Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

Su Xian stared blankly at the figure in the water.

The black shadow was dyed the color of fog, trembling slightly with the ripples.The cold mist wrapped the killing intent, like an invisible hand, from behind to in front of the body, tightly holding Su Xian's body.

Su Xian took quick and light breaths, trying to dispel the oppressive feeling in her heart.

In the dream just now, the man in black enjoyed penetrating his lower abdomen, and cut him off mercifully.

But now, he was standing beside him, smiling coldly, dressed in awe, with a slender figure covered in a black shirt, like a living Yama.

However, Su Xian knew that the living Yan Luo was also his disguise. Under this black clothes, there was a cannibalistic monster hidden.

Su Xian: "..."

Get out!Running in such a hurry, are you afraid that he will be eaten by others if he is late?

She was cursing in her heart, but Suxian's fingertips couldn't stop shaking.

His calf trembled and hurt, numbness and tingling alternately struck him, he moved his calf impatiently, his center of gravity was tilted, and he almost couldn't sit still.

The person beside him exhaled warmly and evenly, and was extremely comfortable, as if tasting how he defeated himself.

A bad cat was playing with his prey, slowly driving him to a corner, and when he had enough, he would bite his prey with fangs and bruises all over his body.

Su Xian slowly closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear it.

The words were inconsistent with the toughness: "You are too close."

After hearing this, the people behind him, instead of moving away, moved closer, as if wanting him to submit to reality.

The slender body fell down, a warm arm was wrapped around his waist, and his fingertips lightly touched his dantian.The wide sleeves are pure black, swaying slightly with the movement of the master, overlapping with the plain and wet white clothes.

The string called reason in Su Xian's mind suddenly broke.

A cold light suddenly flashed in his empty hand.

A long sword with a strong momentum, in Su Xian's hands like an arm, sticks to his elbow and stabs back.He clearly couldn't see it, but he aimed at the center of Mu Nanfeng's eyebrows accurately, and was about to stab him fiercely.

But it was fixed on both sides in front of Mu Nanfeng's eyebrows, trembling violently, making a faint sword cry, unable to move forward.

Mu Nanfeng took the sword with one hand, and unscrupulously explored outside Su Xian's dantian with his fingertips.

Su Xian had soaked in the cold pool before, but before she could scrub it off, the water droplets from her black hair clinged to her neck and merged into a small strand, accumulating in the hollow of her shoulders.At this moment, following his rebellious behavior, the strands of hair gently rubbed against his body, bringing out the water drops from his shoulder sockets, and slid them into the secret place in the collar along his fair skin.

Mu Nanfeng's eyes darkened, and he was instantly separated from the crystal clear water.

It was obvious that he couldn't stick to Su Xian's body directly, but the clothes under his hands were as sensitive as the skin, vibrating non-stop with his kneading and pressing.Mu Nanfeng's hands were wet, and he thought in a trance that he had received a warm stream of water from his shoulder socket.

Suxian's sword hand was extremely steady, but after Mu Nanfeng grabbed the blade, it trembled uncontrollably.

The tension intensified the sensitivity of the senses, and the slight itching in the lower abdomen was infinitely magnified until he couldn't bear it.

Touch the position of the inner alchemy first, and then dig it out with your own hands in the next second?

What next?Wait until he is dead, then eat his body?

Su Xian held the sword and half knelt on the ground, unable to use any strength, only her wrist could shake slightly.

His meridians are like a dry stream, but they can still use some spiritual power if squeezed. If they can be gathered at one point, maybe they can take advantage of Mu Nanfeng's unpreparedness, flick his wrist away, and then stab him with a sword... Suxian invoked the spiritual energy without a teacher, eagerly and carefully seeking a way out for herself.

Soon, as long as you can gather all your spiritual power on your wrist...

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, echoing the master's fighting spirit.

"Master." The man in black who had been silent all this time finally spoke, his voice was low, his tone was gentle and helpless, "Do you need a disciple to teach you how to hurt people invisible?"

Su Xian was speechless to respond.

His dantian seemed to be on fire, and his spiritual power was the best fuel, and his body became a scene of fire in an instant.

Without the support of spiritual power, the long sword shattered into pieces of spiritual light and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Su Xian lost her mind in pain and almost cried out.

Big tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, the corners of the eyes that were already pink from the heat were extremely red, and the eyelashes that were swept lightly were fragile and seductive.The slender neck lay in front of Mu Nanfeng, and the trembling Adam's apple made one want to bite, to help him suck away the screams of pain.

Mu Nanfeng gently wiped the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, his eyes faltered for a moment, then quickly became firm again.

He was obsessed with this person's harmless appearance before, so he struggled under the cliff for a hundred days.In the first few days after falling off the cliff, Mu Nanfeng was still able to lie to himself. His master had raised him for so many years, so this life was just for him.

It's just that the wound festered again and again, and the rotten flesh was scraped off again and again. After suffering for a hundred days and forming a demon body... Mu Nanfeng could no longer lie to himself.

He didn't want this seemingly weak but black-hearted Suxian Xianzun to experience the pain he had before, but he couldn't spare him either.He was deeply obsessed with the hundred-day painful obsession. If he had a soft heart and spared this person, his demons would turn back and kill him on the spot.

Besides... his inner alchemy is still with this person.

The skin under the fingertips was tight, and inside was his inner alchemy.

His inner alchemy was born from a natural demon body, which seemed to be able to help him cultivate, but it caused him to almost go mad several times, and made the master covet him.

If I could, I wish it never existed.

It's just that you have to rely on it for future cultivation, so you can't ignore it.

Mu Nanfeng returned to Xuanyou Sect today with two intentions.

One is to find out how his inner alchemy is doing now.On the day of breaking up with him, Immortal Suxian absorbed his inner alchemy into his body, and also suffered serious injuries.The inner alchemy is so precious, if there is not enough spiritual power to nourish it, it may dry up and crack, so it needs to be nourished with the treasures of heaven and earth.

The second is to frighten his good master.He still has a demon in his heart, and he won't be able to kill this person for a while, but if he is afraid, he will not suffer.

Master's reaction was not what he expected, but a little more violent.

It's just that Neidan is more active than before after being away from his body for so long.With a gentle pull, Suxian was in such pain, and Neidan's energy was somewhat beyond Mu Nanfeng's expectation.

It's right to think about it, this person intends to use his own inner alchemy to nourish his body, and he is afraid that he has already made enough preparations to cultivate it.In the past, this man had an extremely precious medicine garden, and no one was allowed to enter it, because the herbs planted in it were probably the herbs that nourished the inner alchemy.

You can get paid.

He didn't intend to torture this good master, so he withdrew the devilish energy that affected the inner alchemy.

"If you didn't swallow my inner alchemy, why would you suffer so much?" Mu Nanfeng sighed without emotion, and pulled Su Xian into his arms, "Master, please don't call. There are people outside. "

In his arms, the raging fire stopped without a trace.

A man-eating monster, yet so warm in his embrace.

Su Xian lay crooked in Mu Nanfeng's arms, her body trembled unconsciously, her thoughts sluggishly turned, and she followed Mu Nanfeng's voice to look sideways at a slow pace.

Layers upon layers of screens reveal the hesitant figures of the messenger disciples outside.

He seemed worried about Su Xian, finally made up his mind, stretched out his hand and gently opened the screen——

Suxian flicked his body suddenly, and Mu Nanfeng took some effort to suppress him.

It was clearly just being seen by another person, but Su Xian's reaction was as intense as when Mu Nanfeng held down his dantian just now.

"Don't come in." His voice trembled, almost begging.

Su Xian stared at the figure outside, her eyes were moist, and she looked extremely pitiful as she suppressed her fear.

The innocent disciple didn't find anything. Seeing that he was fine, he cupped his hands and confessed to Suxian: "The disciple was worried for a while and offended the immortal. Please forgive me."

Don't forgive me.

Su Xian is about to cry, what's wrong with this silly disciple outside, it's all the grievances between the original owner and the male lead.

He is afraid that he will die today, so if he can save one, he should save one first.

Taking advantage of Mu Nanfeng not wanting to kill this disciple, Su Xian exerted his last bit of strength and said in a hoarse voice, "You go."

After finishing speaking, he stared helplessly at the heavy screen, extremely worried. If the disciple heard something strange, he insisted on coming in to investigate... He didn't think that Mu Nanfeng, who came back trespassing, would spare an ordinary disciple.

Fortunately, the disciple listened to him very much and quit neatly.

Su Xian breathed a sigh of relief, wishing she could leave with that disciple.The figure outside obediently drifted away, and disappeared under the shadow of the screen after a few steps.

It's just a few breaths of time, but it's as long as 100 years.

After all, he didn't have much left to live.

At least he died lying in a warm embrace, much better than hanging miserably in his dream.

Su Xian lowered her eyes to calm down, and waited for a while, but Mu Nanfeng did not see any intention of killing him.

He secretly raised his eyes for a look, and happened to meet Mu Nanfeng's gaze, and closed his eyes suddenly in fright.

A man's chuckle sounded in his ear.

Su Xian: "..."

Again!

How much Mu Nanfeng likes to see himself nervous!

It's so bad, how can this kind of person become the hero!

Su Xian was so angry that her fear subsided.Mu Nanfeng didn't move, Su Xian's calf moved out cautiously, trying to get out of his arms.

Anyway, it's the end of life, and it's a little bit to be able to live comfortably.

Ruyu's toes seemed to have no support, and slipped from Mu Nanfeng's arms, this was a little bit of Suxian's carefulness.

Mu Nanfeng kept watching him, but he couldn't find it, but he didn't interrupt him by accident.

Until the body of the person in his arms sank, he almost fell into the cold pool.

Su Xian was also slightly startled.

He wanted to stay away from Mu Nanfeng, but he definitely didn't want to drown himself.He is not so arrogant, he would rather drown than die in the hands of his enemies.

What's more, any enmity between him and Mu Nanfeng was the fault of the original owner.

He grabbed into the void, his fingertips trembling as he tried to grab something.

The slender wrist fell into the other hand, Mu Nanfeng held his wrist, and pressed the person into his arms.

Just as Su Xian used his spiritual power, he was burned by Mu Nanfeng again. Now that he still has no strength, he followed Mu Nanfeng's strength and fell into his arms, with his head resting on his firm legs, and the clothes on the hem of his clothes The smell of wind and dust firmly covers the prime string.He was like a confused little bird that fell headlong into the endless wind and sand.

Lose, lose face.

So embarrassing.

When the original owner in the novel died, he was more dignified than him.

He was resting on Mu Nanfeng's thigh, the corners of his eyes were red, and he wished he could find a hole to bury himself.Supporting his body with weak arms, he struggled to leave Mu Nanfeng's thigh.

"Master." Mu Nanfeng noticed his difficulty, and maliciously supported his waist, and tightened his grip.

Suxian's body shook, and she fell on Mu Nanfeng, and hurriedly tore off his sleeves, but a gentle voice came from her ear.

Mu Nanfeng bit each word, intimately like whispers between lovers: "When do you want to die?"