[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Zhao Frame, a residence built in Liangzhou, was originally a palace used by the royal family in the former dynasty to spend the summer. Later, it was destroyed in the war and was abandoned until Zhao Zhen came to power.Zhao Zhen was so stingy that he directly discarded the destroyed half, and simply rebuilt the intact part, which was regarded as refurbished sloppily, and he didn't want to spend a copper coin.

Today, on the original site of the half-destroyed palace, there are many big guys covered with white cloth, who don't know what they are. Looking at it from a distance, it is very curious.

Pang led the crowd into the hall, and said about the arrangements for the next few days: "You don't understand the matter of leading troops to fight, so leave it to me. Let's do what we are good at, and there will be no delay. You just look at this collection. Baotu, I will arrange the layout of the Northern Expedition."

Ah Fei frowned: "But there are many martial arts masters around that Beizhong King, and even the disciples of the Tang Sect couldn't please him."

Pang Tong sighed, stopped in his tracks, raised his hand and pointed at the things covered in white cloth that everyone had been curious about for a long time: "Do you know what those are?"

Wang Lianhua put her hands on her forehead with great interest and looked: "What is it?"

Pang Tong stood there for a while, the expression on his face became a little strange, the corners of his mouth moved up and down as if he was desperately suppressing some emotion, after restraining for a long time, a look of excitement slipped out uncontrollably.He rubbed his hands: "Hey, let's go, I'll take you to have a look."

Li Xunhuan had no choice but to say, "Let's take everyone down first..."

Pang Tong couldn't hold back his excitement, and waved his hand: "Let everyone watch the cannon first!"

The white cloth was lifted one by one, revealing nearly a hundred red-clothed cannons covered underneath.The black muzzle makes people panic just standing in front of it.

Pang Tong patted the shiny cannon, with tenderness in his eyes, as if he was touching his own child: "This baby was made according to the blueprint sent by General Zhennan. , I tried it once, my dear... If this thing is blown up in front of Li Yuanhao's grandson, I'm afraid it will blow his urine out!"

Li Xun Huan laughed, and stabbed Pang Tong in the waist.

Pang Tong held his breath: "...It's very powerful anyway." Li Xunhuan stopped him from swearing, and Pang Tong suddenly felt that he had lost half of his soul, "...this is what was sent this month. According to Li Guanghan, the last At the beginning, what they made was a kind of hand-held torch that was not very powerful. This cannon was only researched by him. Considering that Li Yuanhao's grandson—that guy is always restless, he handed me a blueprint. Now His Majesty has a copy of this blueprint, and it is estimated that the generals guarding the frontier will receive a batch of gifts soon."

Zhao Zhen is picky, but he picks it all at his own expense.He will not be stingy with such an important weapon that can strengthen the military and maintain the stability of the frontier.

"Just tell me, which master can withstand the power of this treasure? When this cannon is fired, the mountain can be flattened." Pang Tong said with a red face, "Really, if it wasn't for the high cost and the great noise , I really want to show you how powerful this baby is right now. No man can resist the charm of this red cannon!"

Li Xun Huan hit Pang Tong again: "The name of this cannon is clearly Hanniao."

Pang Tong held his breath again: "...that's a mother, why did you call it that name!" He was a little unwilling, "Red Clothes Cannon is such a bright name, it's very impressive when you hear it! You take this baby out and introduce it, and say it's called 'Han Bird', what deterrent is there?"

Others who have never met Li Guanghan and Qiandiao are still confused about what Pang Tong and Li Xunhuan are arguing about, but Gong Jiu and Mo Qi immediately thought of why the red cannon was taken by Li Guanghan "Cold Bird", such a name has nothing to do with the cannon itself.

Gong Jiu looked at Hanniao, and then at Mo Qi, who was still keeping a straight face, and suddenly felt sour.

...Even Li Guanghan and Qiandiao have achieved true results, and even sweetly created a cold bird with their own name, but he and Mo Qi haven't even kissed yet? !

This will not work!Just today, in this Liangzhou palace, he must kiss the Taoist priest at least once!

With this mentality in mind, when everyone settled their salutes and joined Pang Tong and Li Xun Huan who had already arranged tactics for tomorrow, Gong Jiu disappeared.

Mo Qi walked into the conference hall, and subconsciously looked for the shadow of the ninth son, but found nothing, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed: "... Can you see the ninth son?"

Wang Lianhua said sourly: "Young Master Ninth also has his own things to do, why Daoxian, you still want to tie him to your belt every day, so that it is normal that you can see him everywhere at all times?"

I really can't stand this pair of juniors!

Pang Tong walked into the hall triumphantly, followed by Li Xunhuan with red ears and slightly swollen lips: "Come on, take out the treasure map, let's study together." He moved a chair for Li Xunhuan graciously while talking, and He hugged a warm mug and stuffed it into Li Xunhuan's arms, as if he was taking care of not Li Feidao who was completely healthy and freed from tuberculosis, but a delicate and frail little wife.

Li Xun Huan couldn't laugh or cry because of Pang Tong's clingy, clingy appearance like a big dog, and he pushed him away helplessly: "Since you want to study, then you should sit down quickly."

Wang Lianhua turned her head, feeling sore again, thinking to herself that it's no wonder that my disciple didn't want to come over, it's making everyone sour.

Mo Qi then took out the scroll in his arms and called everyone to gather to see it.He unfolded the scroll, and first gave everyone a basic idea: "I and the ninth son both feel that this treasure map does not seem to be from the Tang Dynasty, but it seems to be from the hands of people from our dynasty. The ink is used for calligraphy and painting in the picture. Gold is the unique ink-making method of the Wen family. When Tai Zu was there, he saw that the ink was smooth and rich, yet luxurious, so he designated this ink as imperial tribute ink, and it is still continued in the palace today. use."

Pang Tong glanced at it: "I belonged to the painting, so the treasure is really there, right?"

Mo Qi paused: "There should be."

Pang Tong raised his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter when he was born, as long as there are treasures, anyway, they will be handed over to the capital when they are dug out."

Mo Qi hummed, then lowered his head and began to study the treasure map.After seeing it for a while, he subconsciously straightened up and turned his head, wanting to talk to Gong Jiu.

Standing beside him was Wang Lianhua with an expression of interest. Feeling Mo Qi's slightly dazed eyes, she straightened up: "Daoxian, what do you think I am doing?"

Senior Sister Tang San chuckled: "I'm afraid it's not Senior Wang, but the Ninth Young Master who isn't around!"

Mo Qi's run-on face felt hot for a while, he pursed his lips and looked down at the painting with a straight face.

Senior Sister Tang San whispered to Tang Yuandao who was feeding her panda cubs: "Look at your master, you stare at Master Ninth as if you are staring at the eyeball...Maybe you will have more mistresses in a while. "

Tang Yuandao sighed and shook his head: "It's going to rain, Master is going to marry Master's wife, God's will cannot be violated!"

Mo Qi's ears were so red that he was about to bleed, and he couldn't help but growled in annoyance: "Tang Yuandao!"

Tang Yuandao pursed his lips, hugged his furry panda cub, and ran out of the palace for a stroll.When he came, he found a bamboo grove along the road. He didn't dare to touch the bamboo, but he could still steal one or two bamboo shoots for his son, so as to taste what the bamboo shoots from the royal palace were like.

The panda cub was half dozing off and half eating fruit, neither moving nor struggling, obedient as a stuffed bear toy, Tang Yuandao led him to run, his lightness skill was not particularly stable, and he was a little wobbly The panda cub was shaken to sleep.As soon as the claws were loosened, Guoguo rolled down, and the palace people who were staring at it eagerly behind them rushed up, and looked at the half-gnawed Guoguo by the panda cub:

"Oh, your teeth look good!"

"This fruit is only so big, how can it be enough for a small hair ball!"

"I dropped it after eating half of it. I'm sure I'll be hungry in a while. I'd better send some more fruit to Young Master Tang's palace..."

"Oh, so cute!"

The palace people sighed one after another, obviously their hearts had been completely melted by the black and white bear that caught a glimpse, otherwise how could they see the cuteness from a half-gnawed fruit core.

In the hall, Li Xun Huan relieved the tense-faced national teacher with empathy: "Everyone, look at the painting."

The third senior sister of the Tang family giggled a few times, holding back her stomach full of bad water for the time being: "This picture is not a landscape at all, nor is it a scene, the lines are regular, horizontal and vertical...it looks like a maze. "

A Fei stared at this picture for a long time: "But these lines still overlap, it looks like many layers of mazes are stacked together. How can we tell which ones are on the same layer and which ones are not?"

"Thickness? Color? Mark? It doesn't seem to be." Pang Tong searched carefully, but couldn't think of a clue.

Wang Lianhua pointed at the four ends of the messy thread: "And there is no entrance or exit to this maze."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked around the messy line, but they did not find the entrance and exit.

"It's strange, is the entrance and exit not at the outer end, but somewhere in the middle?" The third senior sister of the Tang Sect frowned, studying the picture.

"We're here to help too!"

Tang Huaitian's voice came from the door of the conference hall, with a hearty smile in his voice.Everyone turned their heads to look around, and saw beside Tang Huaitian, besides the half of the disciples he had taken away, there was also a tall and thin man.

"Junior Brother Yuanhe!" Senior Sister Tang San said in surprise, "Did Senior Brother actually rescue you!"

Tang Yuanhe smiled, followed Tang Huaitian and all his disciples into the hall: "I was already planning to escape."

Tang Huaitian, who thought he was going to die, was rescued alive. Tang Huaitian was in a happy mood: "Junior Yuanhe was already prepared. King Beizhong gave him the medicine to seal the internal energy, so he didn't guard around the house where he was trapped." Arrange some masters. Probably because he is in a hurry to find the lost treasure map at this time, so he sent all those masters out, and has no time to take care of Yuan and Junior Brother."

"We disciples of the Tang Sect don't lose their minions if we lose our internal strength. Junior brother Yuanhe has already set up a mechanism in the room. We cooperated with him inside and outside and knocked down the people stationed around his room. I didn’t dare to love to fight, so I came back directly.”

Li Xun Huan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Indeed. Now that the treasure map is in our hands, the most important thing for King Bei Zhong right now is to retrieve the treasure, not to trade with Tang Sect." He looked at Pang Tong with a serious expression, "If so, then now should be the best time to attack the North."

"All the masters bought by King Bei Zhong went to Bashan to get back the treasure map. Now is the time for Beidi to guard empty. Before King Bei Zhong knows that we have come to Liangzhou with the treasure map, we should Seize this time difference and catch him off guard!"

Pang Tong strongly agrees, and does not intend to continue to fight this treasure map.As he said at the beginning, each of them should do what they are good at, and there will be no delay in the two. What he should do now is not to continue to ponder with everyone here, but to seize the opportunity and win the Beizhong King in one fell swoop.

The treasure map can be saved and cracked slowly, but such a good opportunity to conquer the North is an opportunity that cannot be missed and will never come again.

Li Xunhuan and Pang Tong immediately got up and left the meeting room. Before leaving, Wang Lianhua looked at the treasure map that was no longer so attractive in his eyes, and followed him for a walk.

Rather than staying here and looking at the treasure map in a daze, and solving this boring maze, Wang Lianhua wanted to find out for herself how powerful the red-clothed cannon Hanniao, which Pang Tong said was so powerful, was so amazing. As for Pang Tong, every time he mentions it, his eyebrows are beaming, with a look of enthusiasm.

He couldn't watch the excitement of the imperial court's attack on Heimuya last time, but Wang Lianhua didn't want to miss the excitement of the Pang family's army's expedition to the north this time.

The departure of Pang Tong and others did not affect the thinking of the people in the hall.

Tang Yuanhe pointed to the words next to the treasure map and said: "Generally, the words and pictures on the treasure map have special meanings. They either complement each other or explain each other, but there are very few words with so few words...' The treasure of the hill, what does this mean?"

"This maze is actually on the mountain?" Ah Fei guessed.

Mo Qi shook his head: "If the maze is actually built in the mountains, it should be that the lines in the middle are dense and the lines on both sides are sparse. But in the picture, the overlapping density of the lines is the same. This shows that no matter how many layers of the maze there are, The upper and lower areas of each layer of the maze are equal."

"If a maze of this size is built on the ground, I'm afraid it won't be able to hide its traces... Could it be that this is actually an underground palace?" Tang Yuan asked.

Tang Huaitian nodded: "It's possible. But it's still the most basic question. We can delay solving the maze, but at least we need to know where the maze is built."

Ah Fei said, "Could it be underground in the palace of King Bei Zhong?"

"Huh?" Tang Yuanhe turned his face sideways to look at this young man with a firm face and deep eyebrows.

A Fei said bluntly: "I just thought, this treasure map was exiled from the hands of Bei Zhong Wang, so how did he get this treasure map?"

Tang Yuanhe pondered for a while: "Do you think that this treasure map may have been passed down from generation to generation by the Beizhongwang family?"

Ah Fei nodded: "He is a king with a different surname. The first king of the Northland was entrusted with the founding of the country by the ancestors. Doesn't it coincide with the time when this treasure map appeared? And this can also explain why the King of Beizhong got this piece. There is no information about the treasure map that he has searched for this treasure map before. Doesn’t that mean that this treasure map is in his hands, not that he searched for it outside? "

"What this little brother said is very reasonable." Tang Yuanhe's eyes lit up, and his face showed a bit of intimacy, "If this is the case, it can also explain why no one noticed the construction of such a large-scale underground palace— ——If this underground palace was secretly built by the first king of the Northland when he was building the palace of the King of the Northland, then it would be much easier to hide the truth."

Mo Qi didn't speak again, but he also felt that A Fei's guess should be right.

Dongfang Bubai has always felt that this treasure map is very important to the shadow people, so he believes that this treasure map is the Tang Emperor's treasure map.But if it is said that this treasure map was left to future generations by the first king of the Northland, it can also explain why Dongfang Bubai got the news that "the treasure map is very important".

After all, the treasures painted in the Tang Emperor's Treasure Map lasted from the period of Emperor Gaozu of Tang Dynasty to the decline of Tang Dynasty, and accumulated a group of treasures for the entire dynasty.The same is true for this map of the treasures of the King of the North. It has been accumulated since the reign of the first King of the North, that is, the founding emperor Song Taizu.

"What I don't understand is, since this treasure is passed down from family, why do we need a treasure map? Wouldn't it be better to pass word of mouth for this kind of secret?" Tang Huaitian asked hesitantly.

Tang Yuanhe shrugged: "It cannot be said so absolutely. If so, wouldn't it be meaningless for those treasure maps that have appeared in the rivers and lakes? After all, there are people who can't trust words and only believe in pen and ink. You have to admit it Some old things, recorded on paper, are indeed preserved longer than word of mouth. Just like the secret books in our Tangmen secret room, isn't that the case?"

Ah Fei said again: "Besides, this can also explain why there is no entrance and exit to the maze of treasure pictures."

Tang Yuanhe's eyes lit up: "That's right! Because the entrance to the maze is not outside, but inside the palace!"

He looked at the words "treasure of the hill" for a while, and chewed it several times in his mouth: "treasure of the hill... Wait, look at this location, this place—is it a mountain?" Character?"

Tang Yuanhe pointed to the center of the treasure map, a little excited: "Is this a mountain character!"

Everyone looked carefully, except for those messy lines, there is indeed a regular mountain character here.

"This location, if it's in the Beizhong King's palace, it's in the main hall, his bedroom." Tang Huaitian, as a person who stepped on the spot, recalled it casually, and compared the two maps.

"Then it all makes sense! After all, it's better to step on your feet to make people feel at ease when you hide something like a treasure. No matter how well the entrance of the treasure is buried, it's better to keep it under your nose!" Tang Yuanhe said happily, "Little brother is really smart! I don't know how to call him?"

A Fei is a straight-hearted person, without thinking too much: "My name is A Fei."

Tang Yuanhe's smile froze: "..."

Why does it have the same name as Tang Yuandao's little bastard's panda cub?

As the father who once stole the cub by Tang Yuandao, Tang Yuanhe silently closed his mouth, and his excitement was immediately poured down with a basin of cold water.

It is really Tang Yuandao, the bear thief, who has brought too much psychological shadow on him!

Tang Yuanhe changed the topic: "...Then the word "mountain" framed two entrances, which one is true and which one is false?"

Mo Qi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "One is true and the other is false. The two places framed by the word "mountain" are the entrance and the other is the place where the treasure is hidden."

He walked quickly to the inside, found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, quickly expanded the treasure map on the paper, and then wrote down the opening on the right side of the mountain character with one stroke, the strokes meandering, Anyone whose brain can keep up with Mo Qi's speed will be surprised that he has solved the whole maze.

When Tang Yuanhe reached the first three corners of the first floor, his eyes had already started to shine. As for other people, they also reacted when Mo Qi drew the second and third floors. What is Mo Qi doing.It took half a cup of tea to draw this stroke, and finally stopped in another frame of the mountain character.

All in all, the two frames of the mountain character, one is the entrance and the other is the midpoint.

Tang Huaitian narrowed his eyes: "... Is there a hole in the head of the king of the Northland?" He couldn't believe it, "He has created such a big underground palace, and put the treasure's hiding place on the left hand side directly under the entrance ? Then we go directly to the entrance and dig three holes to go straight to the third underground floor, and then cut through the wall on the left, wouldn’t we be able to skip all the mazes and get the treasure right away?”

Tang Yuanhe said with a smile: "You can't ask too much of him. Think about our Tai Zu's character, the first Northern King was able to get back a king with a different surname under Song Tai Zu's hands, instead of fighting with other heroes. Just being released from military power with a glass of wine is enough to show how this person is."

If he hadn't confirmed that there was no threat to him, would Zhao Kuangyin choose him as a model of kindness, and let him challenge his authority as a king with a different surname?

As soon as Tang Yuanhe said this, everyone's last doubt was gone.Tang Huaitian slammed his mouth, feeling that the joy and joy of seeing the treasure map when he first saw the treasure map had been completely focused on this word.

Senior sister Tang San sighed, and patted her senior brother on the shoulder: "It's a good thing! Our junior brother Yuanhe didn't suffer any injuries, and this Northern King's treasure is quite easy to get, it's a good thing!"

The disciples of the Tang Sect left in disappointment and lack of interest.

Ah Fei blinked his eyes, feeling a little confused. He didn't know why everyone was still losing their minds after they had clearly solved the problem.He decided not to think about this question, and invited Mo Qi: "Master, there is a hot spring behind this palace, which seems to be pretty good. I brought wine, do you want to go together later?"

Mo Qi was still wondering why Gong Jiu didn't come, shook his head and said: "I want to find Mr. Jiu, he has been away for an afternoon, and now it's getting late and he hasn't come back yet, I'm worried if he's in some trouble."

Ah Fei choked for a moment, hugged his iron sword speechlessly, said nothing, and left without looking back.

Pooh!Mouth full of sour smell.

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Gong Jiu seemed to have something serious to do this time, Mo Qi hugged his bathrobe with great concern, and when he came to the hot spring alone, Gong Jiu hadn't come back yet.

Not only that, even the secret guard couldn't tell what Gong Jiu was doing, which made Mo Qi very worried, and always felt that he couldn't let it go.

Mo Qi stood by the hot spring in a daze for a while, when he woke up, the hot spring had already echoed his long sigh that he didn't know when.

The sound hit the water-filled stone room, swayed back and forth, and hit Mo Qi's own ears, only then did he realize that he was losing his mind again because of Gong Jiu.

Mo Qi immediately tightened his face seriously, put down his clothes and wine jar by the stone wall, removed his clothes, leaving only a pair of underpants to cover his body, and slid down the stone wall.

Zhao Zhen will restore the Liangzhou Palace because there are nearly a hundred hot spring pools in the Liangzhou Palace.The hot spring that Mo Qi entered had the effect of invigorating blood and soothing collaterals, so the temperature was naturally higher, so Mo Qi removed the cork of the wine, poured the wine into a small wine glass on the side, and placed it on a plate floating on the water to warm it .

Then I started to be dazed.

Where did the ninth son go?Mo Qi's eyes were empty, his body relaxed slightly and he leaned against the stone wall behind him, letting the water waves swing away, and patted his chest and arms exposed out of the water.

The plate lightly bumped into Mo Qi's arm, then hit it again, and hit it again, but Mo Qi didn't respond at all, and was only concerned with worrying that it was almost the second watch, and Gong Jiu hadn't come back yet.Could it be that he met some powerful person, what if something happens?

The more Mo Qi thought about it, the more annoying he became. Originally, he planned to rest in the hot spring, but now his heart and head were so full of thoughts about Gong Jiu that he was about to explode.

He was in a daze when he heard someone's bare feet stepping on the wet stone slab, deliberately making a splashing sound.

He turned his head in doubt, and passed through the cloud-covered mist in the hot spring stone room, and saw Gong Jiu standing by the pool, squinting at him.

Mo Qi's whole body froze immediately, and subconsciously sank into the water: "Master Ninth?" He was almost instinctively nervous, swallowing his saliva, "You...you're back?"

He wanted to ask where you went, what did you do, why did you come back so late... He swallowed them all, reorganized them and spit them out, and it became a sentence of "Are you back?"

Gong Jiu snorted, her eyes stopped squinting, not only stopped squinting, but also widened her eyes, staring at Mo Qi, staring at Mo Qi so deeply that she could only drown in her chest The water immediately covered half of his neck.

Mo Qi swallowed again nervously: "You...why are you here?"

The old god Gong Jiu started to take off his clothes on the ground: "I'm here to soak in the hot spring."

Mo Qi was clearly soaking in the scalding hot spring, but his hairs were so frightened that his hair stood on end, his back was firmly pressed against the stone wall, as if he wanted to squeeze himself into the stone: "You...you... There is also an unoccupied hot spring next to it."

Gong Jiu was very righteous: "Why should I go to a hot spring where there is no one?"

There wasn't a Taoist priest soaking in those hot springs, how could He De let Gong Jiu stay awake in the middle of the night to come and visit him?

Mo Qi's eyes started to wander around the stone room, looking at the water, the fog, and the ceiling, but he didn't dare to look around Gong Jiu.A pair of thin lips were also tightly pursed, and the muscles all over his body were tense. Those who knew knew that he was soaking in a hot spring, but those who didn't knew thought he was sitting in a water prison, otherwise how could he be so nervous.

Accompanied by the sound of splashing underground water, the water surface of the hot spring swayed, and the waves of water pushed Mo Qi's body, which made him more and more nervous - he couldn't help being nervous, because Gong Jiu could clearly feel the movement around him. The water under him.

Mo Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and moved to the right, intending to stay away from Gong Jiu.

But before the water waves caused by his movement even hit the stone wall, Gong Jiu had already leaned over softly, with a gentle breath in his ear: "Why are you running?"

Mo Qi suffocated.

He had already forgotten how to exhale the breath just now, and his whole body collapsed like a stone sculpture.

However, it was precisely because his back collapsed too straight that the chest that had been hidden under the water was exposed again, and the pink skin warmed by the hot spring rolled with drops of water. It was impossible to tell whether it was nervous sweat or Spring water of hot springs.

The bulging and strong chest stopped heaving due to tension, and he held his breath and remained motionless. The perfect and explosive lines also carried the meaning of restraint and forbearance at this time, which reflected in Gong Jiu's eyes made his throat even more thirsty up.

Gong Jiu's eyes darkened, and before Mo Qi's brain returned to normal, he stretched out his hand to hold Mo Qi's head, and leaned over.

The two lips collided unconsciously.

First, there was the pain of the broken lip, and then the numbness of the lips and tongue rubbing and sucking each other, warm and soft——

Mo Qi leaned back in horror, almost fell into the water: "What are you doing?!"

The instinct to breathe finally returned to his brain, and the oxygen was re-inhaled into his chest. I don't know if it was because of the mist from the hot spring, which made his head dizzy for a while, and he almost couldn't sit still.

Gong Jiu licked the lower lip that was broken by the teeth, there was a familiar slyness in the eyes, and there was a trace of unsatisfied desire: "It's just a kiss."

Mo Qi was dizzy, and took another step back: "What—what is——"

What do you mean by just kissing? !

The corner of the mouth was bitten by Gong Jiu, and the feeling of eagerly sucking is still there. Besides the tingling pain, there is another kind of numbness and impulse that is hotter than the hot spring, and rushes along the heart and every vein. Into the limbs and bones.

Mo Qi froze.

The original aura of questioning was lost in half.

Guiltily, he moved back again, slightly bent his legs, and felt ashamed to move under the surface of the water even if he moved his eyes.

Such a weak, helpless and flustered look, coupled with the familiar forbearance and restraint, instantly made Gong Jiu's heart swell, as if a feather was scratching the tip of his heart, encouraging him to take a step closer, and then a step closer: "Why, don't you like it?"

Mo Qi: "I—"

Don't like the last three words, completely stuck in his throat.

Mo Qi couldn't help lowering his eyes and peeking at the surface of the canthus secretly, feeling that it would be hypocritical for him to say that he didn't like it at this time.

He clasped his hand on the stone wall in the water, exerted a little force, and actually left five deep pit marks on the stone wall.

Gong Jiu moved an inch closer: "Then do you hate me kissing you?"

Mo Qi rolled his Adam's apple nervously.

Don't—don't come any closer—

How could it be annoying!

Gong Jiu squinted his eyes, with determination and confidence in his eyes, he said firmly: "If you don't hate it, then you like it!"

Mo Qi was so startled that he almost jumped out of the water: "...!" He straightened his tongue stiffly, "That's not what I said..."

Gong Jiu pressed her step by step: "Don't you like me?"

Mo Qi retreated back and forth nervously, the drops of water rolling down his chest were no longer spring water, but sweat from nervousness: "I—I—don't get close!"

Mo Qi, who had no way to retreat, bent his legs and growled in pain and anger: "Don't come here! You can't!"

Gong Jiu almost leaned against Mo Qi: "Why not? Are you a broken sleeve?"

Gong Jiu raised his brows—Mo Qi was devastated to find that such a small gesture made him feel so damn attractive—sneered and said, "You're not broken sleeves, so why are you blushing?"

Gong Jiu stood up from the water with a splash, her slender and perfect figure, fair and slightly powdered skin were reflected in Mo Qi's eyes, and it was the first time that Mo Qi widened his eyes like this: "You——what are you doing? sit down!"

"I won't sit." Gong Jiu not only didn't sit, but also stretched out his hand, taking advantage of the moment when Mo Qi's mind was shaken, he suddenly pulled him up from the hot spring, glanced down, and immediately the corners of his mouth curled up.

Gong Jiu approached Mo Qi who was frozen in place, the corners of his eyes were ambiguously red, and pointed at a part of Mo Qi that was full of energy: "That's it, why are you pretending?"

Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Well, it's bigger than the last time I saw it."

Mo Qi: "..."

Mo Qi: "...!"

Realizing what Gong Jiu saw and what he was saying, Mo Qi turned red all of a sudden.

He opened Gong Jiu's hand that was holding his shoulder, stumbled a few steps back, took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't control the emotion of his heart collapsing and breaking the embankment, he almost jumped out of the water like fleeing, extremely flustered He reached out to pick up the clothes on the shore.

In the next second, no one was there.

Gong Jiu could only feel a gust of wind in front of him, and Daoist Mo, who was still as big as standing in front of him, disappeared completely.

Feeling absurd and funny, Gong Jiu stood there for a long while, slowly recalling the expression on Mo Qi's face every second just now, and laughing as he recalled.

At first it was just a low laugh, and finally it turned into a series of clear and bright laughs, just like when he was singing the song "Moonrise" in front of the Mo Qi window that day.

He turned around, rubbed his hands in the clothes he put on the shore for a while, and took out a few exquisite small bottles from it.

Originally, he thought that these small bottles might not be available until some time later, but judging by today's situation...

Gong Jiu sat down in the hot spring again, and contentedly pushed aside the small bottles one by one and sniffed carefully.

Hmm... this mint one is not suitable for the first time, you can wait for the Taoist master to get used to it before trying it.Hmm... this sweet-scented osmanthus is too rich, the Taoist priest definitely doesn't like it.Ah, this rose dew smells pretty good...

Sitting in the hot spring, Gong Jiu dreamed of doing whatever he wanted with the Taoist priest.

On the other side, in the palace where Mo Qi lived.

The door of the hall was smashed open, and Mo Qi, who was wearing a messy purple dress, panted fiercely, rushed all the way into the back hall, crashed into the man-made rockery behind the hall, and rushed into the icy waterfall.

There was a tinge of red in the pitch-black eyes, the tyrannical internal force crazily overflowed from the skin of the body, there was a faint sound of thunder roaring as the air twisted and rubbed, and the black hair scattered behind him automatically with the internal force without wind, even With the erosion of the waterfall, he can't restrain his internal force from baring his teeth and claws.

Mo Qi stood for a while gritting his teeth in the waterfall with his eyes closed. Those internal forces that were so terrifying that they almost wiped out electric sparks were finally forcibly suppressed by his extraordinary restraint, and he was forced to turn around obediently. Back to the dantian, strands of strands circulate in the meridians step by step, gradually turning into smooth and usable internal force.

When he opened his eyes again, the crimson in Mo Qi's eyes had disappeared, and he returned to calmness and stability.And the waterfall that was still hitting his body fiercely, was cut off an inch away by the solidified internal force when it was about to touch his body.

Mo Qi turned his head slightly, his eyes flashed across the bamboo forest a hundred meters away.

He stood still.

After half a breath, the bamboo forest suddenly trembled a few times, and then fell down without warning.

The incision of the broken bamboo body was smooth and smooth, as if being chopped down by an invisible big knife.

Mo Qi stared at the bamboo forest felled by the internal force for a while, then withdrew the external internal force, and slowly sat down under the waterfall.

Without the interception of internal force, the waterfall continued to wash against Mo Qi's body, making a huge impact sound.

Mo Qi sat for a while, couldn't help but opened his eyes and began to waver: "The internal strength has been completed, can I...

Mo Qi clenched his fist subconsciously.

The little bud in the heart has grown a continuous patch of weeds at some point, and it is swaying and agitating the beating heart of the owner.