting thoughts during the practice, which caused his internal energy to stagnate, and he fell into a nightmare." Qing Yu helped Sheng Xiaomo up and sat down firmly, and said to Mo Yan and Bai Zihua, "Mo Yan, Zihua, please trouble me. The two of you form a meditation formation, and I will urge the primordial spirit to enter his dream and bring him out."

"Xianzun, you have just recovered from a serious injury, and mobilizing the primordial spirit is extremely exhausting. The cultivation base of me and senior brother may not be stable enough, and the risk to you is too great." Although Bai Zihua's tone was calm, his face could not hide his horror.

Qing Yu's tone is undeniable: "You form an array to protect the law, I know it well."

Mo Yan and Bai Zihua looked at each other, but had no choice but to form a formation, Qing Yu sat down behind Sheng Xiaomo, and slowly closed his eyes.Suddenly, a bluish-white light surged from his whole body, and the light