Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

This night, Nan Heng can be said to have jumped back and forth between pain and happiness.

The dog system jumped out when the relationship between the two was strong, and started the punishment mechanism with a cold mechanical voice.

Nan Heng had no choice but to endure the severe pain in his heart while being dominated by the powerful effect of Chunchaohua.

But seeing Xiao Tingxun biting his thin lips tightly under him, he suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

He vaguely recalled that he had set a flag before, if Xiao Tingxun agreed to double cultivation with him, how many times the punishment would he be able to bear?

Taking a deep breath, he felt that he might have been stunned by the pain.

Beside my ears are the system's ding ding ding sounds:

[Xiao Tingxun favorability +500. 】

[Xiao Tingxun favorability +800. 】

[Xiao Tingxun favorability +1000. 】

【...+2000. 】

【...+3000. 】

The sound didn't stop until everything in the bed tent subsided.

The night outside receded, and the sky turned white.

Nan Heng got up, got out of bed to get the clean face towel on the washbasin shelf, and helped Xiao Tingxun wipe off the sweat stains and other traces on his body.

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Murong Qing who was staring straight at a pair of big eyes beside the painting screen, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

If this soul is conscious, I'm afraid he has died countless times by now.

Xiao Tingxun looked a little tired, his black hair was draped over his shoulders in a mess, but he quickly got dressed, with a headband in his hand, and was about to tie his long hair up.

"Master, it's not yet dawn, you should rest a little longer." Nan Heng stood by the bed, saw that he was still indifferent, and said cautiously.

Chunchaohua is very effective, he did a little too much last night, I don't know if he has offended Xiao Tingxun.

"I'm running out of time. I'll pin Murong Qing here. I don't know who is making trouble outside."

While talking, Xiao Tingxun used a headband to tie his long hair, but he didn't know if his body was still a little weak, and he did not succeed after several times.

Seeing him, Nan Heng stepped forward to take the hair tie in his hand, and found a hair comb from the table next to him to help him tie his hair up.

"Then what is Master going to do?"

Although all the spring tide flowers in the room had withered, but the enchantment was still there, Xiao Tingxun spent nearly a night with his spiritual power to maintain the Broken Spirit Sword that pinned Murong Qing, and was held down by him for another night, still able to recover. Do you have the strength to break the barrier?

Just as he was thinking, Xiao Tingxun got up and called Ranchen out.

The light and sharp long sword slashed across Murong Qing's body, and the Spirit Broken Sword was dispelled instantly.

Murong Qing immediately rolled her eyes and rushed towards him.

"Master!"

Nan Heng wanted to step forward to resist, but was repelled by Xiao Tingxun's eyes.

When Murong Qing came in front of him, his expression was fierce, and he grabbed Murong Qing's neck with his hands.

Murong Qing's eyes were wide open, and she waved her hands indiscriminately. The sharp nails on her hands almost caught Xiao Tingxun several times, and Nan Heng was terrified.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, it was Xiao Tingxun who grabbed Murong Qing with one hand, and waved Ran Chen with the other hand, directly splitting the barrier covering the room.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the roof collapsed, and the beams and columns were mixed with broken tiles and fell directly on the spot directly above Xiao Tingxun's head.

"Nan Heng!"

Xiao Tingxun dodged to avoid it, and then suddenly called Nan Heng.

Seeing him looking over, he threw Murong Qing in his hand towards him.

Nan Heng understood, he caught it with his hands, and summoned Jiao Zang to put it directly on Murong Qing's neck.

"Master, offended."

But Murong Qing didn't have any consciousness, his hands were frozen in the air, and he stared straight ahead.

boom!boom!

After the two heavy muffled sounds, two screams of pain erupted in the room.

"Ouch! My mother's ass!"

"Ah! It hurts me to death! Brother Feng, get up quickly! You crushed me to death!"

While the dust was churning, two figures, one black and one red, suddenly appeared on a pile of rubble and rubble.

The man had thick eyebrows and thick eyes, and a tough appearance. He was dressed in tight black clothes, covering his muscles that were stretched inside, and a similar black cloak was hung on his shoulders.

The woman is wearing a red dress with a light veil covering her face, but the collar is extremely low, and her breasts are half exposed, which matches her seductive eyes very well.

The two fell to the ground, and the black mist gathered in their palms dissipated in an instant, and the Soul Burning Sacrifice was interrupted, and both spurted a mouthful of blood.

Spirit power gathered in the palm, and a thorny ice branch appeared in Xiao Tingxun's hand.

Flipping the wrists, the ice sticks automatically tied the two of them tightly together, the sharp ice thorns cut through the skin and pierced into the flesh, causing the two to scream again.

The man stared at Xiao Tingxun, and grinned: "Bah! Xiao Tingxun, let me put my ugly words first! You can kill or cut whatever you want, but if you want to ask me something, don't even think about it!" think!"

"Hey," the woman sighed softly, with tears in her eyes, "The world of cultivating immortals says that Yuqing Jun has cultivated well, and now the two of us have seen each other. If you catch me alive, I will confess."

"But if you really want to force a confession, I'm a woman with thin skin and tender flesh. I'm afraid I can't bear it, but the rough man next to me, you can do it at will. I would like to thank Xianjun for his compassion."

"Bah!" The man spat at the woman, "You're so fucking shameless! Damn it, I've been unlucky for [-] years, why did I just partner with you!"

"Then isn't this also the Lord's order, do you think my wife is willing?"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Xiao Tingxun frowned and said coldly, "Shut up! I won't kill you, and I won't force a confession."

"Are you serious?" The woman was startled, then she winked at Xiao Tingxun and smiled coquettishly, "Mr. Yuqing really deserves to be a gentleman among men."

The man turned his head away, with disdain and disbelief on his face.

Xiao Tingxun said nothing, and squeezed a mantra on his fingertips.

The woman's expression changed: "Jun Yuqing, how can you break your promise?"

Xiao Tingxun's voice was flat: "The mantra mantra does not harm people's bodies or lives, so it is not a broken promise."

Then he ignored the woman and asked the man, "Did Guchen Pavilion send you here?"

"Bah! I fucking want to come..." The man said halfway, but suddenly changed his words, "Yes, Guchen Pavilion sent us here."

Xiao Tingxun continued to ask: "Send you to kill Nan Heng?"

The man snorted: "Not only him, but also fucking you."

Xiao Tingxun: ...

"Then wish fulfillment concept, what is the old Taoist doing to take so many people's souls?"

The man pursed his lips tightly and stared at him vigorously, but he still couldn't control himself, and said, "The soul cup... yes, the soul cup."

The soul cup is made of the souls of thousands of people. Generally speaking, it is a utensil used to preserve people's souls or spirit cores.

Xiao Tingxun frowned, Zhou Gan wants to make a soul cup?What is it used for?

"What's your name? What do you do in Guchen Pavilion?" He asked again.

"Hei Feng," the man said, "is only doing things for... Sect Master Zhou."

"Then why did he kill us?"

This time, the man shook his head: "I don't know."

Xiao Tingxun stared at him for a while and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Qian wanted to kill him and Nan Heng?

But he didn't think so, if it was made into a soul cup, it might not be used to hold Nan Heng's heart.

It doesn't matter whether the previous new disciples were assessed, or it was snowy and cold, or even last night...

He had always thought that someone was afraid of Nan Heng's background and wanted to kill him while Nan Heng's demon blood was still alive.

But maybe not.Whether Wu Yan used the forbidden technique, or the couple's calculations against them twice, they just wanted to stimulate Nan Heng, break through the seal, release the blood of the demon race, and then kill him and take him when he couldn't control himself. It's just the heart.

But, what does Zhou Gan want Nan Heng's heart for?

The blood of the demons is carried by the heart, and getting the heart is equivalent to gaining the power of the demon.

Xiao Tingxun's heart sank, Zhou Gan, he wants the power of the Demon Lord?

But Guchen Pavilion is already the head of the Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect, and Zhou Qian is firmly seated as the leader of the Immortal Sect, what more does he want?

He was contemplating, when Nan Heng called from behind: "Master! Hurry up! I can't hold it anymore!"

Xiao Ting regained his senses and walked towards him.

Nan Heng hurriedly said: "Master, what should Master do?"

"Bring them together, we have to go to Guchen Pavilion."

As Xiao Tingxun said, he wanted to exchange Murong Qing from Nan Heng.

But at this moment, the white in Murong Qing's eyes suddenly gradually faded, and black pupils appeared.

His lips moved, opening and closing, "Don't come...to find me..."

"What did you say?" Xiao Tingxun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

However, a sharp bird song sounded, and Murong Qing's eyes with only the whites of the eyes rolled around, and suddenly his hands came out vigorously, slapping Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun away with the wind of their palms.

Then, some mechanically turned around and disappeared from the hole in the roof.

Nan Heng clutched his chest, got up and wanted to chase, but was stopped by Xiao Tingxun: "Let him go, maybe we can meet again soon."

"Then we still have to go to Guchen Pavilion?" Nan Heng asked.

When Murong Qing was sober just now, it seemed that he was telling them not to look for him?

"Go." Xiao Tingxun glanced back at the messy house, and sighed, "You go and look for the Second Elder and Su Ye, I... clean up the room and go there."

Nan Heng looked up at the hole the size of a rice vat above his head, and mourned silently for the county magistrate's house.

He went out and was about to find someone, but Yin Jiu and Su Ye were also coming out from the opposite east chamber, followed by Qi Jin.

When Qi Jin saw him, he looked terrified.

Nan Heng was wondering, when he saw Qi Jin pointing behind him and said: "Junior Brother Nan, what did you and Elder Yuqing do last night? This early in the morning, I heard a bang, and the house collapsed!"

Nan Heng's head was full of black lines, he held his forehead and said, "It's nothing, just catch two mice."

"What kind of mouse? Such a big fight?" Qi Jin was still asking stupidly.

Su Ye half covered his face with a folding fan, and suddenly laughed: "I see, this mouse is not only big, but it may also become a spirit. Brother Nan, your neck was bitten by a mouse?"

Nan Heng: ...

He subconsciously touched his neck, and then tugged at the collar of his shirt.

So I went to recall last night, whether Xiao Tingxun did anything to his neck under the fascination.

"What are rats and rats?" Yin Jiu didn't seem to understand, "This is the house of the county magistrate's house, so I better go and see how it can be repaired."

As he said that, he took the lead to walk to the opposite side.

But before he got close, Xiao Tingxun had already walked out from the inside carrying the two of them.

Yin Jiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yuqing, the reason for making such a big commotion is to arrest these two people?"

Xiao Tingxun didn't answer, and threw the two of them in front of Yin Jiu with an indifferent expression.

"They are the ones who watch the wish fulfillment?" Yin Jiu was a little surprised.

"It does matter," Xiao Tingxun said lightly, "Let's go to Guchen Pavilion, everything should be clear."