Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

As long as the scumbag makes it clear once, it won't be like this situation now!

Hidden in her heart was Feng Lange who said that she liked Feng Mosheng.

This is eating what is in the bowl and looking at what is in the pot. It is really scum.

Pooh!

It complained viciously, thinking that this matter would end with such a debunked result, but it never expected that the scumbag would still have the face to catch up.

The air in Jingyuedi is very good, with a fresh scent of unknown flowers on the tip of the nose, and the scenery should be extremely beautiful.

When he came, Feng Mosheng would still use his imagination to outline its appearance in his mind. When he left, he was in a state of emptiness, and he didn't know what to do in the future.

If Xie Jiuqing really lied to herself, is it because she likes Feng Lange?

Then what is he in his heart?

He staggered like a headless fly, and didn't have the mind to avoid any obstacles. He deviated from the cobbled path and came to the grassland next to the rockery. There are strange rocks everywhere, which is a natural scenery.

Some stones are very sharp, if you are not careful, you will be scratched, and there is a huge lake ahead, even though the rabbit reminded, Feng Mosheng still accidentally plunged into it.

Some things got worse the more he thought about them, if he had to give Xie Jiuqing this kind of difficult choice, it would be too harsh, but he just couldn't help thinking, who would the other party choose when it really came to that point.

Is the relationship between the two of them really what he thought?

The icy lake water soaked his clothes and gradually submerged his head. Feng Mosheng didn't struggle, and he even closed his eyes in peace, trying to calm himself down under the icy cold lake water.

The rabbit thought that Feng Mosheng was looking for short-sightedness, so he yelled anxiously: [Master, don’t be overthinking it, your life is still long, there will not be only this one man, the next one will be better, and the next one will be more obedient, come out quickly ah! 】

Every soul will do some basic training before doing the mission, and swimming is just one of them. As long as his host is willing, he can climb up at any time if his body allows it.

But the problem is that now his host is very unwilling!

Fortunately, Xie Jiuqing chased after him, and when he saw the man falling into the lake, he quickly rushed over to fish him out.

He wrapped one arm around the man's waist, grabbed the man's collar with the other, and asked in a cold voice, "Can't you read the road?"

There was no one around here, and he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he didn't chase them out.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned as if thinking of something.

Feng Mosheng's complexion was abnormally pale to almost transparent, the corners of his eyes were rimmed with red, and his peach blossom eyes were misty, as if he was crying, "I've lost sight of you for a long time...you've been lying... I……"

The purpose of taking his blood was to heal Feng Lange's wounds.

Then now, why should he be kept by my side now, what value can be used in him.

He doesn't know, he can't figure it out, he is already a useless person now.

Xie Jiuqing returned to his thoughts, and hurriedly wiped away tears for others, "Where did Master think? It's useless to keep your blood in the apprentice's place. Master Qianqing took it and used it conveniently. I'm afraid you will think about it too much." Didn't tell you."

As he said, he pulled him into his arms and hugged him, "It's too cold here, let's talk about it when we go back."

Feng Mosheng is now a mortal body, and is very sensitive to external stimuli such as the alternation of four seasons, cold and warm. Even if he is shivering from the cold, he still resists the other party's touch, "Don't..... lie to me..."

Although there is this possibility, the other party took his blood essence out of necessity, and Feng Lange wanted to use it after taking it.

If so, then Xie Jiuqing didn't do it on purpose.

But there was something in Fenglan's song, and the tone was all showing off, how could it be so simple.

"You let me go!"

Unable to break free, he kicked and kicked angrily, but was hugged even tighter.

Xie Jiuqing was impatient, but he still made up his mind to coax, "When did this disciple deceive the master, no matter who it is in the future, even if someone threatens to smash the disciple to ashes and never enter reincarnation, the disciple will never hurt the master." If the master is really angry, the disciple will take out his own blood to discourage the master!"

The tone is swearing and loud.

After saying that, a miniature Demon Summoning Sword appeared in the palm of his hand and stabbed towards his heart.

There was a sound of "puchi", the sound of the tip of a knife cutting through the cassock, followed by a muffled groan of pain.

Feng Mosheng's eyes widened slightly, he groped around when he couldn't see, "What are you doing?"

He was angry, but he never thought of letting Xie Jiuqing hurt himself.

The other party seemed to be a little frustrated, "The stabbing was missed, but Master touched it. This wound is longer and deeper than Master's. Can Master trust this disciple now?"

As he spoke, he took Feng Mosheng's hand and put it on his chest. Feng Mosheng's fingertips really touched a mass of wetness, and a faint smell of blood poured into his nose.

He retracted his hands in fright, Xie Jiuqing took advantage of the victory to pursue, and said in a low voice with a little coquettish and pitiful, "Master, stop making trouble, you are weak, and you will get sick if you soak in the lake any longer." Caringly applied a drying technique.

"Disciple walks with Master in his arms, so that Master will not fall down again."

The unique scent of bamboo on the opponent's body sprayed on his ears, and the scalding heat made Feng Mosheng shrink back uncontrollably.

All this happened so fast that his thoughts were almost led away by the other party.

As if back in the days when he was in Guiyimen, Xie Jiuqing's tone was also so gentle, everything would let him.

But later, because of some misunderstandings, the other party became violent and indifferent. Fortunately, those difficult days have survived.

But thinking that the other party would be sad because of his leaving, the guilt in his heart deepened.

He decided to calm down for the time being, and ask other questions later.

......

In my impression, this road is the only way for many disciples of the Demon Cult. It would be really embarrassing if people saw the two of them like this.

He struggled, "I'll go by myself."

But he was helplessly restrained by two powerful arms.

Like Xie Jiuqing, he hugged him even tighter, bowed his head and whispered in people's ears, "It's better to see everything, so that the master can believe in the sincerity of the apprentice."

Sure enough, what followed were the greetings of the maids and guards, and there were even exclamations of extreme forbearance and caution.

Feng Mosheng stayed in the palace all day long and never went out, so the people outside naturally had never seen him, they all looked sideways and observed carefully.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel those eyes cast over him as if they were real. He was extremely uncomfortable looking at him, so he buried his head in Xie Jiuqing's arms.

Looking at it from Xie Jiuqing's angle, he could only see the person's black hair and a small piece of white and tender neck that was exposed. The body in his arms was as thin as bamboo, without much flesh, and felt like a handful of bones.

So much so that every time he took off his shirt and saw those thin and trembling shoulders on the bed, he couldn't help wanting to toss more.

He felt that he was probably ill, the more Feng Mosheng cried and begged for mercy, the more irritable and excited he became.

The usual journey has become extraordinarily long.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Jiuqing's unique deep voice came, with a slight pick in his tone, "It's already on the bed, Master, don't you want to come down?"

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around his waist with one hand, pressed the back of his head with the other, and covered her lips regardless.

The other party has always been such a quick temper.

Feng Mo's voice has long been used to it, and he felt that Feng Lange's matter had not been fully explained, so he kept his mouth shut to resist.

Xie Jiuqing was suddenly disappointed, frowned, and directly bit the two delicate lips. Sure enough, the other party was in pain, and the clenched teeth were also loosened, giving him an opportunity, and the dexterous tip of the tongue slipped in, Domineeringly demanding every inch of the opponent's territory as an aggressor, forcing people to retreat steadily.

The man in front of him is like a violent beast, treating its prey with brutality.

No matter where, in every aspect, Feng Mosheng always belonged to the side that was suppressed, he choked up with grievances, and struggled to push him away.

"You instigated rebellion because you wanted to give him Jingyue Land to heal his wounds..."

Xie Jiuqing stared at him for a few seconds and then chuckled, "That happened a long time ago, he has the kindness to raise his apprentice."

"I don't want to drink tea, but you insist on forcing me to drink it..."

"The Southern Star Grass has a miraculous effect on nourishing qi and blood. Master is jealous after talking so much?"

Feng Mosheng's thoughts were punctured, and he rubbed the corner of the clothes with his hands embarrassingly to reveal a small wrinkle. His straight and long eyelashes drooped like a feather fan, and occasionally trembled a little bit, which seemed a little jittery.

Xie Jiuqing loved his cute and pitiful appearance very much, and he swore, "I only have Master in my heart." He hugged him by the waist and walked to the hot spring pool, "Master has suffered a cold, we will be here tonight Practicing in the hot spring pool to drive away the cold, I have a hunch that I will be promoted tonight."

Ever since he became the Demon Lord, he has been dealing with countless things. He can't stay with Feng Mosheng all the time, so he can't concentrate on his cultivation. He has been stuck in the fusion period for a long time. Tonight is a good opportunity .

Mention promotion.

Feng Mosheng suddenly remembered that he had already taken Tianyuan Pill, and once he was catalyzed by spiritual power, there was no room for repentance.

Firstly, his cultivation would skyrocket. During this process, the meridians in his body were exhausted, and then his body became weaker and weaker day by day, until his body disappeared. This method of death is similar to the process of being broken.

The mist in the spring pool was steaming, and the slowly rising smoke filled the not-so-large world, making everything ethereal and illusory.

The two were so close that they almost hugged each other.

Feng Mosheng stretched out his arms to wrap around the opponent's waist, "Xiao Jiu...don't hurt the innocent when the righteous and the demons start the battle, otherwise they will be unacceptable by the law of heaven in the future."

It seems that they can't wait until the day when the other party crosses the catastrophe.

If the system task is completed, a conclusive conclusion will be made at the end, because the ending is doomed, and he will leave early.

If it was because of this elixir, he might have left earlier.

Xie Jiuqing didn't understand his painstaking efforts. This kind of righteous words that everyone understands has been heard over and over again.

It's like a primary school student listening to the teacher whispering in his ear every day: You must study hard and make progress every day.

He didn't even bother to perfunctory, he just ignored it, because he was impatient, he bit the other's neck fiercely, looking at the crystal white, he wanted to leave some marks on it, anyway, the other party hurt and cried, so he didn't have time to say these things nonsense.

Feng Mosheng snorted, and did not hide like usual.

He was pushed against the edge of the pool, and his back hurt from the cold stone platform.

Xie Jiu threw the word pity out of the sky early in the morning.

The two hadn't seen each other for many days, and now this encounter was like lightning hitting flint, and it was out of control, but it was a pity that they couldn't make the last step after all.

The voice of the person next to my ear was low and slightly hoarse, "Master is so sweet, I really want to eat it in one bite, can I do it?"

He didn't know much about the serious consequences of a cultivator being broken, but he just had a general idea that the blood of a broken body could not be used to make ghosts and amulets, but what Feng Mosheng practiced was not ghost hunting.

Youthful and full of desire, there is only this one thought in his mind, and this is all he thinks about.

He lowered his head and kissed and kissed the fleshy earlobe.