Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

Didn't sleep well at night either.Su Xian kept thinking over and over, why did Mu Nanfeng do that...

It clearly seemed that he was the one under control, but in that posture, the sense of surrender was too strong.Is Mu Nanfeng "surrendering" to him?

But he is the meat on the chopping board, how could the knife for chopping meat surrender to him.

In the cloud car, Su Xian dozed off little by little, and was gently supported when he almost fell.

He looked up at Mu Nanfeng in a daze, and Mu Nanfeng was also looking at him.That look reassured Su Xian.

"Master, sleep again. Disciple Dabi later, you have to go up and give pointers." A trace of distress flashed in Mu Nanfeng's eyes, and he put two fingers on Su Xian and rubbed the side of his head. Su Xian was very comfortable being served , Leaning on him in a daze.

"How to point..." He muttered.He himself is still a half pot, and he still points out others, so shameful.

Seeing that he didn't want to sleep, Mu Nanfeng straightened him up a bit, and asked someone to lean in front of him to massage him to relieve his fatigue: "Most of them are foundation-building disciples. If Master goes up and stands up, they won't be able to hold on. Some Several Jindan stages, the cultivation methods are all here."

Suxian leaned in his arms, knowing Dabi's disciples one by one.Compared with the original Suxian Xianzun, the cultivation bases of these disciples are negligibly small.Su Xian could see the flaw at a glance, and gradually fell into sleepiness again, thinking wildly.

He said softly: "There are quite a few people around your age..."

"Well, disciples of reasoning should go too." Mu Nanfeng smiled.The laughter was gentle, and Su Xian was stunned to hear that he didn't care.

That's right, he is the male protagonist.These were all cannon fodder that should die under his hands.

"Don't bully people." Su Xian scolded him.

Mu Nanfeng doted on him, so he agreed: "I would like to follow Master's instruction."

Su Xian always felt that he was acting strangely, so she braced herself and turned her head, looking at him displeased.But Mu Nanfeng was distracted.

Mu Nanfeng hasn't lost his mind while talking to him yet... Suxian was unhappy, and refused to knock him to remind him like a shy little girl, so she tilted her head and looked at him, waiting for Mu Nanfeng to react .

When Mu Nanfeng came back to his senses, he saw his master's eyes were slightly red, and he stared at him aggrievedly.He couldn't help laughing, knowing that his master is usually a paper tiger with a strong outsider but a weak one in the middle, he rubbed Su Xian twice without awe, and said: "I was thinking about something just now, and if I say it, the master will be angry, so I should not say it." gone."

Su Xian: "You still say it." Otherwise, some messy thoughts might come up in my heart.

Mu Nanfeng: "I'm thinking... If I want to kiss you in the student competition, will you be willing?"

Su Xian was so frightened that her feet slipped, and she slid and fell to the ground.

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The disciples of the Xuanyou Sect had a big platoon and many rules, and they couldn't see other elders and disciples in the place where they rested.When Suxian and Mu Nanfeng arrived, Mei Yu saw that he was not in good spirits, and let him sleep for another half a day.Mu Nanfeng has a sense of propriety, he won't mess with him at this time, so Suxian dozes off with peace of mind.

From the thousands of qualified disciples, a round of selections, until the finals, has passed a whole year.Today is not the time to decide the top spot, there is no need for them to come here now.

It was already afternoon when he woke up, Mu Nanfeng dressed him, and the elegant and unrestrained white-clothed immortal went out ruthlessly, letting Mu Nanfeng follow behind.

Mei Yu is considered an idler in the competition, sipping tea to watch the competition.Seeing him coming, she laughed at him: "Having lost your temper again?"

Su Xian sat beside him, and Mu Nanfeng reminded him: "Master, your seat is over there."

Su Xian ignored him.Mu Nanfeng took half a step back and said nothing more.

Su Xian said to Mei Yu, "Don't blame me."

"how do I say this?"

Su Xian pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time: "He wants to kiss me in public."

Of course he declined, but still cared.

The teacup in Mei Yu's hand trembled three times.

Suxian felt that for a moment just now, his elder brother wanted to pour tea on Mu Nanfeng's head.

That cup of tea was not wasted in the end.While sipping tea, Mei Yu beat Mu Nanfeng openly and secretly for half an hour, telling him not to push Suxian too tight.

Mu Nanfeng has always agreed.

Su Xian couldn't understand what the two of them were explaining, but felt restless.After half an hour, he finally couldn't bear to bid farewell to Mei Yu, and sat back in his seat.

Mu Nanfeng protected him to leave, and he exchanged a glance with Mei Yu, seeing the uncontrollable worry in Mei Yu's eyes.

He turned his head and said softly, "Master."

Suxian only thought about escaping from the elder brother as soon as possible, and absent-mindedly replied: "Yeah."

But he waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Mu Nanfeng's next words.He couldn't help but look back, but saw that Mu Nanfeng was a little distracted again.

Mu Nanfeng finally said, "I won't harm you."

Su Xian: "...Huh?"

He opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

Mu Nanfeng hugged him and sat down in time, using his own figure to protect the precarious coldness of Suxian Immortal Venerable.

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All the disciples who came forward to ask for advice failed to last a quarter of an hour in Su Xian's hands.

Mei Yu couldn't bear to look directly at it.What's the point?This is to cast a psychological shadow on the Qingying of their Xuanyouzong.

He made no move to stop it.The more fierce Su Xian is, the better, the more people dare not look down on him.A few years ago, Suxian falsely claimed that he was in seclusion, and he did not come out behind closed doors. It was always rumored in the cultivation world that he had lost all his cultivation and became a useless person... Now, the rumors should be dispelled.

Dressed in white, Su Xian stood in the middle of the field, like an independent crane.If there is no blush at the corners of the eyes, it will be more similar.

He took a sword flower and asked lightly: "Is there any more?"

There was no sound on and off the field.

Until the voice of a disciple came from the audience: "I have admired the Immortal Venerable for a long time, and today I am enlightened by the Immortal Venerable. I have benefited a lot and have a great understanding of the practice. I wonder if the Immortal Venerable will have time in the future. Give advice?"

As soon as the disciple made a sound, the disciples in the audience rushed to follow, they all spoke earnestly, as if if Su Xian didn't point them out, they would fight for the land with their heads, and refused to live in the world.

Su Xian was a little confused.

Is he not beating hard enough, or he is not fierce enough, why are there still people rushing to find him?

Mu Nanfeng stood under the stage, fixed his eyes on the first disciple who made a sound, and let out a soft snort, with darkness brewing in his eyes.

He suddenly noticed that the people on the stage cast their gazes at him.

He raised his head, and the Immortal Venerable had lowered his eyes and closed his sword, and was coming towards him.

"The deity only teaches his own apprentices, you go to your own master."

Su Xian was furious.

A few people come to Qingjing Peak from time to time, which is enough for Mu Nanfeng to find an excuse to play with him.If these people stick together, maybe Mu Nanfeng will come up with something to make him cry.

The gloom in Mu Nanfeng's heart suddenly subsided.

He went up to meet him, covering his disciples' sight with his body.Those people realized that he was the "apprentice" in Suxian's words just now, and their eyes were either eager or envious, some with hostility and contempt, and they all fell on him.

But the more grievous and cruel they were, the more calm Mu Nanfeng would be.

Su Xian said via voice transmission: "Don't hold my hand."

If you don't let me kiss you, can you hold me?Mu Nanfeng was really bad.

Mu Nanfeng clenched it even tighter, and opened his mouth to speak nonsense: "This disciple is only nervous, so he tugs at the corner of Master's clothes."

He said it directly, and all the disciples heard it clearly, and looked at the overlapping hands of the two.The sleeves were folded, and as they walked, the hands they held were faintly visible.Some disciples suspected that they were holding hands, but they couldn't see clearly, they couldn't be sure, and they didn't dare to say anything in front of Su Xian.

It's just that the rumors that Su Xian and Mu Nanfeng are too close have fermented since then.After passing it around for a few rounds, it became vivid, as if someone had personally witnessed how the two of them had sex in the room.

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"Among the disciples participating in the big competition today, there is a demon cultivator sneaking in. I think the senior brother has already known about it, and I don't know the meaning of standing still." Suxian sent a voice transmission to Mei Yu in the bedroom of Qingjing Peak, "I will give the surname of the disciple in question. report to you..."

He nestled in Mu Nanfeng's arms, said little by little, then suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Nanfeng: "Is there anything missing?"

Mu Nanfeng looked at him, smiled and shook his head: "There is one more."

He announced a name.

Su Xian froze for a moment: "The one who booed first?"

The first one in the afternoon asked for his guidance, and that disciple had no problem.The one who made a fuss at the beginning and caused the disciples to follow suit, had demonic energy on him.

"Will Master blame me?" He gently pinched Su Xian's chin, forcing him to raise his head slightly.

Su Xian: "No. Let go, I want to transmit sound..."

"But I want to kiss you." Mu Nanfeng lightly tapped his lips with his fingertips, scratching his lips, forcing his lips to turn red.

"The voice will be recorded..." Suxian tried to struggle, but Mu Nanfeng's gaze was like a giant claw, and he couldn't escape.So he mustered up his courage, and gently, gently approached, and rubbed against Mu Nanfeng's lips.

Su Xian peeked at Mu Nanfeng.

He had never taken the initiative to kiss Mu Nanfeng, and he didn't believe that Mu Nanfeng could take it easy.

Sure enough, Mu Nanfeng paused for a moment, and his eyes suddenly changed.Being stared at by him is like being under the claws of a wild beast.

"Secretly telling you..." Suxian rubbed his lips lightly before he had an attack, "I'm a little happy that you said you wanted to kiss me in public."

"Then you..." Why don't you agree?

Su Xian lowered her eyes slightly, as if she didn't understand what he meant.He held down Mu Nanfeng's shoulders, put on a calm posture all over his body, and asked confidently, "Don't you want to kiss me? Why is there no movement? If you don't kiss me again, I will..."

Su Xian's remaining words were lost in the wet lips and tongue.

He was suffocating.Mu Nanfeng was holding him, kissing him... playing tricks.

He almost thought he was going to die in this kiss.The hot and humid breath belonging to another person eroded his soft parts little by little.He couldn't hold his hands, his legs were shaking, Mu Nanfeng was also trembling slightly, Mu Nanfeng was so hot...he was going to drown.

Mu Nanfeng withdrew at some point.Su Xian forgot to close her mouth, her tongue was still numb, and her thoughts were dull.

Mu Nanfeng's breath enveloped him, and the damp and hot breath spread around his ears, bewitching and causing tremors: "Master... continue. Your body is going to have a seizure in the future, and you want to directly treat me in the disciple's body." Will you stay with me until that day?"

The author has something to say: IF line—the uncle who received a strange sound transmission: people come from the sky with dog food at home?

(The sound transmission symbol in the main text has been properly handled)

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