Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

For the last request, Su Xian asked Mu Nanfeng to wear a power fence.

The fence of the white sand, the black clothes.Mu Nanfeng calmed down, and Suxian actually felt that he was somewhat similar to the original owner's puppet, Yanyue.He didn't think much, let Mu Nanfeng help him, and searched in the main hall of Qingjing Peak.

There are restrictions everywhere in the huge main hall.When Su Xian touched it, she was not hurt, but bounced back softly.

This entire palace is not for guarding against outsiders, but for protecting him alone.How could the usual Suxian Immortal Venerable not know how to protect himself? When he could use these restrictions, only... his slender fingers clenched gently, and Suxian became a little nervous.It wasn't because Mu Nanfeng wanted to kill him, but because of his physique that he didn't know when it would happen again.

Mu Nanfeng picked a good day and looked forward to killing him.The fragrance on his body is also looking at the sun.Su Xian didn't know when her physique would break out, and she had been nervous since the early morning.Once it really happened, the fence on Mu Nanfeng's head would be his last fig leaf.

But Mu Nanfeng came to expose his secret, and Su Xian explained the reason for him to wear the fence, and he would only want to tear it off and expose Su Xian's secret.

Su Xian was looking around, Mu Nanfeng lightly tugged on the fence, his whole body tensed up, and he looked over nervously.

"Don't..." The immortal in white seemed overwhelmed, begging his apprentice with a trembling voice.

He grabbed Mu Nanfeng's sleeve, his fingertips were trembling, and he tapped Mu Nanfeng's wrist vaguely: "You've seen it before, it's nothing to look at, I was ugly when I got sick, don't look at it .”

The black-clothed demon cultivator who was trying to tease his master suddenly stopped laughing.

Already seen it, who has seen it?It's not him, it's the demon.

He had hugged Shizun who had died from his illness, of course he knew that Shizun was not ugly at that time, but was so beautiful that people would fall for him.He will only be more beautiful when he is sick.And this beauty...was all plundered by the heart demon that night?Mu Nanfeng's energy-raising skills have always been good, but now he is very annoyed.

Shameless lunatics, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, must be destroyed.Mu Nanfeng's face was condensed, and he scolded his deepest desire in his heart.

To destroy the inner demon, one must first take back the inner alchemy.

Mu Nanfeng's eyes were deep, and he scanned Su Xian's body, and then fixed on Su Xian's lower abdomen.A chill ran through Su Xian's body, and he was about to escape, but the person in front of him grabbed his wrist.

With only a little force, Hao's wrist was stained with a circle of powder.With Master's physique, it won't go away for two or three days.When it disappears, engrave it again.Mu Nanfeng childishly marked his master, and the anger in his heart subsided a little.

His eyes wandered over the slender body, lingering and examining it.Su Xian's clothes are loose and loose, and when she straightens her chest, she can vaguely see her white and tender chest and alluring waist.I really want to press it up and rub it there, leaving bright red marks.

Su Xian: "..." It's red again!It took him so long to heal the scars!

unacceptable!

He pinched Mu Nanfeng's wrist in resentment, causing his hand to ache, glared at Mu Nanfeng, and left angrily.After walking a few steps, the people behind him laughed lowly, and Su Xian realized what childish thing she had done, and her steps became faster.

·

Su Xian smelled a scent, which disappeared in a flash, like his illusion.

His whole body was stiff and his face was pale, he didn't dare to look at Mu Nanfeng.

"Master tired?" Mu Nanfeng asked from behind.

Suxian sniffed vigorously, and smelled a faint fragrance again, and the place where Mu Nanfeng pressed, quietly felt hot.Su Xian could think of how bright its color was, so she squeezed her sleeves tightly and hid it.

He shook his head: "Not tired, let's go."

He vaguely felt that there were scriptures to solve the inner alchemy problem in the main hall...but he hadn't found it yet.

"En." Mu Nanfeng responded softly, looking at Su Xian's swaying back through the fence, his eyes gradually darkened.

Su Xian didn't know anything, and walked around the main hall according to her feeling.The original owner's obsessive-compulsive disorder was as strong as his, and he tried his best to block the sight of everyone. The huge main hall was like a maze.Su Xian stumbled behind a screen by mistake and pushed open a secret room.

When she raised her hand, Su Xian's body was not controlled by her will, and she suddenly curled up.Countless tiny fireworks exploded in his body, preventing him from moving forward.The weaker he was, the more serious the illness became. From the red marks on his wrists, it seemed that what oozed out was not fragrance, but his sweat, his blood.If this goes on like this, he will soon have no strength to move.

It's too dangerous, don't go in... Suxian ignored the pain in her body and pushed the door open.

Dust was everywhere, and Su Xian coughed a few times.Mu Nanfeng hugged him and lit a spiritual candle.

The secret room was extremely small, with only a row of bookshelves, it was too crowded for two people to squeeze in.Suxian's eyes lit up, and she staggered over, pinching a roll of jade slips with trembling fingers.

Mu Nanfeng was obsessed with spiritual candles, and always felt that this secret room was abnormal.Through the fence, he saw a wooden box in the corner and easily opened it.

He only glanced at it, then quickly closed the box, his heart beating abnormally fast.This is what he gave to Master before... I thought he should have thrown it away long ago, but he hid it so preciously.

He had the intention of making fun of it, but the master wanted to give him back the alchemy, fearing that he didn't want to talk about these affairs with him.Mu Nanfeng smiled lightly enough, corrected his attitude, and was about to help Suxian, but he saw the mottled wall of the secret room.

Blood, mixed with scratches, was messy and shocking.It's like... There was once a prisoner who was tortured madly, imprisoned here in despair, and suffered so much that he carved his deep hatred on the wall.

who is that prisoner...

There was a dull sound behind him, followed by a piercing sound of fingernails scratching the bookshelf.Mu Nanfeng turned his head in response.

...is Master.

After approaching the bookshelf, the fear in Suxian's bones intensified, and the bones ached on their own, draining away his remaining vitality.He stood first, then squatted, and finally couldn't squat anymore, so he clasped the bookshelf tightly, refusing to pass out on the ground.

The nimble waist bent out of an overwhelmed arc.The sleeves fell down, Bai Shengsheng's arms trembled, his slender bones were not under the control of his master, like a fully drawn bow, as if it would break in an instant.

Immortal Venerable knelt on the ground, his shoulders kept heaving, and cold sweat soaked his forehead.The bookshelf is sharp, and the soft fingertips grasp it, and the dark red blood seeps out, drips down, and the stained bookshelf is deep black, and the densely packed jade slips are all red at the bottom.

The fragrance was instantly intense, and Mu Nanfeng could smell it even through the fence.Su Xian looked at him with a blurred vision, and read what happened from the man's approaching movements.

"Master, I finally know why you don't see me these two days every month." The fragrance was so unusual, he just inhaled a little bit, and thought...

So he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the master couldn't move at this time, press on him, and fuck his daughter until he couldn't cry.

He still resisted to move, but the demonic energy in his body couldn't bear it anymore, clamoring, forming invisible big hands, trying to hold Suxian's body and play with it.

Suxian shook her head feebly, pinching the jade slip, her breathing trembling: "Don't come here..."

He finally discovered that his illness was not just about smelling.He was dying of pain, but desperately longed for the embrace of others.He was terrified, if Mu Nanfeng took another step forward, he might crawl over regardless, begging him to hug him.

He bit the tip of his tongue and scratched his fingers, but to no avail, the impulse in his body became more and more unbearable.He was finally unable to hold the jade slip, and the light green jade slip fell and fell into a pool of blood, suddenly emitting a strong light.

At the same time, the big hand made of devilish energy grabbed it hard, but only caught the falling jade slip.The radiance exploded, absorbed the devilish energy and the jade slip, and enveloped the owner with the devilish energy.

After the rays of light faded away, Moxiu in black and Immortal Venerable in white disappeared in place.

Only one spiritual candle fell straight, hit the ground, and rolled away, illuminating the horrible scratches on the wall.

·

Youzhou.

Lu Jiuli stayed in this place where no birds lay eggs for more than ten days, and there was no sign of Moxiu.I really miss Xuanyouzong in my heart. If he is not around for a day, those cubs will cause him big trouble. In order to go back and teach them a lesson, I plan to go back to Xuanyouzong, rushing at night, and set off at dusk.

Each of them had a sword and a sword, and they walked lightly.Lu Jiuli finished the last sip of tea by himself, put the teacup on the table, and prepared to return to Xuanyou with his sword.

Just as soon as he went out, he felt a wave of spiritual power outside the courtyard.When he went out to look, he only saw a man in black standing there blankly, twirling a jade slip with his fingertips, with a confused look on his face.His sleeve was stained with blood, filled with the smell and aroma of blood.

"Mu Nanfeng?" Lu Jiuli didn't have such a good attitude towards this nephew who was born with a demon body. He frowned and asked, "Why did you go back to Youzhou?"

Mu Nanfeng had just read the content of the jade slip, and his thoughts were complicated, and he suddenly woke up under Lu Jiuli's scolding.He frowned slightly: "Uncle Master, did you see Master?"

After he teleported over, he was separated from Su Xian.

"You asked me about element string!" When Lu Jiuli heard that Su Xian was ill, his complexion turned livid, he closed the folding fan with a snap, and pointed at Mu Nanfeng and asked, "What's going on with you guys!"

The agreement between him and the master cannot be said.Mu Nanfeng shook his head slightly: "The disciple and the master mistakenly touched the teleportation array and were teleported here. I also ask the master to put aside his prejudices and look for the master with the disciple... After that, the disciple will be dealt with by the master."

There was a clap of thunder, and the second half of Mu Nanfeng's sentence was lost in the thunder.

He looked up at the sky, his face changed, and he was about to go in the direction where the thunderclouds condensed.

That's not an ordinary thunder cloud, but a catastrophe... It's a catastrophe that Master offended the Dao of Heaven.Mu Nanfeng held the jade slip tightly. This was recorded by Master himself in the jade slip.

"Stop!" Lu Jiuli shouted angrily.

The devilish energy in Mu Nanfeng's body surged, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and explained to Lu Jiuli: "That day's calamity is related to the master, the disciple is going to find the master."

He was angry, and Lu Jiuli was even more angry. He gritted his teeth and asked Mu Nanfeng, "Where is the spirit nail I put on you?"

Mu Nanfeng who completely forgot about this: "..."

He couldn't answer.How did he know where the heart demon had thrown the spirit nail?

The two confronted each other from a distance, and Mu Nanfeng had long been accustomed to the coercion of Suxian Immortal Venerable, and facing the enraged Lu Jiuli, his aura was not at all inferior.

"Suxian Wangri has never seen anyone, and he hasn't been out of Xuanyou for decades. Who knows what method you used to abduct him out of Xuanyou sect while he was ill." Lu Jiuli looked gloomy, pointing What held Mu Nanfeng no longer was his folding fan, but a sharp long sword, "This matter is related to the Spirit Sealing Nail, if you can't give a reasonable explanation today, don't even think about leaving alive!"

Mu Nanfeng hated him for being pedantic, and was furious: "Are you going to press me now? Master is ill, how severe his illness is, you don't know that disciples know! If the current Master is met by someone, something irreversible has happened ...Tomorrow I want the whole of Youzhou to be buried with me!"

He hasn't smelled the fragrance of the master yet, it's a blessing that the master is not near him, not in this city.But if he falls into the crowd... He is so fragile, so alluring, and he is still wounded, he can't even hold a sword, he is afraid that before tomorrow, he will be bullied and humiliated to pieces.