I wanted to embrace my master and return home

"People from Sitian Pavilion and Yang Chubao are here too, why don't you go have dinner with your parents?" After taking a bath, Gu Mou was a little surprised to see that he hadn't left yet.

"Of course I can't bear to part with Chen Xianjun." Yu Shubai looked at the table of dishes that had not touched a few chopsticks, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Izumo's taste is rather bland, Chen Xianjun is not used to it, right?"

It's true that I'm not used to eating, so I took a bath first, Gu Mou shook his head: "I'm not hungry, so there's no need to cook for me, let the people in Sitian Pavilion see it and gossip."

"Who said I'm going to give you a small stove." Yushu gave him a white look, walked over slowly, approached him and said, "Chen Xianjun, you smell so good."

Gu Mou froze, the cloth towel for wiping the ends of his hair stopped, and a refreshing fragrance entered his nostrils, which was exactly the same as what he smelled that night in Shuizhen. It was obviously the same saponin, why did Yushubai smell so fragrant after washing it? ?

"You... smell good too." Gu Mou stumbled, only to notice that Yu Shubai had also taken a shower, her hair was slightly damp, and her clothes had also been changed.

I don't know who started it first, but when they realized it, the two had already stood and kissed for a long time, their lips and teeth touching, Yu Shubai kept asking for it, until he felt that Gu Mou was starting to have difficulty breathing, he let go .

This kind of thing has been done many times. Gu Mou originally thought that this time would be the same as before, and it would be over when he clicked it. Unexpectedly, Yu Shubai approached his lips again, and said vaguely: "Take it off."

"...!" Gu Mou's eyes widened. Where did this come from? What does Yu Shubai mean?

Why does he always speak amazingly!

"Actually, Chen Xianjun has always wanted to continue, am I right?" Yu Shubai held his face with one hand, not letting him hide.

He is obviously not as strong as him physically, but his whole body is not inferior at all, and the strength in his hands is not as beautiful as his appearance. His slender fingers clamped his chin, and he couldn't move. He could only be forced to look up. Looking at him, the flush on his face has nowhere to escape.

"Yu Shubai, there are ten great sects outside..." Gu Mou swallowed, trying to "negotiate" with him.

It's a negotiation, but it's actually more like asking him what he means.

There are important figures from the Ten Great Immortal Sects outside, as well as your family Sitian Pavilion. Are you sure we want to do this kind of thing here?

His eyes were not determined, and Yu Shubai could see it. He answered him with actions, pushed him down on the bed, and tore off his belt with his slender fingers: "You are disrespectful as a teacher and full of lies. Don't tell me you don't want to do this with me!"

"It's not the way to be disrespectful to a teacher!" Gu Mou's face flushed instantly, he didn't care about anything, he didn't want his face, he held his face and kissed it.

The sky was getting dark, the candles were dimly lit, people would pass by outside the door at any time, and the swearing-in meeting would start at any time, but they were exchanging breaths with each other in this small room.

"what!!"

Gu Mou, if you didn't completely immerse yourself in this horrifying pain, but instead focused your attention on Yu Shubai, you would be able to see the lingering hatred in the boy's eyes at that moment. In the final period, who is a little speechless, who will be so crazy, long-term lovesickness, and heart-breaking!

When he came back to his senses, a drop of warm water hit his forehead. Gu Mou looked up and saw the wet tears on Yu Shubai's cheek in the dim candlelight.

I was the one who got caught, why are you crying?

Gu Mou opened his mouth and said it.

Yu Shu frowned, with blue veins on his forehead: "You are clamping too tightly, it hurts."

"..." Gu Mou immediately relaxed after hearing this.

"What is this?" Yu Shubai straightened up, grabbed his right ankle, and looked at the bloody rune on it.

"Ghost...ghost steps...wrapped around." Gu Mou said this paragraph intermittently.

"It's beautiful, I like it very much." Yu Shubai hugged him tightly.

The two of them rested on the bed for a while, got up to sort themselves out, and changed into clean clothes. Gu Mou sat by the bed, blushing like a burning cloud, and was about to put on shoes and socks, but was stopped by Yu Shubai: "Don't wear them, let me put them on." I'll watch it for a while."

Gu Mou's face burned, and he put down the socks obediently, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"Chen Xianjun, the swearing-in meeting will be held after a stick of incense, what orders do you have now?"

"No, I got it." Gu Mou said.

"Let's go, Chen Xianjun." Yu Shubai smiled and reached out to him naturally.

With a warm feeling in his heart, Gu Mou used his strength to get up slowly, and let go of his hand the moment he went out.

He is shameless, Yu Shubai still has to be shameless, if other immortals see it, I am afraid that the next few days will not be safe.

The swearing-in meeting started on time, the top ten immortal families lined up vertically, and many men were peeking at the location of Shenshui Palace in front of them.

Shenshui Palace started out as a drug refiner, and the earliest batch were Miaojiang women, who had a good relationship with Sitian Pavilion. Most importantly, Shenshui Palace did not accept male disciples, all of them were beautiful and beautiful female disciples.

Unlike the nunnery, the female disciples of Shenshui Palace can marry when they reach the age. For example, Mrs. Xu from Xiyan Peak was born in Shenshui Palace.

At this moment, Yu Shubai had returned to the position of Sitian Pavilion, standing beside Yuyanxi with a calm expression.

"Presumably you all know that in recent years, demon transformation has been rampant, and it is impossible to guard against it. Some people even fall into evil ways and practice some methods against the sky, harming others and themselves..." the eldest disciple of Sitian Pavilion began to read.

The process was the same as usual, but it added the words about Yulumen's demon transformation, and the demonization without demon patterns was also introduced in detail. Gu Moucai realized that the swearing-in meeting was not all nonsense, so he listened carefully.

The swearing-in meeting was finally coming to an end, Sitian Pavilion disciples poured wine for everyone, and when everyone was about to drink it up, a huge figure suddenly appeared from the back of the inn, that is, in the depths of Izumo Mountain. Without reacting, charge straight at them!

"Ahhhhhh! Help!" The children ran away in panic, and the adults were startled, and immediately drew their swords and stepped forward.

That "thing" stood still in front of them, and everyone realized that it was a demon!His whole body was snow-white, even his hair was white, but his wrists and ankles were oozing with blood, as if he had been imprisoned in shackles.

"Everyone, don't panic, kids back off!"

The women in Shenshui Palace also used their own unique tricks, using poison to use poison, and using hidden weapons to use hidden weapons, but found that the whole body of this demon was covered with a layer of scales, and ordinary weapons could not hurt him at all.

Naturally, Gu Mou couldn't just sit idly by in such a situation. Without saying a word, he drew out the long sword from his waist and rushed towards Hua Yao. Under everyone's gaze, Hua Yao's body and head were separated after only three rounds!

"Oh..." Everyone looked at this scene, dumbfounded.

"Chen Xianjun is worthy of being Chen Xianjun, I will bow down!"

"Thank you Chen Xianjun, Chen Xianjun is really amazing!"

"Chen Xianjun's sword is like his own, brave and powerful, he is truly a hero of the generation!"

All the immortals praised him and formed a circle around him. Gu Mouben hated such an occasion, but at this moment, miraculously, he did not walk away, but looked up in the direction of Sitian Pavilion.

Yu Shubai was still standing there, watching him quietly and smiling, clear and gentle, Gu Mou also smiled.

The noise around him became louder and louder, and some people even began to squeeze in front to salute him. Gu Mou frowned, and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, he felt the sword in his hand restless, and even raised his whole hand. The plot was almost missed.

"What's the matter, why did Chen Xianjun's sword move by itself?"

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, only to see that Gu Mou was holding the hilt of the sword with difficulty, with the same doubts on his face.

"What's going on here?" Gu Mou couldn't figure it out, a bad premonition surged in his heart, and then he dropped the hilt of his sword, and rushed to the sky under the astonished eyes of everyone!

At the same time, a beam of red light also flew from the depths of Izumo Mountain, surrounding Gu Mou's sword, the blue and red intersected, and finally merged together, above everyone's sight, it became another completely different sword style .

"..." Gu Mou shrank his pupils and looked at it in amazement. He was very familiar with this sword. It was an ancient martial art named Zhuyang, and it was... Tang Jie's sword!