Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

It's a bug!Live bugs!

Well!Zhuang Yan's stomach became even more nauseated. After a stir, he felt something rushing up. He wanted to vomit, but his throat was so tight that he swallowed the stuff that came up!

It's even more disgusting!

Zhuang Yan's eyes are about to burst!OK!Two lowly disciples of the Mo family teased me, and you, a mere servant under the same roof, don't take me seriously!Let me eat bugs!

Uh...he wants to throw up again!

court death!

Zhuang Yan stabbed at him with a sword, but Yuan Tong couldn't dodge in time, his neck was scratched, and half of his veil fell off.

He quickly turned around and covered half of his face with his hands, and shouted loudly: "Young Master, calm down! This insect is medicine!"

"Hu... Ugh!" Zhuang Yan slashed away with his sword again.But he stopped the sword in mid-air.

Yuan Tong was so frightened that he crouched on the ground and kept shouting, "Really, it's really medicine!"

That's right, Zhuang Yan believed it a little bit, he could already say the word "Hu" not very clearly.

He swallowed hard, and seemed to relax a little.

He smiled happily, then kicked the trembling Yuantong angrily, and said two words with great effort: "Fan...tooth..."

"??" Yuan Tong was kicked, lying on the ground covering half of his face, carefully guessing what he was talking about.

Zhuang Yan pointed to the various medicines on his bone shelf.

Oh, got it, change the dressing!

Yuan Tong shook his head: "It can't be changed, only this bug can cure your symptoms."

He didn't say that Zhuang Yan was poisoned, and he didn't want to expose the ghost-faced spider's role.

Zhuang Yan rushed to his side with a sword, threatening!

Yuan Tong was helpless: "Really, there is no other medicine that can cure it. If the young master really can't take it, then, then, just wait for the little ointment to take effect and relieve some discomfort. If you can bear the swelling Ma, after tomorrow morning, it will subside by itself."

After some consideration, Zhuang Yan glared at him, took the sword back and left Xiaowujiao.

Better to be miserable than to eat live worms!

Yuan Tong behind him stood up slowly, half of his face was pale, he hadn't seen the sun for many years, his mask was shown to others, his skin was abnormally white.He patted the dust off his clothes, picked up the small skin bag that had fallen, grabbed the writhing bug with his fingernails, pulled it out, and put it into a porcelain bottle.

The exposed eye has a few fine lines, cloudy and mysterious, looking at Zhuang Yan's disappearing back with a half-smile, the corner of his mouth twitched: "I don't know what to do."

The first day of hunting is over.Luo Zhiyu completed the task of Master Xue, did not compete for the limelight, and only killed a hundred evil spirits.

Shen Wulan was very relieved, this person who even listened to what his own father said, almost obeyed Mo Wenxue's words!

It must be because he admires Master Xue's cultivation and conduct, so he is willing to obey.Or is it because I grew up a little bit and matured a little bit?But no matter what, he is obedient, which is a good thing.

In the evening, Zhuang Chengfei arranged a dinner party.It is no longer in Lingshuang Temple, and has changed to a school for martial arts - Aoxue Terrace.

After hearing the words of the little fairy who came to pass the news, Luo Zhiyu frowned, and asked: "You guys in Feiling Realm are very good at naming. Ling Shuang? Aoxue? Did you bully the wind and the rain?! Hmm ??"

The little fairy smiled unnaturally, and looked at Feng Xue and the two with some embarrassment: "I... I'm new here, I don't know." After saluting, he quickly backed out.

Luo Zhiyu was called by the two palm masters to ask about Mo Wenshuang.Why shut yourself in the room again and set up an enchantment.

The two stood outside the barrier, trying their best to persuade him to come out for a walk, but when they didn't get a response, the little fairy who passed on came.

Luo Zhiyu, who was leaning against the gate, both wanted Mo Wenshuang to come out to see his injuries, but also didn't want him to come out, for fear that the two palm masters would find out that he was injured and entangled, and they would be angry at the name Ling Shuang Aoxue.

Mo Wenfeng touched the barrier and stared at Luo Zhiyu: "I just don't understand why you are not affected by Wenshuang's barrier? Why can't it stop you?"

Luo Zhiyu shook his head.Although he was full of spiritual power before, he didn't know how to use it. He didn't sense the barrier he encountered when he first met Mo Wenshuang.Now that he has a low level of cultivation, he can perceive the aura of the enchantment, but he doesn't know why he is not blocked.

Mo Wenxue, who has always been gentle and loves to laugh, was slightly silent after hearing Luo Zhiyu's words of bullying the wind and the rain.He beckoned, called him to his side, lowered his voice, and asked gently: "Wen Shuang, did you tell me about Wen Yu?"

"Who?" Luo Zhiyu was puzzled.

"Hush!" Mo Wenfeng looked at the closed door with a serious and nervous expression, and pulled the two of them away a little, "You don't know my third brother, how did you say it was raining?"

"Shuangxue and the others just don't care about it anymore. I think they don't care about the wind. The wind corresponds to the rain. Wind, frost, rain and snow!" Luo Zhiyu replied in a low voice, he understood that they really have a The third brother is called Mo Wenyu.But this person has never been seen before!

After four months in Mianwujing, he knew that the fathers of the masters had died in a war when they were very young.So of course he couldn't see it, but he never heard that there is another Master of Rain!Could it be?retreat?Traveling?Give someone else as a stepson?

Mo Wenxue rubbed her head, and said solemnly: "Except for parents, you can't mention it. Wen Shuang doesn't listen to the word Mo Wenyu the most. Don't ask him anything, you know?"

Out of curiosity, Luo Zhiyu immediately asked, "I don't ask him, can I ask you?"

"No!" Mo Wenfeng flicked his sleeves, "Go to the dinner party!"

And fierce me.Luo Zhiyu secretly stuck out his tongue at Mo Wenfeng who turned and left.He was patted on the head by Mo Wenxue.

The dinner was sumptuous, with singing, dancing and laughter.Everyone discussed today's record, or praised each other, or compared each other.Most of them flattered Zhuang Chengfei and Zhuang Yan!

Luo Zhiyu snorted, looking at the faces of the father and son, he hated it!He also didn't have the heart to eat, and Mo Wenshuang was always on his mind.He propped his head up and ate the food bit by bit.

Suddenly he was attracted by Meng Qi's side.He who was eating in silence and not chatting with others suddenly raised his wine glass towards Zhuang Chengfei, nodded with friendliness in his eyes, and drank it down in one gulp.

what's the situation?In the afternoon when hunting evil spirits, Luo Zhiyu listened to other Immortal Sect disciples gossip a lot.This Meng Qi's father went mad 15 years ago, didn't Lao Zhuang kill him himself?For a long time, because of this unbearable past, his vitality has been severely injured in the Changtian Realm, and he has only recently regained his strength.Meng Qi's attitude towards Lao Zhuang is obviously full of hostility and hatred, and there is nothing he can do?Why did he suddenly become a caterer?A toast?

Worried that your Immortal Sect is not strong enough, and you will face retaliation if you don't please?I thought it was a man, but I didn't expect... Heh.Luo Zhiyu followed his gaze and saw Yuan Tong who was also drinking with his head up.

It turned out that it was not to flatter Lao Zhuang.It seems that Meng Qi made friends with this doorman who said a few words for him.Luo Zhiyu felt much more comfortable in his heart, and his impression of Yuan Tong was quite good.After all, in just a few sentences, it can be heard that he is a fair person.

The rascal, he really didn't like this kind of lively occasion, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a voice that he hated very much.

Zhuang Yan walked to the middle of the school grounds with the jug in his hand, and said in a tone of beating that everyone is at my feet, but he couldn't speak clearly: "Everyone, I have something to share with you tonight." After finishing speaking, he was very arrogant and disdainful Looking at Mo's Immortal Sect, his mouth was going to go up in laughter!

Everyone stopped chatting immediately and sat upright to listen.

Depend on!Luo Zhiyu arched Shen Wulan with his arm, and gritted his teeth.

Aren't you most afraid of being ugly?Why not hide?Running here with discomfort just for your own selfish desires?Doesn't the abdominal injury hurt?If you don't take good care of your injuries, what are you running out of?He knew what Zhuang Yan was going to say. With his vanity higher than the sky, he must say that he defeated Mo Wenshuang!

"Alas!" Shen Wulan looked at Zhuang Yan, who was so arrogant that his chin was about to roll over, and shook his head helplessly: "Let him show off the limelight. Mr. Shuang won't care about this false name." He knew about the utterance this afternoon.

"Brother Shen, will he tell the story of being teased in public? I don't want to get you punished."

"fine."

"Master Fengxue, I heard that the aura in your fourth brother Mo Wenshuang's body is not just yours~ He was..."

"Zhuang Shaozun, this year seems to be very interested in our Mo family's old affairs." Mo Wenfeng raised his glass, slightly displeased, and interrupted him, "More than half of the Chongzong masters here are all interested in Wen Shuangling If you know what you know, you don’t need to bring it up deliberately, and let our scars reappear.”

"Yeah, it's the first time that Master Wenshuang can come this year. It's something to be happy about. These years, he has been behind closed doors, and we know the reason. It won't be easy for anyone else. Young Master Don't mention it." Duan Yue also raised his glass.

Mo Wenxue gave him a grateful look.

"Tch, okay, since many people know about it, then I won't say it. That's not the point. The point I want to say is that Mo Wenshuang, a famous patriarch who has never seen the world, was praised to the limit. People can reach it, and praise it to the limitless level of cultivation. In fact, it's just that!" His throat was still tight, and a little bit of saliva would leak out after a few words.Zhuang Yan kept wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

The Xianzong disciples who had seen his embarrassed appearance in the afternoon couldn't help laughing secretly.

He continued: "This afternoon, Mo Wenshuang was very interested in discussing with me."

Everyone was curious and whispered to each other.Zhuang Chengfei drank the wine one by one, watching quietly.

"Fart!" Luo Zhiyu cursed in a low voice!

"Wen Shuang clashed with him? How could it be? His character has always been to avoid people!" Mo Wenfeng looked at Luo Zhiyu sternly.

"I think it was deliberately picked on." Mo Wenxue shook her head.

"It's not that he was blocked and humiliated, but also forced to fight." Luo Zhiyu muttered.

"Conceal and don't report it! You should be punished! Go back to Mianwujing and copy the comprehensive training!" Mo Wenfeng stared!

"Huh? Copy it again..." Luo Zhiyu frowned.

Zhuang Yan's ear-piercing voice came again: "He is very weak. As if he hadn't eaten enough, he held a flower whip limply, waved it twice, and then he lost to me! Tsk tsk tsk, like a woman~" He couldn't help laughing, and glanced at the female sect Yao, "No, I saw that his face was more youthful than Zhangzun Yao's, and Mo Wenshuang, he is even more feminine than a woman! I want to feel sorry for you. !"

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Pre-received article ~ "Others are jealous that I have a dragon" angels who are interested please poke me~

Copywriting

After getting lost, Qin Changluo inadvertently ate an amber-colored unidentified liquid.

Well, it's delicious~

Then, he was stalked by the owner of the unknown liquid!

A warm jade-colored dragon was stabbed while resting, and the blood that flowed out was sucked clean by sticking to the wound.

Well, it's very comfortable~

Then, he wants to be sucked again!

Theater 1

Qin Changluo thought to himself: Why is there always a guy around me recently!Smiling at me?

Long Xinxin: This good-looking son sucked blood for me himself, it is so sweet, I want to chase him!

Passerby A asked Qin: "What kind of fairy sect did you join, your spirit is not bad!"

Qin Changluo: "What spirit thing??"

Dragon Transformation Prototype: "Look at me, look at me!"

Qin Changluo looked at it: "Help!!"

Theater 2

Qin Changluo: "My belly is showing up, let me lean on it."

Long turned over and waited obediently.

Qin Changluo: If you want to drink blood, let me stab you with a sword.

Long was wronged, closed his eyes and waited for the stab.

Qin Changluo snickered and kissed him on the lips.

Surprised, Long turned over and pressed down.

Qin Changluo: A little heavy...

Unreasonable on the surface, soft and cute on the inside, subject to "Qin" v easy to shy and strong to attack "Dragon"

1v1—he Shuangjie

The burden of literature and art cannot be lost...

A sword into the body, you capture my heart, long fall, my heart pleases you.

Drink blood and swear love, this life is only you, Su Qi, do as you please.

Qin Changluo: "If I stabbed you that day and ran away, would you still chase me and stalk me?"

Long "Su Qi": "Maybe if you look at me casually, I won't have the courage to spend the rest of my life alone."