Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

No, no.

Hair scattered across her chest, covering the struggle in Su Xian's eyes.The quilt moved slightly, and Ruyu's hands were clenched tightly without any trace. The immortal who had just crossed over was extremely flustered, and tried his best to keep his voice steady: "No need."

Immortal Su Xian is at least Mu Nanfeng's master, and if Mu Nanfeng wants to see him on weekdays, he has to perform discipleship rituals, so his words are not useless at all.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Lu Jiuli pondered for a moment, and asked him, "Why? You dote on him the most on weekdays."

Naturally, it was because the good apprentice of the original owner was a demon cultivator who wanted to eat people.Doting on an apprentice, is it possible that he still feeds demons with his body?

As if closing your eyes, you can see the corpses of the Xuanyou Sect all over the field.In the midst of extreme anxiety, Suxian suddenly realized - Mu Nanfeng didn't just eat him, why couldn't he tell the truth and ask for help?

Su Xian was full of hope: "He is possessed."

It was said in the book that Mu Nanfeng used a divine tool to cover up the devilish energy, but Lu Jiuli, a high-ranking monk, could always find clues as long as he looked carefully.

He has a way out.

The hair slid to the side of the face, revealing the bright eyes.Su Xian looked eagerly at the person in front of him.

But Lu Jiuli smiled helplessly: "If he is possessed, I would have noticed it when I met him earlier. You mean the conflict has not been resolved yet?"

Suxian was immersed in the ignorance of disillusioned hope, and murmured: "What contradiction?"

Lu Jiuli: "It's not that you went crazy before. You insisted on saying that Mu Nanfeng was insane, and he didn't change his words after finding out his innocence. He was so angry that he hid in the mountain gate for decades, and only came back these few days. He didn't Said that there is still a rift with you, I thought you had already said it."

Su Xian: "..." I want to cry.

The original owner doesn't do anything that has anything to do with normal people.

How could the original owner suddenly go crazy, just to find a good excuse for the inner alchemy who took out Mu Nanfeng.But after passing it on ten times, it turned out that he had delusional disorder, thinking that his apprentice had fallen into a demon.

If this hadn't happened, Lu Jiuli might still have believed him when he told Lu Jiuli that Mu Nanfeng had fallen into a demon, but now...if it was Suxian, he wouldn't believe it either.

Suxian worked up her courage for a long time before she dared to say a word to Lu Jiuli. Now she was in a daze, her fingertips were trembling, and she couldn't cry when she wanted to, let alone persuade the person in front of her.

His whole body froze, no matter how much Lu Jiuli comforted him, he didn't respond, but seemed to be angry without words.

Lu Jiuli looked funny: "I didn't dare to tell you in the past, but I took advantage of the conflict between you and Mu Nanfeng to tell you the truth."

"Huh?" Su Xian responded unconsciously.

"That apprentice of yours was born with a demon body and is very easy to become a demon. The whole Xuanyou Sect knows it, and no one dares to trust him." When Lu Jiuli talked about this, he was still a little bit embarrassed, "In the past, with your protection, no one dared to worry about him." Move him. If you don't stop me today, I'll seal his meridians, saving one or two of them from worrying."

Sealing the meridians is different from sealing the cultivation base, if the cultivation base is sealed, Mu Nanfeng might still be able to use the devil energy.But if the meridians were sealed, he would truly become a mortal.He is also a mortal, and he is also a mortal, and he has more experience in being a mortal than him, so it is impossible to say who will survive who.

It is uncertain who will live and who will die.

The cold-tempered immortal seemed to be touched, his body trembled slightly, and he turned his head slightly, letting his hair hang down to hide his expression.

He seemed to have experienced an extremely difficult struggle, and finally exhaled softly: "Okay."

There is another village in the shade of willows and flowers, and Suxian is so happy that she can't wait to cry bitterly.

When one didn't pay attention, tears slid down the corners of the eyes, dripping on the chin, shining with crystal light, fragile and beautiful.

Su Xian's appearance has always been outstanding, but now that she has lost all her skills, she is even more beautiful.

Lu Jiuli's breath stopped, the fan snapped away, and he turned his head away not daring to look.

It's not that he has any unreasonable thoughts, but he is good at painting and has always loved to describe beauties. If he continues to look at it, he may not be able to leave today.

"I'm leaving first, and I've told your apprentice that I still have to set off to find the demon cultivators who caused chaos in Youzhou." Lu Jiuli sighed with a smile, "Don't cry, next time I come back from Youzhou, I'll bring you Candied haws."

He stretched out his hand to rub the top of his junior brother's hair, but suddenly remembered that Su Xian was still ill, and fearing that he didn't want him to touch it, he took it back without a trace.

But it's really strange that Xiao Suxian suddenly fell ill, so I have to let the elder brother take a look.Lu Jiuli pinched a communication talisman, wrote a few lines, and sent it to Qingjing Peak.

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After Lu Jiuli left, Suxian sat paralyzed for a while, then woke up suddenly, rubbing the corners of her tearful eyes vigorously.

Why cry, what's the use of crying.

Rubbing until the corners of her eyes became hot, Suxian stopped, took a look in the bronze mirror, and sure enough, the corners of her eyes were red and dizzy, as if stained with red ink.Su Xian sighed.

He had this kind of physique in his previous life, it was very easy to leave scars, and it would turn red when it was touched, like a plump peach, if it poked a hole, it would not recover for a few days.

If Suxian Xianzun also had this kind of physique, then Mu Nanfeng hugged him so tightly before...

Su Xian loosened his hand, and the bronze mirror rolled to the ground, submerged in the thick carpet.

With trembling fingertips, Su Xian tore open Su Bai's belt.

The pure white inner garment fell silently, Su Xian bent her knees, knelt and sat in the scattered clothes, stretched out her hand to lift up the bronze mirror on the ground, and took a selfie in the mirror.

The corners of his eyes were red, and anyone could tell at a glance that he had just cried, so it was better not to rub him.Su Xian thought without complaining.

The bronze mirror faces down, reflecting the well-shaped neck and round shoulders.There was a red patch on the shoulder and neck, no matter what Su Xian thought, she couldn't think of when he bumped it.

Only when Mu Nanfeng hugged him, he slept here... Could this body turn red after being pillowed?

This is too much, how did the original owner survive with such a body, green and purple day by day.

The original book describes Suxian Immortal Venerable, whose person is like snow, cold and frosty, with strong sword intent.If it wasn't for having a bad heart, I'm afraid that he would never end up being eaten by others.

This is ridiculous.Has this cold immortal venerable always been so "colourful" under his white clothes?Su Xian's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the original owner.

The belt was wrapped around his hand at some point, Su Xian moved his fingertips lightly, deftly untied it, and continued to look down.

The previous body was not bad, except for a circle of red on the belly.Thin socks were wrapped around the slender calf, Su Xian gently picked it off, and saw a few red marks, it was extremely pitiful.After bumping against the edge of the cold pool a few times, it became like this.

The back should be more serious, but I can't see clearly when I'm sitting on my knees.Suxian could only kneel up straight, raised the bronze mirror, and looked back as hard as she could.

The black silk spread down the shoulders and neck, covering the smooth back, Su Xian had to pull away the hand supporting the bed, and lightly picked it from the back of the neck to lift the black hair.

It hit Mu Nanfeng's knee a few times, and he hugged him forcefully, and his back was really mottled.

He straightened his back high, curved out a smooth arc, tilted his head as hard as he could, mist appeared in his eyes, trying to see the traces on his back clearly, so as not to miss any part when covering up, and embarrass himself when he went out.

He was concentrating on calculating, but he heard a faint voice from outside: "Xianzun, it's time to eat."

Suxian "Xianzun" was startled, agitated, and fell down, messing up the scattered clothes.

Fortunately, the quilt was soft enough, so there were no more conspicuous red marks on his body.

The voice was a bit familiar, it was the disciple that Mu Nanfeng had notified when he came back a few days ago.

The sound of footsteps gradually approaching, as if right next to her ears, Su Xian hurriedly put on her underwear, her socks were crooked, hooked to her ankles, her belt was rubbing against her waist, every time she moved, she felt an itch... all over her body Nothing is right.

While Su Xian was wearing it, she maintained a strict tone: "Don't come in."

Before the disciple had time to speak, another person said: "What's the matter, Master doesn't want to eat?"

The smiling tone in his words was extremely familiar, it was Mu Nanfeng.

"Immortal Venerable won't let me in... Maybe I don't want to eat it," said the disciple.

Su Xian was extremely anxious, afraid that Mu Nanfeng would say "don't give it to him if you don't want to eat it", and let him starve to death in the palace.He put on his clothes in a dizzy state, and his stomach was so anxious that he let out a long grunt.

The clothes on his body were worn wrong somewhere, and he stabbed his body, especially his dantian, as if he sensed Mu Nanfeng's approach, and there was an unbearable heat.The skin there became more and more sensitive, as if it was connected with numb tendons, and under the poking of the clothes, Su Xian could hardly straighten his waist.

Mu Nanfeng who was outside laughed, as if laughing at Suxian's stubborn and childish hunger strike: "If he wants to eat, give it to me, and I'll send it in for him."

no.Su Xian bent over and took a few small breaths.He tugged at the clothes on his lower abdomen to prevent it from touching him.

Mu Nanfeng...Mu Nanfeng can't come in.He left so many marks on himself, if he found out, wouldn't he laugh at himself to death.

Suxian's whole heart was lifted up, almost her silver teeth were about to be crushed, and she said in a serious tone: "Don't give it to him, just send it in."

Seeing that he was willing to eat, the disciple was very happy, and walked in briskly, carrying the food box.Su Xian didn't hear another person's footsteps, nor saw the black figure coming in with the disciple, so she was a little relieved.

Mu Nanfeng's figure gradually faded away, and the itch in the dantian was no longer so unbearable. Suxian came back to her senses, only to realize that she had been played by Mu Nanfeng again.Whether he eats or not has nothing to do with Mu Nanfeng, that person just wants to see him lose his temper.Su Xian silently made a note to Mu Nanfeng in her heart.

Mu Nanfeng was angry in his heart, but he was going to see someone again after all, his body was still tense, if it wasn't for his hands still clasping his underwear that was about to come loose, at first glance he really looked like a self-restraining and cold fairy.

——When the Immortal Venerable saw the disciple's face, he didn't hold back after all.

Because that disciple has no face.

Where his face should have been, there was a talisman covering it tightly.

Suxian's eyes showed surprise unconsciously: "Your... face?"

The disciple arranged the meals one by one, completely ignoring Suxian's disheveled clothes, and said calmly: "When your lord was making Yanyue, he painted my face and covered it up."

Yanyue is his name.

Do...Suxian realized belatedly that this disciple is a kind of puppet magic weapon in the realm of comprehension.

If he is not human, then he is not afraid.Su Xian exhaled lightly, tracing the faceless puppet with her eyes.

According to the book, only those cultivators who have cultivated themselves to the highest level, conceived with sincerity, and carved with their own hands, can make puppets produce spiritual consciousness.He didn't recognize the identity of this puppet before, and Immortal Suxian made such a vivid puppet... Who was he thinking about?

Then why did he paint that face with a sincere heart, which makes people even more curious.It's a pity that the original owner has long since disappeared, so Suxian can only wrap up his clothes, eat obediently, and see what thorns he has after eating, which makes him feel uneasy.

The meal looked like it would make people move their index fingers, and the taste was even more delicious. Su Xian's brows and eyes were curved with joy, secretly covering the collapsed expression of paralysis, and began to eat in small bites.

The spiritual fruit melted in the mouth, and the warm current flowed down the throat, Su Xian couldn't help but let out a happy sigh.Su Xian tilted her head, seeing that the puppet didn't look at him, with a thought, the jade chopsticks were twisted a few times, wrapped around a few delicate spirit vines into a heart shape.

The puppet kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and turned a blind eye to the lack of human temperament of his own immortal.

Su Xian felt something was wrong while eating.

After Mu Nanfeng left, the heat in his dantian dissipated, but after adding some spiritual energy, it became even more intense.

From the lower abdomen, to the calf, to the back, the burn continued until the blush on his shoulder socket from Mu Nanfeng's pillow.

He turned his back, lowered his head, and opened the side collar with his fingertips, revealing the dark red partly, which was many times more beautiful than when he took a selfie in the mirror just now.A light sweet fragrance wafted out from the dark red trace.

Suxian smelled some, and felt that not only her dantian, but her whole body was a little hot, and her strength was slowly drained under the burning of the evil fire.

Xianzun's complexion was reddish, as if he was drunk after eating a few spiritual fruits, and the clarity in his eyes gradually turned into struggle.He stared at the heart-shaped spiritual vine rolled out by him, as if dazzled, seeing the small flowers blooming densely on the originally bare spiritual vine, which attracted people's attention.

Su Xian shook her head impatiently, trying to shake this strange illusion out of her eyes.

But I heard the puppet Yanyue behind me suddenly say: "My lord, someone is visiting Qingjing Peak."

His lord even struggled to catch his breath, so he didn't care who came to visit: "Get out!"

Just getting angry and saying these words, the fire on his body surged up while he was angry, Suxian's arms tremblingly supported the corner of the table, unwilling to fall down.

This body... what is wrong with it!

Why does such an obscene fragrance emanate from Su Xian's body... Su Xian has 1 questions, 1 have unspeakable suffering, and 1 have suffered.

The puppet behind him was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Mu has let someone in."

The table containing the spiritual vegetables shook violently.

Su Xian exhausted all her strength and punched the table hard, in exchange for a burning pain in the center of the punch, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, leaving hot tear stains on her cheeks.

But at this time...he was going to hate Mu Nanfeng to death!