Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

Mu Nanfeng's arms suddenly emptied.

The warm touch in his hand suddenly disappeared, and Mu Nanfeng subconsciously grabbed it forward, but he didn't hold anything.

He slowly opened his eyes, but he could no longer see the shadow of the bedroom.

The master who was still acting like a baby in his arms just now and told him to be obedient ran away from his arms.

What caught the eye was a piece of ice.

On the main peak of Qingjing Peak, a huge tower grew out.The wind and snow in the tower.

He stood alone at the bottom of the tower.

Between each floor of the tower, the chains are frozen, and they make rhythmic sounds when they hit each other.

In the small room by the tower, the lights and shadows were moving, making it difficult to see clearly.

Will Master be inside... Mu Nanfeng braved the wind and snow and walked forward.

What greeted him was overwhelming demon energy.

He was very familiar with that demonic energy.

Demon.

The master disappeared from his arms, and Mu Nanfeng was at the time of being irritable.At this time, the demon came to the door.

Mu Nanfeng said coldly: "Didn't I kill you last time?"

The demonic energy seemed not to understand his words, and still threatened him not to approach him, but he was also suspicious of the same source of energy on Mu Nanfeng's body, and just tried his best to intimidate him, trying to make him lose.

Mu Nanfeng is no one who will be intimidated.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was too much devilish energy, he would have chosen to get rid of the devilish energy, and Master would never have to suffer from the memory seal.

He had a murderous look on his body, and walked forward indifferently.The demonic energy trembled and wanted to stop him, but he was overwhelmed and easily scattered, and Mu Nanfeng gave way.

The devilish energy in Master's consciousness is much better than expected.

Even because of staying in Su Xian's body for a long time, she is a little strangely kind.

Mu Nanfeng suppressed the complicated look in his eyes, stepped on the snow, and walked step by step to the small room by the tower.

He was finally able to see what it was.

There is no wind and snow blowing in the small room, it is another world.

The bamboo forest of Qingjing Peak is reflected in it.

The Immortal Venerable in white, who looked unsteady at that time, held a bamboo sword and was studying a set of sword techniques of the Xuanyou Sect.

The sword intent is smooth and flowing, but Su Xian's movements are still a bit sluggish, and the long sword is often shaken by the sword intent.

The long sword plunged straight into the ground in front of Mu Nanfeng.

Su Xian lowered her eyes slightly, and picked up the sword without saying a word.

A white robe was entwined with scarlet demonic energy, as well as several seals that were added later.

Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes slightly.

This is the solution that Master found through tinkering after so many sufferings.A solution where everyone doesn't have to die.

It looked so funny, he forgot many important things.

Hilarious and worrying.

The facts are clear enough.

Master couldn't wait for him to come back, and the demons invaded him again and again, and he had to swallow something from him before he could stop.

Reason and consciousness can't be let go... let go of these, and when the apprentice comes back in the future, he will become a dementia.All the seals laughed in Mu Nanfeng's ear, and Su Xian's voice came out.

"So... I can only use memory to suppress the demonic energy, so that it will not cause chaos." His master finally sighed, and chose the most bearable ending among the terrible endings that seemed to be falling apart.

Master has always been like this.In the midst of murderous opportunities all over the place, he broke through with a determination to cut his wrists, and blamed himself for not being able to do better.

Mu Nanfeng didn't understand before, but now the closer he gets, the more he understands and the more he loves him.

The demonic energy has been entangled with Master's memory, and he can't get rid of it himself. Only someone else can enter his sea of ​​consciousness and help him find his own part.

But the master is so slender, even when he meets others, he usually hides aside and trembles... How can he tolerate being spied on like this?If he entered by force, he might be destroyed.

In fact, when Master placed the memory seal... did he ever think that today would happen.Did he leave a way out for himself?

Someone will be welcomed into his world.He will completely open himself in front of another person.

When Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes, the white-clothed immortal had already picked up the sword, and continued to practice the sword with the dirty devilish energy on his back.

And beside him, a figure appeared at the other end of the small room, approaching Mu Nanfeng.

A white figure.

He was wearing a heavy cloak, and only his well-curved chin was exposed under the hood.

The snow-white hem of the clothes is particularly conspicuous among the fluttering bamboo leaves.He swayed towards Mu Nanfeng.

Those who practice swords are still ignorant.

"Master..." Mu Nanfeng murmured.

In this world, the master is the way.He is everything here, and there is nothing here that is him.

If he had to say something that represented the consciousness of the master, it would be the walker in front of him wearing a cloak.

The man came towards Mu Nanfeng, his eyes seemed to stay in front of him for a moment.

Then the void was restored.

He came from the bamboo forest and disappeared in front of Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Nanfeng's outstretched hand paused in the air, and then slowly lowered it.

The one I love is right in front of me, and suddenly disappears again and again... This feeling is really uncomfortable.

He turned around, leaving Su Xian, who had been peaceful for a long time, behind him.

Then face the blizzard.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.He just stood here for a while, and the snow was up to his knees.

Master accepted him, but obviously, this world is not completely friendly to him.

If the whole pagoda is covered with snow... I am afraid that he and his master will be trapped inside forever.

Mu Nanfeng didn't stay any longer, tapped his toes, and jumped onto the iron chain.

The iron chain swayed and bumped, and Mu Nanfeng's feet became slippery, so he grabbed the iron chain, pulled it with strength, and jumped up.

On every floor, he could see Su Xian's face.

In the beginning, it was a few things that didn't matter.Practice the sword, eat and sleep.These things hidden in the depths of memory, which even the owner finds ordinary and would never think of, are fatally attractive to Mu Nanfeng.

If possible, he would like to be with every master.

But he can't, he has to go up.

Gradually, there are more mundane things and miscellaneous things, such as going out to practice in the mountains, or important worship halls.

——The higher you go, the more memory Master cares about.

Mu Nanfeng clenched the frosted iron chain tightly, and jumped up with a flash of his figure.

——What is the memory that Master cares most about?

—Will it have something to do with him?

He desperately wanted to know.

·

The blowing force of the wind and snow was very strong, and when Mu Nanfeng slipped his hand, he subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual power, but his meridians all over his body were stagnant, and neither spiritual power nor demonic energy could flow out.

Mu Nanfeng clenched the iron chain tightly, but his body was still falling rapidly, and blood was drawn on his hands.

He frowned, and was about to use force, but iron chains flew from all directions, entangled his hands and feet.

He didn't fall again.

Mu Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the chain.

The flying iron chain retreated, and quickly withdrew.As if he was afraid that if he stayed here for a long time, Mu Nanfeng would have some bad associations.

Even to save him, he was the same as the master himself, flirting and running away, for fear of being overthinking.

"Still so shy..." Mu Nanfeng chuckled and continued to climb up.

The iron chains on each layer were stained with bright red blood.

Bloodstains spread into every small room, mixing with Su Xian's memory.

Blood.□□melt.

Mu Nanfeng saw what happened in each small room.

The lower floors are the solitude that Su Xian has forgotten.If you go up, you will see others.

The master with clear eyes hid behind Mei Yu, not daring to talk to others, very cute.

He also tried to make friends, but was betrayed in an instant, so he was even more afraid to meet people.

Mu Nanfeng could hardly bear it, and wanted to hug him.

The bone-piercing cold wind blew back his sanity.

The bloody palm grasped the iron chain tightly and continued to push upwards.

In the small room of the ten-story tower, he saw himself.

Mei Yu is the ninth floor.Lu Jiuli is on the eighth floor.

The ancestor Mu Nanfeng had never met was also on the tenth floor, but appeared earlier than Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Nanfeng couldn't help laughing.

He is really important in Master's heart.

The master practiced sword alone on the first floor, and taught him to practice sword, but he reached more than ten floors.

The master seemed to follow him like a shadow, and Mu Nanfeng could watch Suxian slowly walking towards him in the small rooms on each floor.

The man in the cloak seemed worried that he would climb alone, and would appear in the small room every time, coming to him from far away.

"Master..." Mu Nanfeng murmured.

The figure in a white cloak stood still in front of the door of the small room, as if he was about to step out every time, but stopped precisely.

But every time, they disappeared in front of him.

Then Mu Nanfeng understood that the master who was in the memory stone room could not come out.

He can only keep chasing upwards.

·

Gradually, Mu Nanfeng saw something in Suxian's memory that he had never heard of.

When Shizun was young, he lived in a place completely different from the world of cultivation.There is no spiritual power there, but there is "technology" unheard of in the cultivation world.

There is the outer world where Master was born.

A man in white clothes who smelled like medicine told the people around Master that Master was born with a mental illness and needed to be taken care of.

Good care, this life may not be smooth.If you don't take good care of yourself, you will hurt others.

The young Suxian's eyes flickered, then gradually dimmed, and she shrank herself in a corner.

When Mu Nanfeng saw every memory, he wanted to stop.

But this time, his climbing movement really stopped.

He stretched out his hand, and blood slid from his fingertips.

The master with the hood appeared out of nowhere in the small room again, watching everything happen with cold eyes, and then walked towards Mu Nanfeng.

The bloody palm moved a little in his direction.

"It's not your fault..." Mu Nanfeng's voice was hoarse from the cold, and he tried his best not to make his voice so rough and scary.

He wanted to comfort his master.

"You didn't hurt them, they hurt you... It's their fault for not caring about you."

The young Suxian in the small room couldn't hear Mu Nanfeng's comforting words, so she just shrunk herself into a ball, not daring to face others.

The man with the hood stayed in front of Mu Nanfeng for an unprecedentedly long time.

But he didn't say anything in the end, and silently disappeared in front of Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Nanfeng blinked, and exhaled lightly.

It was clear that he was just left behind by the master, but he felt sad for a while...it was really not like him.

As the strong wind blew past, Mu Nanfeng shivered and continued to move upwards.

If he couldn't reach the top floor sooner, he might freeze to death.

·

But on the upper floor, he saw the immortal in white, holding the young Mu Nanfeng in his arms.

At that time, Mu Nanfeng was crying until his nose burst into tears.

Mu Nanfeng: "..."

Seeing Master coaxing me when I was a child, I was still a little embarrassed.

At that time, he had just entered the Xuanyou Sect, and because of his innate demon body, he was excluded and beaten by a crowd, but he didn't dare to tell his master, for fear of causing him trouble.

So Mu Nanfeng in the small room just cried, unwilling to confide a word to Su Xian.

Su Xian gently wiped away his tears, and told him seriously: "It's not your fault that you were born with a demon body. Those who bully you are wrong, don't be sad because of them."

The tone was light and precious, it was not known if it was comforting little Mu Nanfeng, or warning himself.

The figure of Suxian with the hood reappeared, walking towards Mu Nanfeng, his pace was a little faster.

There was light in his eyes.

It is completely different from the dead silence of the past.

Mu Nanfeng smiled, then looked away, grasped the chain tightly, and pointed upwards.

Everything he did was not in vain, that's all.

The chains ping-pong, comforting his master, and the self who was held in the arms of the master has all disappeared.

This was the first time, before Master's figure disappeared, he rushed up impatiently.

He almost got lost in Master's past.

What his heart desires is the master, not a memory that has become the past... Mu Nanfeng used to say this to him when he persuaded the master not to care about the memory seal, but now he almost lost his mind.

No matter what the master cares about or not... what he cares about is the master who will actually appear in front of him.

·

After giving up the idea of ​​watching flowers on horseback, Mu Nanfeng's speed was much faster.

After the speed increased, the spiritual power in the spirit veins slowly recovered, Mu Nanfeng used his spiritual power, and was finally able to resist the severe cold of the upper layer.

It was only after climbing that he realized that no matter whether he looked at it or not, those scenes in the small room would always go through in his mind.

If you have been tied down by those scenes, it will be too late.Only when you can really let go of your nostalgia can you go up to the top.

Mu Nanfeng hid this discovery in his heart, thinking that he couldn't give Master the opportunity to laugh at him.

However, when the master is angry in the future, he can speak out to coax him.

He finally saw something familiar.

The reincarnation that Shizun experienced in the forbidden formation, every time Shizun was heart-piercingly sad, but had to face the fragmented reality again.

The master knocked him off the cliff, wounded, and wanted to find him in a daze.

He used the furnace seal to make Master sad.

Sad and...happy.

Everything gradually became clear.

He was only one step away from the top of the tower.

This is the last room.

Mu Nanfeng once tried his best to come here just to see what is the most cherished memory of Master in the small room on this floor.

Don't even think about it and know what it is.

Opening up their minds and souls, the two people's mind and soul entanglement only happened yesterday.

In terms of emotion and reason, Master will never forget.

That being said, when he really saw that matter that Master put first in his heart...Mu Nanfeng raised the corners of his lips.

He leapt lightly to the top of the tower.

This is an exquisite loft.

There is a thick layer of snow in the attic, but it is calm and windless, and there is still a place to stand.

Mu Nanfeng panted lightly and raised his head.

The master, who was wearing a cloak and a hood, was ten steps in front of him.

As he sat, he had a noble demeanor.

And because he was pampered, he behaved differently from ordinary people, making people want to drag him to their side, but couldn't bear to destroy it.

Coupled with being hugged for a long time, the eyebrows are full of moisture.Even if he thought about it, he could know how seductive his posture was under the cloak.

The man sat innocently in front of him, waiting for someone to take him away, pick him up, and dye him with his own color.

"Master." Mu Nanfeng called softly.

The man raised his eyes lightly, his eyes were full of ignorance.

He blinked and looked at Mu Nanfeng.

"Who are you?" he asked.

He asked again, "Who am I?"

Mu Nanfeng smiled.

He gently knelt down, supported the snow beside Su Xian, stepped forward, and pressed Su Xian's forehead.

Su Xian seemed to be burned, and wanted to back away, but couldn't take his eyes off Mu Nanfeng's face.

"You...sucked me in." He didn't know what he was talking about, he just spoke according to his heart.

"What are you talking about..." Mu Nanfeng couldn't help laughing.

The wound warmed and opened again.Dark red blood spread along the pure white snow.

The strong smell of blood lingered in the tip of their noses.

Su Xian blinked.

The long black eyelashes lightly swept over Mu Nanfeng's face.Like a small brush, it scratches into people's hearts.

"You're hurt." Su Xian said.

Mu Nanfeng responded casually: "Yes."

Now he just wants Master to take back his memory and get rid of those hateful demonic energy.

But Suxian said: "You should stay away from me, or you will get hurt."

Mu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment.

"Master can't drive me away like this." He smiled, "If you want to drive me away, you need to be more ruthless... For example, dig out my spiritual veins with a sword."

Su Xian's eyes were lost for a moment, he frowned, and wanted to pull back: "No...don't come here, I will hurt you..."

The back of the head was held down.

Mu Nanfeng finally blocked the mouth that kept opening and closing with his lips and tongue.

Master's voice is very nice, but what he said is not so pleasing to the eye.

Thick eyelashes, like black butterflies, blinked helplessly.

Su Xian was at a loss.

He couldn't think, he could only drift with the flow, and his breath gradually became hot.

Even my body warmed up.

The corners of his eyes turned crimson, and tears fell down in big drops, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

But Mu Nanfeng knew very well that not only could he bear it, but he also needed more.

So it got worse.

Several soft sighs leaked from Su Xian's throat.

Suxian no longer remembers him, but Mu Nanfeng has not been forgotten physically.As soon as the kiss was closed, he fell into Mu Nanfeng's arms weakly.

He was glowing with heat, and the cloak was covering his body, and he was stuffy with heat, which made him feel irritable.

Can't take it off.

A consciousness told him that he would not be able to untie the clothes no matter what.

"You won't hurt me," Mu Nanfeng gently took off his hood, took out his messy black hair, smoothed it out, and then massaged his aching head, "How can you be so capable? ...The heavenly demon has taken over my body, and the destiny wants me to be possessed by a demon, and you are saving me. The uncle is not troubled by you, but to protect you. You are likable, not harmful."

Su Xian obviously couldn't understand, she blinked her eyes, and the teardrops on her long eyelashes were glistening, wanting to fall but not fall.

"What did you say?"

"I don't remember..." Mu Nanfeng laughed, "It means that the root of the disease is not here. What is it... This disciple can't figure it out, Master is too unreasonable."

It turned out that he was an unreasonable person.

Su Xian lowered her eyes slightly, dawdling, trying to retract into the hood.

Mu Nanfeng pulled up his hood and said jokingly: "You are not being reasonable, and that disciple is not being reasonable with you either...Master, you are so cute."

Su Xian's eyes widened in disbelief.

How can he be cute...

But there was a twinkle in his eye.

His lips, which were dyed brightly, opened and closed gently: "I don't believe it..."

"If you don't believe it..."

"Say it a few more times."

Mu Nanfeng was at a loss for words for a moment, his body was trembling, and he suppressed a smile.

The person in the arms thought that he was not happy, and wanted to withdraw, but after going back like this, he was a little concerned, so he mustered up his courage and forced him: "You say it a few times, so I can believe it!"

Mu Nanfeng finally couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "How many times does Master want me to say it?"

"At least twenty times!" Seeing that things had turned around, Su Xian finally had full vitality.

Only twenty times—Mu Nanfeng laughed even louder.

He ignored himself, and Su Xian thought too much, and lowered the price: "Fifteen times is fine..."

Mu Nanfeng was overjoyed.

Suxian: "Ten times! It can't be less. If it is less, I will go back. I won't believe you in the future."

After saying this, someone bit the tip of his ear.

Su Xian trembled all over, and looked at Mu Nanfeng accusingly.

Mu Nanfeng smiled and asked, "Threatening me? Huh?"

Suxian let out an inaudible whisper from his throat, not daring to look at him, looking away with burning ears.

But I heard a laughing sentence from above my head: How can someone be so cute? "

Su Xian:!

He didn't turn his head away, but the tips of his ears moved.

Full of heart and ashamed to face the praise.

All right.His master used to like being praised so much, so after going out, he should praise him more.

Mu Nanfeng thought about it, but still couldn't help teasing him, praising Su Xian's cuteness more and more seriously.

"So caring, and considerate of his apprentice, so shy, so cute..."

The more Su Xian listened, the more she shrunk in, but a happy moan came from her throat.

In the end, he wrapped himself in a white ball, sweating all over his body, and said aggrievedly, "It's so hot..."

He rolled himself into various shapes, but the cloak always covered his whole body, as if he was in shackles.

Mu Nanfeng remained calm, but still asked with a smile: "Do you need disciples to help Master take off your clothes?"

Su Xian gave a soft "ah" and didn't speak for a while.

Mu Nanfeng was even more suspicious, with an old look on his face: "Master, from body to spirit, I have seen all disciples, why are you shy?"

Su Xian turned her head slightly, and her face was blushing after hearing his shameless words just now.

He stared at Mu Nanfeng, as if testing the credibility of this man's words.

He sat up, supported the ground in front of Mu Nanfeng, leaned over and said softly, "I've never been able to untie this dress myself... Do you want to try it?"

Mu Nanfeng saw this posture many times when the two were lingering.

The cloak was still dragging on Su Xian's shoulders, but the figure underneath was soft enough to hold.

Even the thick cloak couldn't hide it.

Mu Nanfeng said: "Then master don't move."

Su Xian: "But it's a bit tiring to hold on like this."

This is the truth that cannot be heard in reality.

Mu Nanfeng smiled softly: "Then grab me."

"Where to catch?"

"Catch where you can."

Su Xian then tugged at the corner of his sleeve.

Mu Nanfeng laughed, "If you're like this, you'll fall if I move."

Su Xian: "I don't believe it."

Mu Nanfeng then stood up.

Su Xian's center of gravity was unstable, and he was leading her to tilt upwards, and she told him to stop aggrieved and panicked.

Mu Nanfeng didn't stop.

Not only did he not stop, but also a touch of spiritual power emerged from his fingertips, which bound Su Xian's hands and fixed them in the air.

Su Xian couldn't exert all her strength, so she could only be nailed in the air, and her whole body screamed with soreness delicately.

He didn't expect that he would fall into the palm of the villain when he was credulous for a moment, and the tears rolled down one by one, flowing down his chin incessantly.

Mu Nanfeng kissed his flushed cheeks: "I won't make you sad today, Master, please hold your body, don't tear it apart."

Suxian's eyes widened, and she shrank back, as expected, the pain was not so painful.

"Ah..." He opened his mouth, "I'm so stupid."

Mu Nanfeng couldn't hold back, and laughed again.

While smiling, he reached out and untied the cloak in front of Su Xian.

The master told him that there is actually a way to separate the magic energy from the memory.

Just remove one thing.

It's just that, only when others find it, they can help him untie it with their own hands.He couldn't feel it, and he couldn't do anything about it.

That kind of thing, I think it is this big cloak.

Mu Nanfeng was no longer familiar with Suxian's clothes.He wanted the clothes to be untied so that the cloak wouldn't hang three breaths on Su Xian.

Su Xian suddenly felt a slight chill all over her body.

There is a cold wind blowing up from the tower.

Accompanying it, there are also his memories.

The memory seemed to be extremely clean, and Mu Nanfeng paid attention to the demonic energy again, and he couldn't let them torture Master anymore.

After absorbing the memory, he can take the master out of the tower and suppress the demonic energy in the tower.

Mu Nanfeng stared at those memories, fearing that a little bit of devilish energy would come in.

The memory gradually poured in, and Suxian felt very strange.

But with Mu Nanfeng standing in front of him, he felt relieved and stopped struggling.

It's just that the wind blowing up along with the memory was a bit cold, and he only wore a single shirt under his cloak, which couldn't block the wind and cold.

He sneezed lightly.

Shocked slightly, Mu Nanfeng tore off his coat and put it on Su Xian.

There was still a bloody smell on the black coat.

Suxian wrapped herself tightly in the complicated memories, stood up in a daze, and surrounded Mu Nanfeng from behind.

"Nanfeng..." His forehead was a little swollen, and he put his head on Mu Nanfeng's shoulder, calling him softly.

Mu Nanfeng divided his mind and smiled: "Master, remember me?"

"Hmm..." Actually, I don't remember it very clearly, but it's better not to annoy people now.

He has something to ask for.

Su Xian begged very frankly: "You've got me, I want it."

Mu Nanfeng: "..."

At this juncture, how dare Mu Nanfeng.

Su Xian was behind him, her forehead kept rubbing against him uncomfortably due to the influx of memories.

Mu Nanfeng was in extreme pain.

He never imagined that one day, he would be so embarrassed in front of Master's request.

He moved his throat a few times and squeezed out a sentence: "Master, bear with me..."

"I can't bear it." Su Xian was sore and sad all over, so he didn't care what he said.

If Mu Nanfeng doesn't come, can't he still accommodate Mu Nanfeng?

Suxian laughed softly, stood up, and walked around to Mu Nanfeng's side.

Mu Nanfeng: "..."

Mu Nanfeng's forehead twitched lightly.

·

The memory rushed in with the cold wind and lasted for an hour.

It's not sad to say that my own memory is back in its place, but it's just that I can't help but be overwhelmed, and I'm full of bloat, and I'm annoyed.

Su Xian was so annoyed that she cried.

Before Mu Nanfeng could move, he squatted on the ground and began to cry.

He was so sad that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and he complained about the persecution that Mu Nanfeng inflicted on him.

This is nonsense, he didn't move from the beginning to the end.

The memory no longer came up, Mu Nanfeng was finally able to move, couldn't help laughing, and patted Su Xian on the back to prevent him from choking.

Su Xian coughed for a while, choking out the body fluid that had strayed into her throat, and moved aside in disgust.

Mu Nanfeng gently wiped away the marks on his lips, and bit his red lips.

"It's okay." Mu Nanfeng comforted.

Su Xian responded softly, her voice was a little hoarse, but she still smiled: "It's all right."

These words and his consolation really don't mean the same thing.

Mu Nanfeng said, "Already have all the memories?"

"I don't have a headache anymore." Suxian stood up, still wearing Mu Nanfeng's clothes.

The headache doesn't hurt anymore, but I can remember... Mu Nanfeng was afraid of making a mistake, so he grabbed Su Xian's wrist and poked inside.

Su Xian blinked, and let him explore ignorantly.

Mu Nanfeng: "..."

After a few breaths, Mu Nanfeng's expression became a little weird.

He stared at Suxian closely, looking at the still confused and puzzled expression of the person in front of him...

Then he hugged him into his arms.

Then throw it up.

Steady catch.

Pressed in his arms, rubbing hard.

Mu Nanfeng let out a long sigh: "Master's acting skills are superb, but it scares this disciple..."

Suxian was so pressed that his bones ached, and she couldn't stop laughing, begging for forgiveness: "Forgive me as a teacher." He smiled lightly: "I will act just once, you have acted me many times, don't be angry , I'm fine."

There is no serious problem if the mind and soul are intact, it's just that the memory has just entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is a little turbulent.

Mu Nanfeng finally felt relieved, relaxed for a moment, and hugged Su Xian even harder.

Just as Su Xian breathed a sigh of relief, she was held tightly by her apprentice again, as if the two of them were about to melt into one.

oops……

Su Xian didn't have the heart to talk about Mu Nanfeng, the apprentice was full of him, and it was too late for Su Xian to treat him well, so how could he talk about him.

But it still hurts.His body is not good at all, if he is hugged and broken, it would be too shameful.

Rubbing desperately, a fluffy head emerged from Mu Nanfeng's arms, and said softly, "Okay, your master is back. I am your master now, complete and complete."

"Yes." Mu Nanfeng still hugged him.

Su Xian gritted her teeth, bit the air a few times, was very depressed, and lightly pressed her head against Mu Nanfeng.

"If you're worried, I'll go down with you and have a look."

Mu Nanfeng finally came to his senses and let go of him.

·

The bottom of the tower is already covered with ice and snow.

As soon as I went down, I felt a deep coldness.

The wind and snow had stopped, and there was still ice on the chains.Mu Nanfeng intertwined with Suxian's ten fingers and walked through the air.

Bingxue has a spirit and made way for them.

The world is crystal clear, not as cold as before, exuding a coolness.

Mu Nanfeng looked at the small room beside the tower.

The previous memory picture disappeared, revealing Xiaoshi's true identity.

It was an unusual stone room in the pagoda, with no sunlight and no one in it.

The balls of devilish energy were sealed by ice and snow, and all were trapped inside, running around in a hurry, but there was no hope of escaping.

Su Xian tightened her fingers, and the two held each other even tighter.

"south wind."

"Ah."

"We can go faster."

Su Xian tapped her toes, pulled Mu Nanfeng, and jumped down.

Mu Nanfeng was pulled so suddenly by him, he subconsciously turned around in the air, and put his body under Su Xian.

If he really fell straight to the ground, he wouldn't let Shizun get hurt.

His hard work was rewarded with a soft kiss.

"I like you..." Suxian said softly, the voice was too soft, and it dispersed with the wind.

But it was deeply imprinted in Mu Nanfeng's heart.

Mu Nanfeng embraced him tightly and fell together.

The robe on Su Xian's body had already been swept away by the wind, and he protected Su Xian to prevent the wind from blowing him cold.

Su Xian smiled softly.

He laughed a lot today, which made him feel ashamed, but he didn't care.

The spiritual consciousness scanned the stone chambers on each floor, making sure that there was only magic energy left inside.

This fall was a bit long.

Su Xian had some illusions in a trance, wanting to stretch the time longer.

That won't work——Mu Nanfeng can't do anything to him in the air, I'm afraid he'll be full of anger.

Snow is still slowly accumulating on the ground.

Mu Nanfeng took a simple step first, jumped to the ground, and stood firmly on the snow.

He opened his hands, embraced the fallen Suxian, and held the person in his arms.

"Ah...you!" Suxian exclaimed softly, and was led around half a circle by him before her toes lightly touched the ground.

He grabbed Mu Nanfeng's sleeve instead, and tugged: "Scare me."

He said he was scared, but there was no tension in his tone.

It's almost the same as anger.

Mu Nanfeng smiled and looked up.

His clothes had already drifted to which layer he didn't know.

So he approached Su Xian, hugged his master, and warmed Su Xian: "The magic energy has been sealed, let's go out, Master."

"Trust me." Su Xian said briskly.

He received the small world's magic circle, and in a blink of an eye, the two returned to the bedroom of Qingjing Peak.

This magic circle divides Qingjing Peak into Yin and Yang sides. The Yang side is the palace where the two live, while the Yin side is the tower controlled by Su Xian.

Mu Nanfeng held Suxian in his arms, and the two pressed against each other tightly, as if nothing had happened.

But both of their coats were gone, and there was still a little snow on the tip of Suxian's nose... Mu Nanfeng leaned over, kissed the snow off, and rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately.

"Of course I believe it, my master is so powerful," Mu Nanfeng smiled meaningfully, "So cute."

Su Xian's voice was very calm: "It's not good to turn over old scores."

The tip of the ear was quietly hot.

Mu Nanfeng smiled: "It's really not good. If I look through how many times Master has teased me, I will definitely be so angry."

"Ah..." Suxian thought for a while, but she still felt a little unreal.

His memory was still a little off. For a while, he felt that Mu Nanfeng was still the child obediently following behind him; Those things that make me tremble when I think about it...

Now is obviously not a good time to settle old scores.

He wants to do something else.

He was very happy, he hadn't been this happy for a long time.The apprentice is also very happy.

Su Xian stepped back, his soft calf bumped against the edge of the bed, as if he had been knocked down, he lay on his back.

Holding Mu Nanfeng's clothes by hand.

Mu Nanfeng was led and propped up in front of him.

He looked at Su Xian with a smile, waiting for him to say what he wanted.

Su Xian snorted lightly: "Pretending to be."

Obviously just in the tower, I said it all.

Mu Nanfeng wanted to force him, so he didn't want to follow this scoundrel's wishes.

He then said: "Are you tired from climbing just now?" Rest for a while if you are tired, don't worry about getting angry.

Mu Nanfeng saw what he meant, and was angry and funny, but suddenly remembered something else.

"It's not really tired... It's a little surprising that it's relaxed."

Su Xian was slightly taken aback: "Isn't it easy?"

He knew that Mu Nanfeng was worried that the Heavenly Demon would have a backhand, and he thought who would let him spoil his apprentice, so he leaned forward, kissed the tip of Mu Nanfeng's ear, and whispered in his ear: "Only you will relax. Others want to come in." Ta, if you still want to look at my memory so unscrupulously, you have been hanged long ago. The prohibition I set up for myself is inseparable from the devil energy and memory. Only you can help me..."

He said in a harsh tone: "You are cheap and you are acting like a good boy. How did I raise such a bad apprentice like you?"

His bad apprentice could understand what he said at the beginning, but gradually, his ears began to burn.

The fluff in the ear swayed gently under the hot air, and the itching went straight to the bottom of my heart.

His heart was burning hot, he didn't want to bear it, he bent down and oppressed him even closer.

Su Xian was a little out of breath, and kicked him lightly: "Don't get so close, it will be uncomfortable."

But it was restrained and could no longer be kicked over.

A slight sound came from Su Xian's throat, humming and chirping in protest.

If this continues, it will be bad.He still has something to say, he missed the present, it will take years of the monkey to say it