Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Luo Zhiyu pulled up his trousers and wrapped Mo Wenshuang in a cloak with his bare arms, then flew back to his bedroom with the beauty Yujian in his arms.

Fortunately, there is no one else around Fang Fei, so he doesn't have to worry about being seen disheveled and talking about his comprehensive training.To be precise, Luo Zhiyu didn't even worry that some disciples dared to come here, saying that he and the Immortal Zongzhang were so disheveled!

It's strange, why did you faint for a while, Mr. Shuang's body is still very hot, and the blush does not diminish?Can you still be shy when you're unconscious?But it's also true, living alone all year round, not even seeing anyone, and suddenly being manipulated, the natural reaction will be greater.He put the man on the bed, covered the quilt, and looked at the furnishings in the room.

Extremely simple, extremely clean and tidy.

One table, one stool, one pot, one cup, one tea pot.There is a long case by the window, and the paper, pen and inkstone are arranged neatly. On the left is an exquisite vase, a few apricot blossoms, and a small lotus flower, emitting a faint fragrance.

Mo Wenshuang has this kind of smell, the sweet fragrance of apricot blossom and lotus flower.Luo Zhiyu always approached him intentionally, smelling it vigorously.If it were someone else who was stained with fragrance, he would definitely laugh at her sissy and imitate a big girl!

The color of the bedroom is all white, with the same cold and indifferent feeling as this person.

This was the first time Luo Zhiyu entered Mo Wenshuang's bedroom.Usually every time they come, they spend most of their time practicing martial arts in the courtyard, or chatting in the small hall next door.He talks alone.

There is a cabinet next to the bed, with a grid on it, and there are many small gadgets, most of which are made of mud, straw, and carved wood. Animals, villains and so on.

"You like this childish stuff?" Luo Zhiyu laughed, "You're five years older than me!"

He picked up one and looked at it, then shook his head and curled his lips: "This rabbit is too ugly, didn't you pinch it yourself? I'll make one for you later! It must be a hundred times better than this one!"

He looked at these gadgets one by one, and in the grid on the left at the top, he saw a small hollowed-out silver box, inlaid with goose-yellow glass for decoration, which was very beautiful.

Take it down and open it, it is an empty box, inside is white jade as the bottom, a warm yellow mold is slightly recessed, it is a small sword mold.

This shape is very familiar!Luo Zhiyu touched his neck.

Forgot to take it off when taking a bath!

He conceived a spirit, and transformed it from the clothes in the bath into his hands.

This is a small red sword that he wore on his body when he was eight years old.Beside the lotus pond, the sword thrown down by the fairy lady on the stone who wanted to commit suicide.He thought it looked good, so he stayed.

The liquid inside is still bright after so many years, and the longer the sword body is worn, the more shiny it is, without any wear and tear.He tried to break the sword once, wondering what was leaking from it.But this little thing doesn't leave marks when cut with a knife, or dross when chopped with an axe, it's very hard!

Later, his two grandfathers saw it and strongly opposed him keeping it, but they didn't say why.Luo Zhiyu felt that he was not afraid of knives and axes, so he must be a treasure, so he threw it away reluctantly, secretly hanging it around his neck and wearing it close to his body.

This little sword is warm in winter and cool in summer, very magical.

He put the sword in the box, and it fit perfectly.

The expression on Luo Zhiyu's face froze, and he slowly turned to look at Mo Wenshuang, his face was still a little red.

"You...are...Miss Fairy?"

He took out the sword, held it tightly in his hand, and looked at the lotus bone beside him.The words he said ten years ago in a hurry sounded in his ears: "Hey, you give me a small sword, and I will give you a lotus flower! Let's treat it as a token of love exchanged between each other!"

Pfft, it's hard to imagine how Young Master Shuang felt when he heard this!Eight-year-old Luo Zhiyu only knew that men and women could marry and become husband and wife. At that time, he didn't know that the two grandfathers were husband and wife.One boy said to another boy to exchange tokens, no wonder he ran so fast!

Luo Zhiyu suppressed a smile, she really has a fate with you!

"...The pond of lotus in your yard is not planted from the one that I casually broke off and threw to you back then?" Don't tell me you like flowers?Watching the apricot forest and the lotus pond, it is elegant.

"Thinking about it now, anyway, I took advantage of you. I also exchanged the promise back then, and I said the words. Now I really want to marry you home."

He blushed and sneered, and put the box back.

Suddenly he stopped laughing, and patted himself on the head: "I'd better pack up my own bed and run away first...Don't talk about getting married, molesting the boss will make my death ugly..."

"Father...mother...brother Ayu..." Mo Wenshuang's eyes were wet, her brows were tightly knit, and her voice was desolate and weak.

He has something hidden in his heart, and it's not hard to see.This faint call gave Luo Zhiyu a clue about what was going on in his mind. Before, he heard this and that, it seemed that it was about his father.But now it seems that more than that.Luo Zhiyu looked at him distressedly, and wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, only to realize that he was not wearing any clothes, only pants.

He turned back to the bath.

Opening the bedroom door, she saw Shen Wulan coming in from the courtyard, holding a food box in her hand, but it had fallen to the ground now.

"Wow! Braised pork, heavy and heavy! How could you throw it on the ground!" Luo Zhiyu ran out a few steps with a distressed expression on his face.

"You, you, you! You and Mr. Shuang!" Shen Wulan opened her eyes wide and found it difficult to form words, "You are so courageous, too, too fat! When did you two hook up?"

"Hook up?" Luo Zhiyu put a plate of meat on the stone table in the yard, squeezed a piece of meat into his mouth, and said vaguely, "You can try it."

Shen Wulan patted his head with one hand: "Where is Mr. Shuang?"

"Ah, it hurts! Mr. Shuang fainted."

"Are you so barbaric?" Shen Wulan's frightened eyes made him dizzy for the first time?

"I think I'm quite gentle..." Luo Zhiyu chewed the meat and recalled the warmth of the bath just now, his cheeks were flushed.

"You boy! You are so nonsense! Are you afraid that Master Fengxue will tear you apart!?" Shen Wulan was serious and worried.He cursed at him, but took off his coat and put it on for him.

"Why not. But at that time, I couldn't control my body's reactions. Really, I couldn't control my mind at that time. Seeing him..." Luo Zhiyu thought of Mo Wenshuang's beautiful face, how shy and bewildered he was. It has a slightly slender but very attractive body.The corners of the mouth couldn't help but twitched, "Most people probably can't bear it... I finally understand why some people want to rape when they see a beauty."

Shen Wulan's mouth was half open, she held her forehead, and sighed: "Is it too late to sever ties with you now? You bastard!"

"I just touched his place, why is it a beast?" Luo Zhiyu replied.

"Touch? Where? Face? Chest? Leg? Or butt?" Shen Wulan heaved a long sigh of relief after hearing his words, and rolled her eyes, "Could you please clarify your words earlier, okay! I I thought you beat Young Master Shuang!"

"I'd be happy if there was a chance!" Luo Zhiyu blushed, "I touched the thing we both had." His eyes drifted to Shen Wulan's mysterious place.

"..." Shen Wulan lowered her body, pushed his face away, silently raised her thumb up helplessly and speechlessly, "Your boy has grown up..."

Luo Zhiyu smirked, he almost ate up the overalls and the plate of meat.

"Oh yes!!" He suddenly yelled.

Shen Wulan was thinking about how to comfort Master Shuang when he woke up, or how to ask him not to care about Luo Zhiyu.This voice made him jump up on the spot in fright.

Mo Wenshuang in the room was also awakened by him.

"Why are you yelling suddenly! You scared me to death!" He heard Shen Wulan complain.

In the bedroom, Mo Wenshuang felt cold all over. This coldness was emitted from the bones, but there was no feeling on the skin.He felt that his head was heavy, his body was weak and sore, and his throat was extremely dry and painful.

"Let me tell you, great news, Mr. Shuang is not dumb! He is not sick! Great! I am so happy! I want to drink to celebrate!" Luo Zhiyu's words were vaguely heard Frost filled his ears, he tried to sit up, the quilt slipped off his body.

When he saw that he was naked, his already red face turned even redder.Thinking about being in the bath just now...it's a shame.

"Not dumb? How do you know?"

Luo Zhiyu scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "When I touched his place, he stopped me by talking."

Mo Wenshuang really wanted to find a crack to get in, but he actually told Shen Wulan about this kind of thing!Can't you just make a fuss and bring it over?

When I was excited, the bones all over my body felt sore and numb as if they were broken, my headache was about to crack, and the ice cold ran through my body.Wrapped in the quilt, he closed his eyes and propped himself up for a while, unable to hear what the two said clearly.He felt a little nauseous and his tinnitus continued.

Feeling a little stronger, he slowly moved out of bed to get some clothes, but just as he stood up, he fell to the ground with a thud and threw himself on the table.A bang and ding dong caught the attention of Luo Zhiyu and the others.

"Wake up!" After hearing the two voices in unison, the door was pushed open.

Mo Wenshuang grabbed the quilt and covered her body, leaning against the bed in panic like a trapped rabbit.He had difficulty breathing, and his vision was blurry.

I am in such an embarrassing posture, and my naked body is seen at a glance. This experience, I am afraid that this will happen in this life!He was anxious and ashamed, and wanted to cover his whole body with the quilt, but his body was so soft that he couldn't grasp the corners of the quilt with trembling hands.

Seeing Shen Wulan's panicked and helpless posture, I felt pity for him.Mo Wenshuang put her head sideways and buried her face vigorously, Shengxue's naked skin...it's really insane to watch.

Is this still the cold and indifferent Mr. Shuang who is noble and immortal?Now he looks ashamed like a hibiscus in the water, which is so beautiful.No wonder Luo Zhiyu has no concentration!Shen Wulan suddenly didn't want to blame him anymore.

"Mr. Shuang, why are you still so red?" Luo Zhiyu approached, half-knelt beside him, covered his exposed shoulders and ankles, and asked, "You came down to find clothes? Where are you? Get it for you."

When his fingers touched his skin, he felt that his body was very hot.Luo Zhiyu stretched his hands into the quilt and pressed them against his waist.

"You..." Mo Wenshuang felt a little confused, and even moved Luo Zhiyu in front of Shen Wulan. She was ashamed and angry, but she couldn't use any strength in her body to avoid it.

"Luo Zhiyu, are you finished? If I were Young Master Shuang, I'll chop off your hands!" Shen Wulan didn't expect him to be so unabashed, so bold, no matter how beautiful the beauty in front of you is, you still have to see the occasion. !

"He's got a fever! It's hot!" Luo Zhiyu looked gloomy, and hugged Mo Wenshuang tightly wrapped in the quilt onto the bed, complaining to himself, "As a doctor, I have been ignoring whether your body is red or not. When things go wrong, it's all because of the mess in my head!"

"Fever?" It turned out that this kid was not taking advantage, Shen Wulan hurried over, pulled out Mo Wenshuang's hand, and asked for his pulse.

Mo Wenshuang sat up with all her strength, put her hands behind her, and slowly shook her head.

"You're very hot, very hot!" Luo Zhiyu was serious, and covered him tightly again with distressed heart, "Such a fever is so fast, maybe I was blown by the wind when I carried you back! It's all my fault!"

He leaned over and pulled his arm, trying to force his pulse, but heard Wen Shuang say in a low voice: "You go..."

Luo Zhiyu's movements froze, and these words were like a small knife, cutting a cut on his body in a moderate manner.He sighed, "I know I'm an asshole, and I know you're angry. If I apologize, you don't want to accept it. But we'll talk about it later. If you want to beat me and scold me and drive me out of Xianzong, I will admit it." , no complaints. Now you must treat the disease and cooperate with me. I can’t prescribe the prescription accurately without taking the pulse. I want to know the cause of your fever. Maybe it wasn’t the wind blowing just now, or it might be the one on your shoulder. The wound is infected, and it may be out of breath. Anyway, be obedient, okay?"

Mo Wenshuang shook her head without hesitation, pointed at the door and lowered her eyes, which gradually became cold again.

Luo Zhiyu saw what he was familiar with.Rejecting the gaze from thousands of miles away, he felt a little blocked in his heart, and he slowly backed away, the disappointment that could not be hidden in his eyes.It is definitely a great thing for people to be angry and send him away. It shows that Mo Wenshuang doesn't want to argue with him or punish him.But why, I always feel that the phrase "you go..." is particularly hurtful?

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