[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Mo Qi squatted under the waterfall in the apse all night.

It wasn't that he wanted to concentrate on cultivating his state of mind, but he was really forced to do so.The thought that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly loosened a bit, and a lot of turbulent emotions suddenly came out along the crack that was pried open, which made Mo Qi red-eyed several times a night, and his thoughts were lucky again and again. Repeatedly did not stop.

Whenever he closes his eyes, the image of Gong Jiu standing in the hot spring, the flexible waist, the sunken waist, and the straight and close legs in his mind...

Mo Qi's face was dark and red, and he was drenched in ice water in the waterfall all night, almost smoothing his head, and only when it was almost dawn, he walked out of the pool wet, dripping He went back to his palace in a hurry, took a shower with cold water and washed it, and when he lay down on the bedside with his clothes on, he remembered that he didn't seem to pay attention to his little apprentice for a long time, whether he would step on the bed at night up.

But since he came back from the Tang Sect, Tang Yuandao didn't live with him anymore, and now he is sleeping with his senior brothers, even if he stepped on the bed, it was the Tang Sect seniors who woke him up.

Mo Qi dazedly closed his eyes and thought wildly for a while, then fell into a slump, drowsiness enveloped his thoughts, and gradually relaxed his nerves that had been tense all day.

The dream began to attract bright smiles to him, and in a trance, he seemed to be holding a piece of smooth flesh, and the smooth touch like milk melted into his palm like a magnet, pulling him all the way to the depths of the dream. fall everywhere.

As his throat rolled, it was as if the illusion of thirst burned Mo Qi's nerves, steaming his brain into chaos, and he just indulged his instincts to gallop in the dreamland, the more he climbed, the more he throbbed...

Mo Qi, who was awakened by himself, sat on the bed in a daze, unable to realize where he was, what he was doing, and why he was here.

He subconsciously lowered his head and lifted the quilt, then his face flushed suddenly, and he quickly closed the quilt again.

Mo Qi frowned: "..."

Mo Qi frowned tightly: "..."

Mo Qi, who was about to twist his brows into twists, felt that he had cultivated a false heart last night.

He bite the bullet and got out of bed, grabbed a piece of clothes from the closet as fast as he could, went to fetch water and took a bath again, before throwing his quilt, bed sheet, and changed clothes into the tub , began to think.

Living in Zhao Zhen's palace, generally speaking, there are servants to help wash these things.But the problem is that he really can't ask the servants to wash these things for him, but if he doesn't let the servants wash them for him, and hangs them out after washing, it will still arouse suspicion.

Mo Qi stood by the tub, and fell into a dilemma for a moment.

Otherwise... pour some ink on it?Mo Qi's eyes were empty, racking his brains to think about this problem that he would never encounter after he was four years old.

No, no.Even if there is ink on the quilt, the quilt, sheets and clothes are all ink, who can't see that there is a problem?

Mo Qi began to wobble on the spot.

He looked at the bathtub with a look of bitter hatred.

Just as he was hesitating, a familiar knocking rhythm sounded outside the palace door.

Gong Jiu rattled twice long and one short as usual, then squeaked and pushed open the palace door.

Mo Qi suddenly felt suffocated, stretched out his hand to pull the screen that was used to cover the bathtub tightly, and immediately returned to the bed to lie down, pretending to be still asleep.

Gong Jiu walked into the gate of the palace, called out to drink soup as usual, looked at the bed, and was stunned.

A pink figure.

is lying down.

Taoist's bed.

Gong Jiu was a little confused by the shock, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he got up too early these days, so he was depressed and his eyes were blurred.

Mo Qi pretended to be just awake, propped himself up, walked to the table and sat down, anxiously recalling his previous behavior when he was half asleep and half awake, and obediently bowed his head to drink the soup.

Gong Jiu swallowed her saliva: "Taoist?"

Mo Qi almost choked on himself, so he deliberately loosened his eyes and looked up at Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu hesitated and said: "You...why did you think of wearing this outfit today?"

Mo Qi lowered his head in doubt, and took a look: "... Cough! Cough cough!" He coughed on the soup, and while coughing, he suddenly got up and strode to the inner room, and opened the wardrobe to change clothes.

Gong Jiu followed behind Mo Qi, with bright eyes: "Don't change, it looks good."

If this lotus root pink color is placed on ordinary people, it will be either gaudy or ridiculous.But Mo Qi's frame can support him, his temperament is refined, and his eyebrows are even more unique. The clothes worn on him not only do not have any rouge and femininity, but for no reason, they give off a fairy air of a gentleman of lotus, which makes Gong Jiu can't help but Think of a bizarre poem.

Make lotus for clothes, collect hibiscus for clothes.I don't know that it's already here, but I love her and believe in Fang.Gao Yu's crown is precarious, and Chang Yu's pendant is Lu Li.Fang and Ze are mixed together, but Zhao's quality is not lost.

How could someone wear such gorgeous and feminine clothes in such... so... It seemed that there was a sense of desolation and detachment in his bones?

Gong Jiu couldn't help licking her lower lip, and her soft lips were stained with a layer of moist water.

"——! Cough! Cough cough!" Mo Qi coughed harder, choking on his own saliva again.

He frowned and pushed Gong Jiu away who was still about to come up and move his feet, and while coughing, he pulled off the pink outer jacket without any hindrance from Gong Jiu, and this time he opened his eyes wide and chose a black long cloak After wearing it, the shame on his face went down a bit.

Gong Jiu was disappointed at first, and then became happy: This is just right, such a special Taoist priest can only be seen by me alone.

The weeds in Mo Qi's heart that Gong Jiu saw were rising and falling again, agitating his heart to beat.

He staggered Gong Jiu's gaze, walked back to the table sullenly, picked up the half-drinked soup again in a concealed manner, and finished it slowly.

After taking the last mouthful of soup, Mo Qi slowly put down the bowl - it wasn't that the soup made by Gong Jiu was so delicious that he didn't want to drink it, it was because he didn't know what to do with Gong Jiu after drinking the soup Talk to me, how to send him out of the palace...

Mo Qi sat stiffly at the table, the more nervous he tried to find a way of thinking, the more blank it became.

While racking his brains, his lips were suddenly licked by something soft and warm: "Soup stains."

Mo Qi's heart, which was already beating the drum, trembled in vain.

Those weeds that were already in a state of turmoil suddenly shuddered and swayed crazily in an instant.The already hasty drumbeat suddenly became crazy and deafening, thump, thump, thump, hit the eardrum wildly as if about to break the heart, and the violent roar of the heartbeat almost drowned Mo Qi's whole body.

He stared blankly, then stood up instinctively - tripped over a chair, stumbled - staggered back, retreated all the way to the edge of the bed, was hit hard by the edge of the bed into the hollow of his knees, and sat down on the bed.

Gong Jiu almost laughed.

This person who was just licked at the corner of his lips, jumped up like a frightened bird, retreated all the way to the edge of the bed, was hit by the edge of the bed and sat down, is it really the calm Daoist Mo?

Mo Qi?

Mo Daoxian?

Wouldn't this--this is also a bit--this is too cute!

Gong Jiu's heart suddenly softened.He thought, after all, he would be the superior person in this relationship, so he should give the Taoist priest some breathing space, so he just smiled meaningfully at Mo Qi, who was still panic-stricken, picked up the soup bowl and said gone.

Mo Qi: "..."

What does Jiu Gongzi's last look mean?Mo Qi looked at the screen from the corner of his eye guiltily, and saw that the tub was stuffed to the brim. ...Shouldn't have found it?

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The reason why Pang Tong was able to overwhelm Li Yuanhao of Xixia after returning to Beijing, making Xixia wolves dare not step half an inch, is indeed because of his extraordinary general talent.

Before Mo Qi had even thought about how to deal with those hot potatoes piled up in the bathtub, Pang Tong's good news had already been sent back to the palace. Apart from casually saying "The Beizhong King is gone", there was nothing left. What they want is a bunch of trivial words like "By the way, help me bring the fermented glutinous rice from the cellar of the Santan Palace, and the baked potatoes in my house, and..." It is obvious that the crusade against the Beizhong King is a matter of Pang Tong. In my eyes, maybe not as important as a baked potato.

Because the letter and evidence of his plot to rebel were indeed received from the palace of the Beizhong King, the Beizhong Wangzhong had been killed on the spot.Those masters who were sent by Bei Zhong Wang to Bashan to search for the treasure map will sooner or later get the news that Bei Zhong Wang has been executed, and they will definitely disperse by then, and there will be no more disturbances.

When everyone arrived at Bei Zhong Wang's palace, Pang Tong was holding Li Xun Huan and rubbing his hands—it was he who held Li Xun Huan's hand and helped Li Xun Huan rub his cold fingers to keep warm.

Wang Lianhua stood far away from the two of them, and was circling around a cannon in red, with a look of wanting to steal the cannon in her eyes.

Tang Yuandao hugged the panda cub in shock: "This...this palace, why is it ruined like this?"

Almost except for the main hall, there are only broken bricks and tiles left in the rest of the place, as well as a few deep and huge pits.

Wang Lianhua said: "Didn't you say that Baozangkou is in this main hall?"

"Then it won't be destroyed like this... What if His Majesty wants to repair and rebuild it?" Tang Huaitian gasped.

Pang Tong snorted and said, "Impossible. There is such a complicated underground palace hidden under this palace. Just because of this, His Majesty will not want to repair this palace and make it his own palace."

After all, if there are some rebels hiding in the underground palace, or someone dug a tunnel from the outside and sneaked into the underground palace to ambush, if something goes wrong, it will be bad.

"Since it won't be rebuilt, it's better to destroy it than to leave this palace idle here and send people to take care of it, so as not to let people occupy the dove's nest." Pang Tong stood up and pointed to the second hall vigorously Those few pits, "See? This entire palace covers an area of ​​nearly [-] acres, and the five cannons are gone."

He patted the red-clothed cannon beside him, a little sighed, and a little melancholy said: "If this baby had appeared earlier, it would not have been so difficult when we fought against Xixia and Liao."

He didn't feel melancholy for a long time, and soon grinned again: "It's not too late to show up now, as long as this baby's manufacturing blueprint and gunpowder secret recipe don't leak out, Da Song won't have to worry about war for the next hundred years!"

"Want to fight? All right! Pull this cold bird out, and shoot it at the other side of the river, at the mountain, and see if the people on the other side dare to cry for war again!"

After Pang Tong finished his music, he didn't forget the business, waved his hands, and led everyone into the main hall with Li Xunhuan.

"According to your speculations, comparing the location of the Beizhong King's palace on the map, this door is indeed in his bedroom, and it is right in front of his bed." Pang Tong said, kicking open the Beizhong King's bed, covering the door. A piece of carpet on the floor.

There was a door hidden under the carpet, Pang Tong and Li Xun Huan pulled the door open, revealing the dark tunnel.

The panda cub was the first to get excited, and pressed its paw on Tang Yuandao's face. For the first time, it moved quickly and jumped down from his arms. Gu Lu Gu Lu rolled into a ball of hair and rolled into the tunnel.

Tang Yuandao and the disciples of the Tang Sect screamed in unison, scrambling to rush in, obviously worried that Zai Zai would be in danger and that they would not be in time to help.

Wang Lianhua slipped and started to sullen A Fei followed the disciples of the Tang Sect and jumped down, followed by Pang Tong and Li Xunhuan.

Deliberately staying until the end, Mo Qi, who wanted to act separately from Gong Jiu, looked at Gong Jiu who was poking beside him, but refused to leave: "..."

He gave in and followed Li Xunhuan into the underground palace.

The road to the underground palace is very dark, after all, it is built underground.Half of the people from Tangmen left, and half stayed.Half of the people who left were those who followed the panda cubs and wanted to chase them back, and the remaining half were those who stayed to dig a hole and take everyone down to the third floor to get the treasure.

Tang Yuanhe was in charge of leading the disciples who stayed behind to help dig the hole. When he raised the machine crossbow, he said casually: "Is it too easy to stand at the door and dig a few holes before going down in such a big underground palace? Is it so big? Isn't the underground palace built in vain?"

The crossbow and arrow with gunpowder came out at the sound, and hit the ground with a bang, but didn't go in, and rolled away.

Tang Yuanhe: "—Back!"

"boom--"

The gunpowder exploded.

After a long while, everyone finally reacted from the aftermath of the explosion.

The disciples of the Tang Sect got up from the ground in disgrace: "Brother Yuanhe, I haven't seen you for a few days, your crow's mouth is still as powerful as ever."

Tang Men's third senior sister squatted down depressed, took out a small shovel and tried: "...It really can't be blown up, we have less gunpowder. General Pang's gunpowder is too much. This structure, if you want to explode It's not easy to explode, and even if it explodes, it will easily cause the ground to collapse. We really have to go through the maze."

Crow's mouth Tang Yuanhe closed his mouth.

Tang Yuandao and Tang Huaitian, who were walking ahead, had panda cubs with them, so it was estimated that nothing would go wrong.Those of them who don't have a panda cub to lead the way are a bit unlucky, and can only identify the map by themselves.

Fortunately, before coming to Beidi, Tang Yuanhe decomposed the maze according to the treasure map, and redrawn the three-layer maze respectively. Before leaving, he drew a few more copies. Yes, there is no problem walking in front of the picture.

Such a long and large-scale underground palace is quite interesting to walk.The key is that it is dark inside and surrounded by people you know, so walking is naturally not so boring.

Relying on the dark, some people with small thoughts can take advantage of the opportunity to move.

For example... Gong Jiu.

Mo Qi numbly took away Gong Jiu's claws which then sneakily rubbed on his waist. A few steps ahead were Pang Tong and Li Xun Huan.

It's a pity that Jiu Gongzi's face is stronger than the wall, he only pretends to be dark in the underground palace, he can't see Mo Qi's staring eyes, he fumbles left and right with his hands, tossing Mo Qi who can only avoid it.

Gong Jiu is relying on the people walking ahead now!Make small moves out of the blue.

After turning a corner, reach out your paws to touch the person in front of you when you can't see it. Anyway, Mo Qi doesn't dare to make a sound, but it's okay to bully him vigorously!Gong Jiu's mind was full of dirty thoughts and he owed a hand while thinking.

The point is, being poked and poked so badly by Gong Jiu is always on the sensitive and fatal part of the waist and abdomen...

Mo Qi evaded and evaded, and he also began to breathe hot, and he became a little annoyed when he hid in the end.

Mo Qi gritted his teeth with some annoyance: I won't hide anymore, if I come again, I'll...!

Gong Jiu's claws lived up to everyone's expectations and pressed on Mo Qi's strong abdominal muscles.

Mo Qi, who had just said harsh words in his heart: "..."

He couldn't help it.

Pang Tong and Li Xun Huan happened to turn the corner ahead, Mo Qi didn't follow, and grabbed Gong Jiu's wrist with his backhand.

Forcibly grabbed Gong Jiu and dragged him into another dark dead end.

Gong Jiu's eyes were bright, and the wrist held by Mo Qi seemed to be bound by steel, and he couldn't break free. The grip made him feel a little ache, but on the contrary, it stirred up... certain thoughts in his head.

The other hand that was still free couldn't help but stretched out, and went around Mo Qi's waist to the back. Before he could reach down, Mo Qi grabbed his wrist tightly with his backhand.

The voices of Pang Tong and Li Xun Huan could no longer be heard.

Gong Jiu leaned forward, raised his face, and the breath he brought out when he spoke just sprayed on Mo Qi's chin: "What are you dragging me for?"

A trace of red flashed in Mo Qi's eyes, and he was so angry at Gong Jiu's shameless questioning: "You know it yourself."

"What do I know?" Gong Jiu's tone was sad, but his demeanor was not sad at all.

He raised his face and lightly licked Mo Qi's chin.

Mo Qi is about to explode—he was blown up by Gong Jiu, his whole body is hot now, and he almost suspects that if he throws himself into the magma at this time, he can directly merge with the hot magma: "Stop it .do not move!"

His voice was squeezed through his teeth.

"Stop?" Gong Jiu smiled, and this time her hot and humid breath came to his neck again: "I didn't move my hand, aren't you still holding it?"

Mo Qi's eyes almost burst into flames.

There is no light in the dark dungeon.Mo Qi couldn't see Gong Jiu's appearance, but he could completely imagine Gong Jiu's expression at this time.

It must be like a snow fox who stole the oil and pretended to be innocent, secretly delighted, his eyes were full of cunning that made people want to grab it and rub it hard.

The red under the eyes gradually became thicker in the darkness, and the tyrannical internal force was about to move again, and a string of electric sparks flashed across the fingertips.

Gong Jiu's wrist was sparked by an electric shock, and she instinctively pulled her hand back, but she couldn't pull it away, but was held even tighter by Mo Qi.

"What—how—" Gong Jiu clearly saw the crackling electric sparks.

Mo Qi smiled, with a tyrant-like viciousness, Gong Jiu could see clearly, because a string of electric sparks illuminated Mo Qi's face and his red eyes.

Mo Qi grabbed Gong Jiu's hand and placed it on his belly: "Don't you really want to touch it?"

Gong Jiu was shivering from the electric shock, his palms were numb, he couldn't feel any abdominal muscles, only a series of slightly tingling, mostly numb electric currents were flowing through his body with the internal force injected into his wrist by Mo Qi: " You, what, what's going on-"

Mo Qi didn't speak, he grabbed Gong Jiu's wrist, clasped his two hands on the wall, raised them over Gong Jiu's head, then leaned down and bit Gong Jiu's lips that were still murmuring what was going on absent-mindedly.

Mo Qi bit Gong Jiu's lower lip, then let go of his teeth, stretched out his tongue and licked the wound on Gong Jiu's lip that was bitten by him, Di Gong Jiu began to tremble after licking, and could not utter a word when he was stammering It came out, all submerged between the entangled lips and tongues of the two.

Gong Jiu's eyes widened, looking at Mo Qi's red eyes, his lips were bitten and licked, sometimes violent and sometimes gentle, making his head go berserk: What's going on?

What's wrong with being taken advantage of - what's the matter with the lightning and the eyes?

No, shouldn't it be me who pushes people down and kisses them? ?Why am I the one being held down and kissed by the priest now? ?

Gong Jiu's rationality, which was about to sink, burst out in an instant, and the alarm bell sounded.

Gong Jiu began to struggle, but it was useless, he was already unable to push Mo Qi's hands as early as Manli, let alone Mo Qi who has already achieved great internal strength.

Except for a few pitiful protests of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" and by the way struggling like a kitten without any strength, it didn't cause any trouble to Mo Qi at all.

Mo Qi was still kissing endlessly, as if he was about to swallow Gong Jiu, squinting his eyes in high spirits like a beast eating.But Gong Jiu was about to suffocate—not in the true sense of suffocation, but because he was almost so kissed that he forgot to breathe.

He was almost unable to stand under the kiss, the internal force that Mo Qi forcibly poured into his body and circulated in his meridians was as if charged with electricity, it was so numb that his limbs became limp, but he and Up to now, Mo Qi still held his hands together, and kissed his mouth together. For the rest of the place, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't touch Mo Qi. When Mo Qi bent down to kiss him, he would She deliberately distanced herself from him so that he would not have a chance to come up to her.

Too much - too much - Gong Jiu thought chaotically in the chaotic brain of being kissed.

How could Mo Qi be so domineering?Such a domineering person should be him!

Gong Jiu was trembling, the powerful inner force had been domineeringly and unstoppably circulated through his meridians for four weeks, and now even separated a touch of his dantian to envelop him.

The feeling of weakness in Dantian being absolutely controlled by others should have made Gong Jiu angry, but at this time, for some reason, it turned into a quagmire that dragged Gong Jiu's limbs weak and slipped down the wall, making him unable to stand foot.

When Gong Jiu was about to faint from the kiss, Mo Qi finally let him go.

Mo Qi parted the lips that were close together, and took a step back, still clasping Gong Jiu's wrist, looking at Gong Jiu who was panting dazedly and with moist red eyes at the corners of his eyes.

Gong Jiu took a few deep breaths, suppressed her panting, and glared at Mo Qi: "What's the matter with you?"

what happened?

Mo Qi also wanted to ask himself this question.

Although he is now in a state of insanity, Mo Qi, who has long been used to restraining all chaotic emotions, can almost be said to rely on insanity to improve his internal strength, shouldn't be so unable to control himself.

If he thought about it, this internal force of chaotic rampage would have been safely and securely in his dantian.

He shouldn't have indulged himself to kiss Gong Jiu at this time. If everything went according to his plan, this kiss should have happened a month later when everything was settled.He survived, so he has the right to stand in front of Gong Jiu, slowly talk about the past with him, and then express his feelings, and finally, at a favorable time and place, this kiss between them happened .

but.

But today, Jiu Gongzi went too far.

—he should be taught a lesson.

Mo Qi squinted his eyes, a violent and unpredictable expression flashed across his face, Gong Jiu felt a little worried when he saw it.

Gong Jiu suddenly had a bad premonition.

He remembered the mental torture in Hexi, looked at Mo Qi's indifferent expression, and moved his wrist, which he couldn't move at all.

Gong Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

In the next second, Mo Qi's lips came close again, touching Gong Jiu's lips, rubbed them tenderly for a few times, then suddenly showed his teeth, and bit his lower lip again.

The internal force that had just stopped began to rush wildly in Gong Jiu's meridians again.

But apart from these lingering lips, there is no place where the two of them touch each other.

It is clear that the lips are tightly attached together, but the other places are separated by such a long distance, and there is no sense of security at all.

Gong Jiu felt uncomfortable. He wanted to get close to Mo Qi, but was suppressed by Mo Qi's internal force and could not move. He could only tremble, and passively raised his head to accept Mo Qi's kiss.

Mo Qi kissed Gong Jiu's lips and asked, "Did I tell you not to move?"

Gong Jiu could only utter a few vague whimpers.

He started to regret it.

He felt that he was going to be eaten by Mo Qi.

Mo Qi bit his lip so painful and numb, as if he wanted to bite off his lip and swallow it.He wanted to touch Mo Qi's generous and reliable chest, but he was suppressed by Mo Qi's internal force and couldn't touch Mo Qi at all. His body was stuck against the cold wall without any sense of security——

But when did he need such a "sense of security"?

Gong Jiu blinked his slack-eyed eyes blankly.

Why would he want to get a "sense of security" from Mo Qi, something he never needed?

Mo Qi's learning ability is really not like that of a human being. He almost instinctively understood where and how hard to bite Gong Jiu's lip, which can make Gong Jiu feel emotional, how to suck and how to soothe the wound on the lip can make Gong Jiu feel emotional. Nine confusion.

Gong Jiu no longer thought rationally about the questions that were running through his mind, he began to sob - but he just kissed Mo Qi!

Gong Jiu closed her eyes resignedly, feeling ashamed and let the tears she couldn't hold back fall from the corners of her eyes, and then was licked away by Mo Qi.

Mo Qi let go of his hand.

Gong Jiu immediately slid down the wall behind him as if his bones had been pulled out, and knelt down on the ground, leaning against the wall behind him and gasping for breath.

Mo Qi took two steps back.

Gong Jiu's eyes were still full of tears that had just been stimulated, and looking through the tears, there were still small, strings of electric sparks flickering around Mo Qi, reflecting his blood-red eyes like a tyrant, condescending looked at him indifferently.

Just standing there is like a suffocating and frightening pool of evil black mud, as if it could pull people into the abyss at any time.

There was not a trace of mess on Mo Qi's body, but there was a glint of water on the corner of his lips, which he licked casually: "Stand up."

Gong Jiu was even more aggrieved, not only did he not stand up, he even bowed his body.

How could he stand up?Gong Jiu crazily scolded Mo Qi for being shameless in his heart, those internal forces have not been withdrawn from his dantian, the tingling sensation like electric shock plus the tingling pain on his lips, it is already good that Gong Jiu can bear it until now without getting sick.

In fact, ever since he wore the jade pendant Mo Qi gave him, Gong Jiu seldom had the desire to get sick—but now, he looked up at the tall and indifferent Mo Qi, the feeling of wanting to be whipped The desire, and began to have a comeback feeling ready to move.

Mo Qi's voice was still as cold as an ice edge, with a strong tone of command: "Stand up."

Gong Jiu propped himself up on the ground, his arms trembling for a while, inexplicably, he suddenly got a special pleasure from this order.

Mo Qi stood three feet away from Gong Jiu, watching Gong Jiu staggeringly leaning against the wall to stand up, with his gray sleeves covering his belly somewhat, his body was still trembling instinctively.

That's because of Mo Qi's internal strength.

Mo Qi: "Take care of your clothes."

Gong Jiu supported the wall and turned her back, so that Mo Qi would not see his embarrassing reaction, she straightened her clothes honestly with shaking hands, and wiped off the dust on her body.

Mo Qi suddenly stepped forward, put his chin on Gong Jiu's shoulder, and hugged him.

Mo Qi's low and magnetic voice came along with the vibration of the chest leaning against him.

"Don't be emotional. Endure it."

Then the next second, Mo Qi placed his palm on the Baihui acupoint on top of Gong Jiu's head.

The domineering internal force suddenly squeezed into the muscles and veins of Gong Jiu's whole body from the Baihui acupoint, carrying a tingling and swelling electric current.

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Outside the underground palace, Tang Yuandao and the others quarreled so much that they were about to fight.

"My master hasn't come out yet! What if something happens!"

"Crap, nothing happened to us, how could something happen to your master, please take care of yourself!"

"No! Something must have happened to my master! Otherwise, why didn't he come out!"

"Can you be more sober! Didn't you see that your master disappeared with Mr. Jiu? The underground palace is dark, who knows if they are in a corner... Right, you will be kicked by a donkey when you go down! "

Tang Yuandao frowned, and was persuaded by Pang Tong.

He squeezed the panda cub's fur paw sadly: "My master was not like this before."

Tang Huaitian sighed, and patted Tang Yuandao's head: "Think better! Your master was a bachelor before, but not now. You should be happy for him!"

Depressed, Tang Yuandao buried his head in the fur on the panda cub's back and sucked wildly.

The panda cub gnawed on a metal pestle, knocked off the gems one by one, and slapped a gem on Tang Yuandao's forehead: "嘤————"

Don't be sad, the stone looks good, here you are.

Tang Yuandao was so moved that he was about to cry: "Wow - panda cubs are more reliable than my master!"

When Mo Qi came out of the underground palace, what he heard was Tang Yuandao's howling.

Mo Qi: "..."

He felt ashamed because he couldn't refute it.

Originally, he went down to the underground palace to hunt for treasure, but what did he do?He dragged the ninth son to flirt and flirt!

Gong Jiu's complexion was ruddy, and he walked up behind Mo Qi with a little weak footsteps: "What are you arguing about?"

Gong Jiu's voice was a little hoarse.

There was still redness in the corners of the eyes, and the eyes were wet, and the lips...the lips were even more red and swollen, and there were marks of being bitten.

A few adults who understand human affairs: "..."

Grass, Daoist, beast!Really dragged Jiu Gongzi to that halfway!

He didn't take advantage of anything, just kissed the whole process, and the rest was to "punish" the ninth son with his internal force, Mo Qi was looked at inexplicably: "...?"

Senior Sister Tang San smiled, and said to Young Master Jiu: "How is it?"

Seeing that everyone was here, Gong Jiu suddenly returned courageously, and smiled slightly: "There is a poem saying, the immortal caresses my head, and the hair is tied for longevity—"

Tang Yuandao covered his ears and yelled, "I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

A good poem, how should he look at it from a normal perspective in the future!

Mo Qi turned his face in embarrassment. After suppressing his obsession, he began to regain his sense of propriety, righteousness and shame. He immediately became stiff and remorseful, so he could only change the subject and said, "Where is Senior Wang?"

Pang Tong sat on the mountain of treasures that had already been carried up, hehe: "Him? He took a bellyband from here and left, saying that he was going to give a gift to Dongfang Bubai Qianli."

Mo Qi: "..."

What gift, a bellyband?

Is this going thousands of miles to give gifts, or to go thousands of miles to send death?

Pang Tong pointed to the treasures piled on the ground: "Anyway, we have already moved all the things up, and it is not too much. It is estimated that not every generation of the king of the Northland can stuff things into the underground palace, and there may be prodigals. But it’s not too little—will you send these things to Bianjing with us later, or are you going to leave first?”

Pang Tong winked and hinted frantically: "If you don't want to send it with us, Xun Huan and I can send these things to Bianjing for you."

Firstly, I can take this opportunity to take Li Xunhuan to spend some time in Bianjing, secondly... it is time to take Li Xunhuan to meet his parents.

Pang Tong was making small calculations, his eyes convulsed almost twitching.

Mo Qi is not blind, how could he not see, he could only say: "Then General Pang and Mr. Li will have to work hard."

Pang Tongle was about to show his teeth, waved his hand and said: "It's a little effort, a little effort!"

——Take your daughter-in-law to see your parents!

General Pang Tong yelled crazily in his heart.

He was so happy that he almost slipped off the treasure pile.

…………

When Mo Qi returned to the palace, it was already getting late.Probably because there was no one around, Gong Jiu finally recalled the scenes in the underground palace again, and this time he didn't stick to Mo Qi to follow him into his room for a while longer.

Mo Qi strode back to the inner room, looked behind the screen, and was shocked: the quilt, bed sheet and clothes in the bathtub, unexpectedly, unexpectedly disappeared!

He hurriedly walked to the window at the back of the hall, leaned over to look outside the hall, and sure enough, he saw the things that had been cleaned by the servants.

Several servants saw him, bowed their heads to salute him, and left without any abnormality.

Mo Qi closed the window.

thought for a while.

...By the way, this is the emperor's palace, how could there be a servant chewing the root of his master's tongue?He was in a hurry and then flustered, flustered in vain.

Mo Qi was determined, walked back to the bed and sat down, then stood up quickly, as if there were nails on the bed.

He didn't feel it when he was impulsive before, but now that he has calmed down, he feels that his behavior in the underground palace is really too reckless and inappropriate.

Mo Qi started to walk back and forth in front of the window.

Ninth Young Master flirts, so why can't I restrain myself?It is clear that he has made up his mind to wait until everything is over before thinking about the showdown. This is the deal, how can this little thought be hidden?

What if... what if they were together, and after half a month, he didn't come back alive?

What should the ninth son do?

Mo Qi stood there uneasy.

After hesitating for a while, he walked to the cabinet and took out a small jar from his bag, which contained wound medicine.

Mo Qi held the small pot tightly, and walked slowly towards the palace where Gong Jiu lived.

I can't hide it anymore.If you can't hide it anymore, let's have a showdown.

He was thinking tangledly, and his steps were so slow that it seemed like a turtle was rubbing against the ground.

When we arrived in front of the gate of Gong Jiudian, the last ray of sunlight was gone.

Starlight streaked across the sky.

Mo Qi's heart was beating like a drum, and he knocked lightly on the palace door of Gong Jiu, and then, as usual, two shorts and one long, and then pushed open the door.

A touch of cool floral fragrance drilled into the nose.

Mo Qi looked at the strange woman who was wearing only purple tulle in front of her, holding a whip and looking at him coldly: "..."

medicine in hand