Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Is it true?Looking at Duan Heng's milky but serious face, Luo Zhiyu made a small errand: Why didn't I realize that this kid is so tender before?Even though he is older than me, he looks like my younger brother.

Then he heard Duan Heng say that Zhuang Yan's performance in the Spirit Enlightenment Realm was quite different from that in the Feiling Realm. Although he was still arrogant, he was much more polite, and he would not compare himself too much with others in many things.At first I thought he was pretending on purpose, to show his parents and younger sister, and keep his temper.But after ten or so days of contact, I found that he still seems to be so good...

Luo Zhiyu had a look of disbelief, and slapped him.Said that he had to accept the marriage, and spontaneously looked at Zhuang Yan in a good place.After speaking, he blocked Duan Heng's mouth to defend, rolled his eyes, and was about to tease him a few words, but was suddenly grabbed by his wrist and dragged away.

Slightly cold to the touch, no need to look, it's Mo Wenshuang.He drooped his eyelashes expressionlessly, and quickly swept his gaze over Luo Zhiyu's hand that had just blocked Duan Heng's mouth, flashing a hint of displeasure.

"What's the matter with you?" Luo Zhiyu captured his emotions, "Do you also think that Sister Qing should marry Brother Shen?"

Mo Wenshuang didn't answer, and flew with his steady Yujian.

Luo Zhiyu was a little depressed.Thinking of the last time Mo Wenshuang drank strong wine and confessed his love, he thought that it would be a matter of course for each other, that they would be able to hold hands and kiss each other every day, and live a happy little life ahead of schedule.But he didn't expect that after he sobered up, he had an innocent face, asked three questions, and completely forgot what he said.He was also angry that he was uncomfortable sleeping on the same bed with Luo Zhiyu naked.

The feeling of falling directly from the clouds is really unprepared.Luo Zhiyu really wanted to pour him a pot of strong wine at that time, how could he turn his face and deny it!

What can I do if I don't admit it?He was really reluctant to pour Mo Wenshuang with wine again.After waking up that day, the man had a headache for three days, and the painkillers Luo Bai prescribed were not particularly effective.

Because of getting drunk, Mo Wenshuang got very angry with Luo Zhiyu.In the end, he finally figured out that he was angry because he drank too much and couldn't go to bed on time at Haishi!

sleep?Sleep must be so punctual?Can't go to bed early?Luo Zhiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Mo Wenshuang already recognized her as his wife in his heart, and he was just coaxing and coaxing her.

Later, when the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Luo Zhiyu originally planned to take him to the temple fair.But I didn't expect that person to lock himself into the room two days in advance on August [-]th, without seeing anyone, and shut the door for five days.

He just remembered that he has to retreat for five days in the middle of every month... What kind of rule is this?

Then, Mo Wenshuang's attitude towards her was the same as before, sometimes obedient and sometimes fierce.However, he was a little more domineering than before, grabbing his wrist and dragging him aside if there was nothing to do, and then he looked unhappy, and he suddenly pulled him away without saying why.

Just like before, Duan Heng hadn't spoken a few words before being pulled over by him.

Before leaving for Feiling Realm, Luo Cheng and Wen Yan not only said a few words intentionally or unintentionally, which caught Luo Zhiyu's attention.

Luo Cheng: "There are some deliberate habits. It's not a habit, maybe it's because I have to."

Wen Yan: "There are some things born from the heart, which must be faced instead of sinking. Otherwise, the destruction of the heart is equal to the death of a person."

These two sentences were talking about Mo Wenshuang.But why do you seem to say it to yourself inadvertently?He vaguely felt that the two grandfathers knew something, but they were unwilling to reveal it.

Luo Zhiyu was in a daze, and suddenly felt his wrist loosen.Mo Wenshuang let go of herself, and saluted Duan Yue, who was gradually approaching.He originally wanted to say hello warmly, but when Mo Wenshuang turned his head slightly and gave him a look, he became honest and greeted obediently.

Duan Yue refrained from laughing. He actually didn't care much about these etiquettes. It's good for people to get along with each other happily, and he can let go of his dignity.But it's not good for Bo Mo Wenshuang's face.

He looked Mo Wenshuang up and down and said, "Young Master Shuang, you're getting fat."

Mo Wenshuang was taken aback, Shunji was a little embarrassed, blushed slightly, and nodded.

He thought of Luo Zhiyu hugging his waist a few days ago when no one was around, saying that he felt more comfortable than before, and that he was a little fleshy.

Can you not get fat? Luo Zhiyu wished to feed him five meals a day, and stuffed all kinds of soup, water, snacks and cakes in his mouth. If he didn't eat, he would be haunted to death by him. Every time he saw Mo Wen Shuang's lower abdomen swelled slightly before he gave up.

He also thought about waking up one day and found himself being hugged by Luo Zhiyu, sleeping soundly.At that time, he felt that his whole body was hot in an instant, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact, delicate and smooth, made it difficult to breathe, although he was ashamed, he did not reject it, and even liked it a little.He seemed to smell a faint trace of traditional Chinese medicine emanating from the people around him, and he was a little surprised.

Quietly looking at Luo Zhiyu who was breathing evenly, his breathing became more and more unstable.I can't help but want to kiss his smooth forehead and high nose tip, as well as his sweet lips like lotus petals.

Mo Wenshuang swallowed hard, her actions coincided with her memories.He glanced at Luo Zhiyu who ran to chat with Duan Heng, and frowned slightly.

"Young Master Shuang," he was very concerned about Luo Zhiyu... Duan Yue followed his gaze and looked, "Luo Zhiyu is a rare spiritual body for cultivating immortals."

Mo Wenshuang was interrupted by his words and nodded.

Along the way, when Duan Yue talked with him, he basically considered Mo Wenshuang's habit of not being talkative, and tried his best to make him answer by turning his head and shaking his head.It can be regarded as a very happy conversation, he is very happy alone, and he doesn't feel embarrassed.

From Luo Zhiyu's side there were noisy sounds from time to time, and Mo Wenshuang frequently showed dissatisfaction.Duan Yue thought that he felt that Luo Zhiyu's disturbance would damage the image of Mo's Immortal Sect who always knew the rules and kept the rules.He reminded his sons from the side and told them to restrain themselves a little.

But Mo Wenshuang didn't care if Luo Zhiyu would bring any bad influence on Mo's reputation, he just didn't like Luo Zhiyu getting close to others.He felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.But he didn't know why he did this.His intimacy with Shen Wulan has already made Mo Wenshuang unspeakably stuffy, but he always told himself that she is a good friend who has been with Shen Wulan for many years, so naturally they have a good relationship.But no matter how I tell myself, I can't help myself to pull away Luo Zhiyu and have physical contact with Shen Wulan unabashedly.Even a pat on the shoulder or an inadvertent touch of a hand would make him feel uncomfortable!

He looked at Duan Heng... Duan Heng and the others didn't know each other well, why did Luo Zhiyu smile so happily?Still always patting people's heads and kicking their asses?

Unhappy, that is, all kinds of unhappiness.He bowed to Duan Yue, and speeded up the speed of his sword, out of sight, out of mind, out of ear, out of mind!

In front of you is already in the realm of Feiling, and a large area of ​​iconic green houses comes into view.But Mo Wenshuang didn't want to go to Zhuang's Xianzong right away, so he turned in a different direction and headed towards the back mountain of Xianzong.

After Luo Zhiyu and Duan Heng had had enough of playing around, and found that Mo Wenshuang was gone, the smile on his face disappeared instantly: Where is my wife? ?Lost halfway? ?

"Mo Wenshuang?? Young Master Shuang??" He shouted.

Duan Yue rubbed his ear that was about to burst, "Houshan, Houshan. Your master probably despises you for making a fuss, and despises you for losing your face."

"Rowling? Shame?" Luo Zhiyu asked back.

"That's not it, look at the Mo family's Immortal Sect, from the master, the teacher to the disciples, who is not a stable and dignified person who can't pick up the dust when he walks?" Duan Yue smiled, "I really don't understand, you active Temperament, Mo Wenfeng is used to it? Will you be often punished by him in the desolate land, saying that you are not stable?"

Speaking of this, he thought that he still had fifty sticks to pay for his punishment, so he couldn't help but be smart.

"Hey, Uncle Duan really looks down on me. I enjoy special treatment in Mianwujing! No one can get close to Mo-Wen-Shuang except me~ Master Fengzhang won't punish me~~" He spoke stiffly, and then said to Duan After imitating the serious appearance of Fengzhang Zun and saluting, Yue rushed to the back mountain of Feiling Realm.

After searching for a while, he couldn't find Mo Wenshuang. He was a little impatient and complained why the back mountain of every fairy sect had to be so big!Including the Spiritual Enlightenment Realm, even if it is on the island, the back mountain is quite vast!

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is still hot, coupled with the lush vegetation in the back mountain, the humidity and heat make people very uncomfortable.

He was too lazy to search blindly, and used Zong Wen to contact Mo Wenshuang, but he didn't get a response for a long time.He began to worry, what happened to this man?Then he denied it immediately, he was so good at kung fu, how could something happen?

Just when he was about to lose his patience, the looming white object not far away made Luo Zhiyu's heart skip a beat.

That thing, glaringly obvious in the dappled sunlight, was Mo Wenshuang's weeping blood.

Luo Zhiyu flew over at high speed, picked up the blood, and looked around, but he didn't see Mo Wenshuang. He shouted loudly, and the only response to him was the echo of each sentence, and the rustling leaves blown by the wind.

There are only two situations in which Mo Wenshuang will cry blood, one is practicing martial arts, and the other is when he is angry and wants to beat someone.Of course, there is another situation, that is, encountering danger and needing to fight!

In the end what happened?Was it bored, practicing martial arts, or did he bump into Zhuang's No. [-] who didn't understand etiquette?still?Encountered a monster?

No matter what happened, Mo Wenshuang wouldn't drop the crying blood!Luo Zhiyu panicked, and contacted him again with Zongwen, but still didn't get a response.Suddenly he felt a pain and numbness in his hands. Before he could react, he felt dizzy and weak. At the moment he fell down, he seemed to vaguely see a snow-white worm on the back of his hand, whose body was gradually turning red. It was sucking himself. blood...

When Luo Zhiyu woke up, he found himself in a room that faintly smelled of sandalwood. His vision gradually became clear. He saw four people beside the bed, Mo Wenfeng, Mo Wenxue, Duan Yue and Duan Heng. They all looked a little anxious.

He propped himself up and sat up, suddenly thinking of Mo Wenshuang: "What about others?"

"That's right! What about others?" Mo Wenfeng roared angrily, "I want you to take him out to relax and play, you've lost me!"

Luo Zhiyu clenched his fists tightly, seeing the white moon hanging on the tree outside the window, he was extremely anxious: "I'll go find him!"