take care of yourself

Before Zhuo Yuanshan had time to express his anger and rejection, he was pressed against the door frame by the enthusiastic Jianxiu and kissed him again. After Yingyao let go of him with joy, he touched his quilt in a daze. Kissing the same hot lips, it took a while to recover, realizing what an incredible condition he had agreed to.

He watched Jianxiu walk into the room with a sword in his hand, put the saving sword on the table, took off his sword robe and walked around the room naked, almost suspecting that he was in love Gu's that.

There were still traces of sweat on Ying Yao's body, and some unnatural edema and bruises could still be seen on the ribs injured a few days ago, but it did not delay his daily activities and sword practice. He grabbed Zhuo Yuanshan After drinking two sips of water from the cup, he turned around and invited him to go to the hot spring together.

Zhuo Yuanshan didn't have anything to do recently, all the places where the barriers were loose in his cultivation had been pried open, and the rest of the shackles could only be relied on chance or the passage of time, so as soon as Ying Yao invited him, he happily followed.

After a while, Ying Yao came out from the bottom of the water, took advantage of Zhuo Yuanshan's lack of reaction, kissed him again, and said a bit embarrassedly: "I think you need to practice your skills again, Uncle Zhuo Shi."

Zhuo Yuanshan glared at him a little bit angrily, and retorted: "Speak like you are very skilled."

"Of course I'm proficient. There is a section of the Tao of 'Joining the World' that focuses on the harmony of yin and yang," Ying Yao said naturally, "I've also studied Fangzhongshu and wrote a storybook myself... er, no..."

He realized that he had slipped his tongue, and his voice gradually weakened under Zhuo Yuanshan's gaze.

Jiusujian coughed violently in the sword cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness, and the main body placed on the table in Zhuo Yuanshan's bedroom let out a sword cry following its coughing, almost shaking him off the table.

Zhuo Yuanshan looked at him silently for a long time, rolled his eyes slightly, took advantage of the fire and said, "Accompany me for five days, practice sword for four days, and visit Master in one day."

Ying Yao thought about it for a while, then said dejectedly, "Uncle Zhuo Shi, let's read the script."

Zhuo Yuanshan used some tricks to get the name of the storybook out of his mouth, and asked his subordinates to buy it the next day, and read it to him on the bed.

Ying Yao's reaction when reading the story book was very cute. Zhuo Yuanshan took the opportunity to win one night out of the five days of sword practice, so during the day he accompanied Ying Yao to think about how to improve the sword servant boy, making it strong and dexterous, In the evening, Ying Yao accompanies him to practice the art in the room.

After reading a book of stories, the sword boy has a new look, Ying Yao holds its head and goes down the mountain to find his junior sister to draw a new face.

This time Zhuo Yuanshan did not follow him, he recovered from the beauty and enthusiasm of the sword cultivator, spent half a day consolidating his cultivation, and prepared to deal with some affairs of Xixue Mountain, to save his wailing children a little bit. subordinate.

Half an hour after he sat down in the study, the steward in charge of managing the cave came over cautiously: "Beihu Ying's family came to visit the master." He sneaked a look at Zhuo Yuanshan's expression, squatted down and hugged him regardless of his appearance. Pulling his head back, he said in a softer voice, "My subordinates have inquired about it, and they are here to propose marriage for Mr. Ying."

There was a terrible silence in the study room, the steward was sweating profusely, wishing he wasn't on duty today, so he didn't have to come and tell Zhuo Yuanshan about it.

Finally, it was Zhuo Yuanshan's knock on the table that broke the silence, and he asked in an unrecognizable tone: "Which Mr. Ying?"

The steward's cold sweat was so frightened that his back dripped and his clothes were wet, he murmured fearfully, "Young master should be sung with a song."

Zhuo Yuanshan laughed inexplicably, and he asked: "Where is the person? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Go prepare and hold a banquet at the place where Yi Ge lived before. I'm going to entertain guests tonight, so find an excuse to tell me Ah Yao, let him not come back in a hurry tonight."

Ying Yao didn't doubt that there was him, and it happened that the master also asked him to stay for a while, so he nodded with the messenger sent by Zhuo Yuanshan, saying that he would go back tomorrow morning.

Zheng Chuan quietly communicated with Jiusujian behind him: "I don't think he wants to be a serious love gu."

Jiusujian uttered a sword cry, and asked in doubt: "Serious love Gu?"

Zheng Chuan whispered: "If it is a serious love Gu, he should not even think of practicing sword now."

"On the contrary, it is the best love Gu I have ever made..." An old female voice suddenly came from behind him. Said, "I know that sword repairers are often determined, but I didn't expect you to be able to do this."

Ying Yao vigilantly drew the Salvation Sword from his master, pointed the tip of the sword at her obliquely, and said expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

He had seen similarities with Zhuo Yuanshan on his face, maybe they were blood relatives, but when he thought of Moxiu's virtue of making enemies everywhere, he dared not let down his vigilance at all.

Zhuo Yuanlan thought about it for a while, pretending to suddenly realize: "Probably he asked me to prepare this love gu for Ying Yige, but Ying Yige used it for you when he couldn't use it. It’s easy to learn and use.”

She lowered her voice again and said, "Do you know why he doesn't want you to go back tonight? It's because the Ying family sent someone to propose a marriage for Ying Yige, and he dismissed you so that he could agree to the marriage. It will be too late when you go back tomorrow morning." .”

Ying Yao frowned slightly.

Zhuo Yuanlan laughed: "Ayao can really hold his breath... Could it be that he is thinking that his nephew and uncle are serving together or is it a good story?"

Ying Yao repeated her own question: "Who are you?"

He waved his hands behind his back to signal his master to go back to the yard, remembering how to open the magic circle left by Zhuo Yuanshan, and added: "Why did you tell me this?"

Zhuo Yuanlan said with confidence: "In order to prevent you from sneaking up, he also opened the protective formation of the cave, I can take you up, help you untie the love gu, and even take your teacher to leave, and I There is only one simple request - you steal a red and black seal from his study, and bring it to me in ten days."

Ying Yao didn't believe a word. He took a step back and recognized that the female monk in front of him was a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, and her body must have begun to age because she was stuck in the Nascent Soul Stage for many years and couldn't make any progress.

Jianxiu is sure to escape from her, but there is still a master standing behind him, so he can't provoke her.

Ying Yao's wrists trembled, trying to make his eyes slack, and his lips trembled slightly.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Zhuo Yuanlan's heart, and then he saw Jianxiu shed tears suddenly, turned around and ran away, and sobbed, "I, I... fulfill him."

Jiusujian said in horror: "A Yao?!"

Ying Yao ran into the courtyard that Zhuo Yuanshan had prepared for his teacher, slammed the door with an angry and desperate look, skillfully sealed the seal in his hand to wake up the defensive formation in the courtyard, and cursed secretly: "He If the bastard dares to abandon me without saying a word, I will castrate him!"

Jiu Sujian felt relieved, and agreed, "I think it's okay."