Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 247 Big White Gemini

Mu Lier lay down and pretended to faint, which was actually her agreement.

Walking in the martial arts world, not being particular about small matters, not allowing his apprentice to kiss him, is he going to allow Su Qingqi and that mysterious little girl to kiss him? Mu Lier doesn't have any strange hobbies.

Mu Lier is twenty-six years old this year. She started to venture into the world at the age of sixteen. She behaves freely and casually, but she is chaste and pure. There has never been any scandal about her. Her first kiss has always been... It was really difficult for her to kiss in front of such a large group of people, so she had to pretend to faint.

The master and the disciple have hugged and rubbed against each other before. If you really want to talk about it in detail, a kiss is not a big deal. There is no need to deceive yourself... But this is the truth. Mu Lier has always been entangled in the ethics of master and disciple and has been unable to get over that hurdle. But now she really does not have the energy to think about the consequences of kissing and hugging with her disciple.

In fact, she was not completely pretending to be unconscious. No one knew what kind of poison had been given to her. At this moment, she seemed to be feeling almost the same as when a cold poison took effect. Her whole body was cold, but her internal organs were burning hot, as if she had been hit by some evil martial arts that combined both yin and yang, and she felt cold and hot at times.

In the past, when the cold poison took effect, although Mu Lier's consciousness was confused and drowsy, this also caused her every move and every word to be sincere. But at this moment, under the burning feeling in her internal organs, she was awakened by a burst of stimulation as soon as her consciousness was slightly drowsy.

Coma is the body's protective mechanism. The head is groggy and the poison will feel better when it takes effect. Now that her consciousness is extremely clear, Mu Lier can even feel the cramping, coldness and burning in every inch of her skin, flesh and meridians.

In a trance, Mu Lier even felt that the pain was a bit more than the rumored lingchi.

It was indeed the torture poison specially made by the Tang family. Mu Lier guessed that this was the complete form of the poison, as it was only a semi-finished product before.

I am also very lucky to be able to eat this poison... Although in the final analysis, it is her fault that she was on the ship and her vigilance was lowered, and she actually ate the food sent by the palace...

Mu Lier was half joking in her heart, and sometimes silently reflecting on herself... But with her personality, the fact that she actually laughed at herself at this moment only proved that she had no other choice. She could only think of all sorts of things in her heart to attract some attention and make herself feel better.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Mu Lier and saw that she was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, but she felt even more unspeakable in her heart.

She saw that Su Qingqi and Mu Lier were secretly jealous of each other, so she said this to deliberately anger Su Qingqi... In fact, there was no need for mouth-to-mouth contact at all, and this internal energy was not so ambiguous.

Of course, when the palms are pressed together or the lips and teeth are touching, the effect is definitely better with the latter, but the difference is not that big... the former absorbs three parts of the poison, and the latter absorbs four parts of the poison, that's the only difference.

But looking at Mu Lier's expression, if she doesn't take drugs, she will probably die from the pain. Su Qingqi also knows the seriousness of the matter and knows the general situation. Although she looks a little dissatisfied, she is well-behaved and doesn't say anything.

Then wouldn't it be useless for her to say this except to make herself very angry?
She underestimated the young lady of the Su family, and thought she was just a jealous, narrow-minded and shallow woman...

Xiao Yuanmu found it boring and was too lazy to think about these matters between men and women. She took a sip of tea, then raised her hand and held Zhao Wumian's hand. Her internal energy flowed into Zhao Wumian's body, and she quickly circulated two big cycles along the exercise route of the Beiming Divine Art. She then told Zhao Wumian the exercise formula.

"The Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Ren Meridian are the foundation of the Beiming Divine Art. Among them, the Tanzhong acupoint is the most important of the important points. It is the place where qi is stored. Humans have four seas: the stomach is the sea of ​​water and grain, the Chong Meridian is the sea of ​​the twelve meridians, the Tanzhong is the sea of ​​qi, and the brain is the sea of ​​marrow..."

The formula for the Bei Ming Divine Art is very long, but Zhao Wumian is no longer the novice in martial arts. He closes his eyes and senses, memorizing the formula while also being able to feel Xiao Yuanmu's inner breath...

It is exactly the same as Zhao Wumian’s internal energy, and they share the same origin.

The two of them practiced the same internal skill.

"What kind of internal energy is this?" Zhao Wumian asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him, as if he knew what he was thinking, and smiled faintly, "This internal skill was originally called "Wan Wuchen", which is a martial art that combines internal skills, swordsmanship, light skills, and boxing skills. Later, you called it "Taixuan Sutra" because of Taixuan Palace... Remember?"

Zhao Wumian shook his head silently.

Wan Wuchen, he knew that Song Yun had said before that there was the shadow of Wan Wuchen in Wan Yuexian, and Wan Wuchen was Jiuer's martial arts, and it could also be said to be the martial arts of the royal family of Chen Kingdom.

Xiao Yuanmu continued, "The Bei Ming Divine Art that I am teaching you now was not originally called this name. It had another name, but I called it this name because you once wrote a book for me called The Legend of Heroes, and the Bei Ming Divine Art was one of the techniques in it... You don't remember it either?"

Zhao Wumian still shook his head.

Xiao Yuanmu's expression did not change. Instead, his tone was a little gentle as he said, "It's OK if you don't remember. You can always remember it."

Su Qingqi glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, and the sense of crisis in her heart became even stronger... The person in front of her was completely different from all the women around Zhao Wumian.

Luo Xiangzhu took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He wiped the sweat off Mu Lier with a handkerchief. He looked at Xiao Yuanmu with a worried look in his eyes from time to time. He thought, since you know the Beiming Divine Art, why bother teaching Zhao Wumian? Isn't it better to help Mu Lier take drugs yourself? Didn't you say that after learning the Beiming Divine Art, you will be immune to all poisons?
But he just thought about it in his mind. After all, it was Mu Lier and Xiao Yuanmu meeting for the first time, and there was no reason to do this for Mu Lier.

With Zhao Wumian's talent, it was not difficult for him to learn the Bei Ming Divine Art. He would understand its usage after practicing it for a few times. At this moment, Xiao Yuanmu said calmly:

"Putting your palms together can also be used to inhale drugs. Of course, if Wei Ming Hou is obsessed with Master's beauty, then it's fine to kiss her."

"Then what you said before..."

“It works better when lips meet naturally.”

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned, tilted his head to look, and thought secretly with a tilted face. He was the one who was considering which method to use for Mu Lier first.

Xiao Yuanmu was too lazy to play the farce of jealousy. He tilted his head to look outside the house, stood up silently, and walked out with his hands behind his back. "There may not be only these two cats and dogs in Wuchang City. I will go to the boat to look for them..."

Xiao Yuanmu paused for a moment and glanced at Su Qingqi. "Ms. Su likes your Marquis Weiming so much, but she only wants to be a puppet for your pleasure?"

This was meant to ask Su Qingqi to search the ship as well, or perhaps he had something to say to her.

Su Qingqi frowned, but she was not angry at the moment. She just thought that this person's every move did not look like a girl of twelve or thirteen years old at all, not to mention her martial arts skills... Could it be that he was really Xiao Yuanmu?

She quietly got off the bed, then remembered something and pulled Luo Xiangzhu, who was still thinking, off the bed, "Princess, please don't disturb me while I am healing. I need quiet time the most."

Su Qingqi may be jealous when she is jealous, but deep down she doesn't think there is anything wrong with Zhao Wumian and Mu Li'er being a couple... What happened has already happened, and with Zhao Wumian's personality, it is definitely impossible for him to forget about Mu Li'er, so why should she try her best to stop them?
There was no way. She just liked Zhao Wumian so much that she didn't want to force him to do anything he was unwilling to do.

And if she is really accepted as a concubine, no matter how older Mu Lier is, she will have to serve her tea in the proper manner.

Thinking of this, Su Qingqi even secretly wanted Zhao Wumian to take Luo Chaoyan down as soon as possible... The emperor of today, the master of the country, bowed his head and called her sister...

As for Shen Xiangge...Su Qingqi doesn't get along well with her.

"Wuwu..." Luo Xiangzhu whimpered a few times but had no ability to resist at all. She could only stare at Zhao Wumian, meaning that she should not disrespect her master.

After the few people left, the room returned to silence. Apart from the occasional groan of pain in Mu Lier's throat as she endured the severe pain, there was almost no sound.

In fact, Zhao Wumian didn’t have as complicated thoughts as the girls. All he wanted now was to suck out the poison as quickly as possible so that Mu Lier would feel better.

He sat on the bed and held Mu Li'er's little hand... Zhao Wumian liked to touch Mu Li'er's hands or feet the most, not because of lust, but because Mu Li'er was obviously strong-willed and treated Zhao Wumian as a junior, but her hands and feet were petite and cute, and could be held in one palm, which was a slight contrast.

But at this moment, her hands were sometimes hot and sometimes cold. Just by holding her hands, Zhao Wumian felt that she must be feeling uncomfortable... She should take drugs as soon as possible.

Zhao Wumian closed his eyes, but before he could start practicing, he saw Mu Lier put her other hand on the back of Zhao Wumian's hand and whispered intermittently, "Door, door... No way..."

"What do you mean no way? I don't intend to be disrespectful to Master, do I?"

"Stupid..." Mu Lier looked outside the room.

Just now, Zhao Wumian was kicked away by Xiao Yuanmu, and the door was smashed. At this moment, the evening breeze blew cold air into the house through the gap.

Zhao Wumian thought that he should not be too particular about the situation at this moment. If there was no door, then there was no door, but it would not be difficult to change rooms. He immediately put one arm around Mu Lier's waist and the other around her thigh, picked her up horizontally, rushed into the next room, closed the doors and windows, and put her on the couch.

Mu Lier narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, lay on the couch, looked at Zhao Wumian, and whispered: "I heard everything you said just now..."

"You can absorb drugs by touching your palms together. I know Master definitely doesn't want to touch lips and teeth. Don't worry, if I were a lustful scoundrel, the Emperor would kill me first." Zhao Wumian thought she was afraid that he would kiss her, so he deliberately reminded her, and therefore comforted her.

Hearing this, Mu Lier closed her beautiful eyes, as if relieved, but a few seconds later, she opened her pink lips and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to be your teacher?"

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded and said honestly: "I think, Master's lips are red and moist, and they look soft. Every time I walk beside you, I always think unconsciously in my heart how great it would be if I could kiss you..."

Before she finished her words, Mu Lier opened her beautiful eyes, and managed to muster up some strength. Her expression became fierce, and she slightly straightened her upper body. She punched Zhao Wumian's shoulder with her small hand, and then she lost her strength again, and lay down weakly, with her clothes in front of her like a tide.

If she wasn't so weak at the moment, Zhao Wumian had no doubt that words like "bastard, traitor" would come out of his mouth.

Zhao Wumian looked at her. Mu Lier closed her eyes again, but her breathing was very rapid. It was unclear whether it was because of anger or the pain from the poison.

Zhao Wumian cleared his mind and prepared to practice his skills, but he didn't expect Mu Lier to suddenly speak again and said one word, "Stupid."

Zhao Wumian was a little speechless, "Master, do you still want me to take drugs for you?"

Mu Lier was lying on the bed, wearing a white dress, with her black hair falling down from her waist like a waterfall, like a blooming black rose or a clear autumn sky.

She opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Wumian, her beautiful eyes somewhat moist, and then glanced at the locked doors and windows.

Zhao Wumian was not a wooden man. With just one glance, he knew what Mu Lier meant. He looked a little surprised and asked, "Master?"

Mu Lier closed her eyes, her pretty face tensed, and whispered, "...I am almost dying of pain, wouldn't that method... be more effective?"

Is this really the reason? I'm afraid this is just for Zhao Wumian to hear.

Zhao Wumian's breathing became heavier involuntarily. He couldn't help but climb onto the bed, supporting himself with his hands on both sides of Mu Lier's pretty face, pressing her down, and staring at her pretty face with his eyes downcast.

After Mu Lier said that, she closed her eyes, frowned tightly, and breathed slightly quickly on Zhao Wumian's face, making Zhao Wumian feel hot all over.

Zhao Wumian looked at Mu Li'er for a few seconds, and then leaned over. As the distance between Zhao Wumian and Mu Li'er's faces got closer, Zhao Wumian could clearly feel that the body of the mature and beautiful master under him became more and more tense, and her hands were tightly grasping the bed sheets. It was obvious that Mu Li'er knew what he was going to do, but she did not resist.

Why didn't you resist tonight? Didn't Mu Lier care about the ethics between master and apprentice?
When their lips were only three inches apart, Mu Lier's delicate body began to tremble slightly, and her face turned red, but Zhao Wumian suddenly stopped and asked:
"Master, you actually want to kiss me in your heart, right? Now that the poison has taken effect, you don't care about the so-called master-disciple relationship. This is what I want to do... Before the poison took effect, you didn't want me to see you because you knew that after the poison took effect, you would not be able to hold back your feelings for me..."

Zhao Wumian suddenly stopped and said these words, as if he had suddenly retreated before the coming wave, causing Mu Lier to subconsciously open her beautiful eyes, with a cute look of confusion in her eyes. After hearing what Zhao Wumian said clearly, her expression immediately showed annoyance, shame and indignation, her breathing became much more rapid, and she was burning with anger.

For a moment, the emotions in my heart even overshadowed the physical pain.

"Zhao Wumian! Ugh——"

After Mu Lier was so angry that she called someone's full name, Zhao Wumian suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips against hers.

Mu Lier's pupils widened and she cried "wuwu". Her two little feet, only wearing pure white silk stockings, pushed hard on the soft bed, creating wrinkles on the bed sheet.

But Zhao Wumian was on top of her. No matter how angry Mu Lier was, she was poisoned and had no strength to push the person away. She struggled hard and moved around, but it was like she was smearing Zhao Wumian's body with the tide. Zhao Wumian was actually right. This was Mu Lier's true thoughts. Did she really have no feelings for Zhao Wumian? Of course it was impossible.

If Zhao Wumian was not Mu Lier's apprentice, Mu Lier would have probably given herself to him after they were honest with each other that night. Therefore, Mu Lier's struggle at this moment was actually mostly due to the embarrassment after being proven right.

But if Zhao Wumian had guessed it, why did he have to point it out? Do you like to bully Master so much? Do you have to embarrass Master like this? What healing? I think you just want Master's body!

Mu Lier's heart was pounding, as if a warm current was flowing from her heart to every part of her body... Mu Lier thought it was because she was angry, but after careful perception, she realized that after Zhao Wumian kissed her lips, the warm current flowed into Zhao Wumian's body from every limb.

There's not only heat, but also chill... I guess it's those two poisons that are slowly being absorbed by Zhao Wumian.

Can you really take drugs?

As the heat and coldness rushed out of her body, the pain that had been irritating Mu Lier's nerves began to slowly melt away, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling.

Is it so comfortable to kiss your apprentice?

In fact, it has nothing to do with kissing. It’s just that what happened just now was really too hard to bear. Now that it has eased, I will definitely feel comfortable under the contrast.

But Mu Lier had no experience of kissing others, and this was her first time kissing a man, so she couldn't help but imagine things.

But whether it is your imagination or it is true, in the final analysis, it can be summed up in one reason...being close to someone you like just makes you feel comfortable.

No matter how tough you are on the outside, or how much you care about the ethics between master and apprentice in your heart, this kind of physiological comfort cannot be deceived.

Gradually, Mu Lier began to become addicted to Zhao Wumian's warmth.

Mu Lier unknowingly had her arms around Zhao Wumian's neck, and with a little force, she pushed his head towards her.

Zhao Wumian pressed on Mu Lier, stroking her delicate face with one hand, supporting the back of her head with the other hand, and then moving down through her white skirt, along her back and slender waist.

The skin on her cheek was smooth and white. Zhao Wumian felt like he could never touch her enough just by gently stroking her face.

After an unknown amount of time, when Mu Lier no longer felt any symptoms of the poison, Zhao Wumian slowly raised his head.

Inhale - Exhale -

Both of them were panting, the air they exhaled hit each other's faces, warm and moist, their mouths and noses were filled with each other's scent.

The poison has been resolved at this moment, but Zhao Wumian still refuses to get up. Isn't this a betrayal of his master?

Zhao Wumian felt that he was the traitor who betrayed his master.

Then he suddenly leaned down again, kissed Mu Lier almost forcefully, and then pried open her teeth, and said vaguely:

"Master..."

"Don't call me Master..."

Mu Lier's voice was always filled with confusion.

Mu Lier did not slap the traitor away with a palm, but continued to hug Zhao Wumian's neck as if she had lost her mind, and put her pretty face close to him, responding to her disciple's wanton plunder.

"Li'er..."

At this moment, Mu Lier had almost forgotten the so-called master-disciple ethics. She just wanted to follow her body's instincts and be intimate with the man she liked. She didn't even notice when Zhao Wumian put one hand down from the collar of her white dress.

Zhao Wumian's breathing became heavier. His master, like Miss Su, had good figures, but the actual feeling was completely different.

Both physically and psychologically.

But just as Zhao Wumian's other hand reached further down, Mu Lier finally came to her senses and regained her rationality. She clamped her legs together suddenly, rejecting Zhao Wumian's greed and recklessness. Her eyes changed from confused and emotional to incredible, and then to raging anger, and she suddenly pushed Zhao Wumian away.

"Li'er?"

"You bastard! You called me Li'er too!?"

"...Master?"

"You still know that I'm your master!?" Mu Lier pushed Zhao Wumian a little further away, suddenly rolled off the bed to the corner, raised her hand to grab the quilt to cover her messy white dress.

She yelled angrily and took a few breaths.

"Traitor!" Mu Lier's face turned red again, her voice trembled slightly, and there were tears in her eyes as she cursed angrily.

This time was much more outrageous than the last time... That night, at least she just didn't take the initiative and let Zhao Wumian hug and rub against her.

It's unfortunate for our master, it's unfortunate for our master. After such a thing happened, how can she and Zhao Wumian still be master and disciple in the future?
Zhao Wumian suddenly realized that Mu Lier had regained her sanity and started to consider the ethics between master and disciple again.

He couldn't help but have a headache, but this world is so concerned about etiquette, he just doesn't care... What's more, with Mu Lier's seemingly free and easy but actually conservative personality, she probably cares more about ethics.

"Master, why are you still deceiving yourself..."

"How could the master deceive himself?" Mu Lier narrowed her beautiful eyes and tilted her head, "The master fainted in the middle of the class and doesn't remember anything."

Mu Lier was playing dumb... This action touched Zhao Wumian's heart so much that he couldn't help but want to taste his master's lips again.

But if he really did that, Mu Lier would probably jump off the boat on the spot, so Zhao Wumian just moved a little closer to Mu Lier.

Mu Lier hugged the quilt and moved her hips back subconsciously until she was leaning against the corner of the bed, with no way to escape.

She looked a little flustered, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Take my pulse, Master." Zhao Wumian did not push his luck at this moment, and said seriously, "This is my first time using Bei Ming Magic Skill, so I am inevitably not proficient in it. It seems that I have not completely sucked the poison out of Master's body."

Mu Lier's eyes widened a little. Without Zhao Wumian's pulse check, she looked inside herself and carefully examined her body. Then she opened her beautiful eyes and murmured to herself, "It really is. It has attached itself to the eight extraordinary meridians, blood, flesh and bone marrow... How could the Tang family's Ming Ye Niang be so overbearing?"

"It seems that we have to go to Shu as soon as possible, not only for Dao Kui, but also for Master's health..." As he said that, Zhao Wumian moved closer to Mu Lier, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Mu Lier came back to her senses, her pretty face pressed against the wall. There was no way to avoid it, so she had to put her hands on Zhao Wumian's shoulders and raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to do?"

"How about I try to see if I can use the North Sea Divine Art to suck it out?" Zhao Wumian said seriously: "Maybe the time was just too short just now, maybe I can kiss you more..."

"kindness?"

"...Try using the Bei Ming Divine Art more often. In the long run, the poison will be removed...After all, who knows what ingredients the assassin from Wu Chang City has added to the Ming Ye Wine. Even the Tang family may not have a suitable antidote now."

What Zhao Wumian said makes sense, but...

"What detoxification... From my perspective, you just want to bully Master..." Mu Lier whispered to herself.

Zhao Wumian moved closer, only a finger's distance from Mu Li'er's pretty face, "This concerns Master's safety... and I also want to see Master in person..."

"Huh?" Mu Lier looked at him coldly.

"...No matter what, Master's health is the most important." Zhao Wumian changed his words.

Mu Lier was slightly satisfied. She dodged for a few seconds before slowly closing her eyes. Her eyelashes, as thin as a cicada's wings, trembled slightly.

Self-explanatory.

Zhao Wumian moved forward and tasted his master's lips again.

But this time, Mu Lier did not respond. Instead, she hugged the quilt tightly with both hands to cover her body and prevented Zhao Wumian from touching her again.

But compared to the past... at least she was willing to let Zhao Wumian kiss her, right?

However, maybe Mu Lier was confused, or maybe she deliberately did not mention it. In any case, Xiao Yuanmu said that it is possible to take drugs without any physical contact.

But at this moment, both the master and the disciple ignored this point.

When Zhao Wumian pushed open the door and strode out of the room with his head held high, he felt refreshed.

What poison, what Bei Ming Divine Art, these are just excuses for "having a legitimate reason".

With Mu Lier's personality, if she didn't like Zhao Wumian, she would rather be poisoned to death than let Zhao Wumian kiss her.

To put it bluntly, this can be regarded as the hobby of master and disciple... Of course, this cannot be said to Mu Lier, otherwise she will have to hide back in Yanyun tomorrow, and she may not see Zhao Wumian for several years.

Although Mu Lier still couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart, she had obviously made a lot of concessions...she had probably taken half a step over it.

As for the poison, after Zhao Wumian tasted his master's sweet lips for a few minutes, he was able to suck out some, but not much... At this moment the poison was latent and difficult to suck out. On the contrary, when the poison took effect, the poison was active and it was easy to get rid of it at that time.

I guess we can only take our time and work carefully before we find the antidote.

While pondering, Zhao Wumian suddenly remembered that they were still besieging the assassins in Wuchang City... Alas, no wonder they say that even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman.

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The voting results are out, and Luo Chaoyan gets to choose.

Obviously Qiu Guan will write a sequel.

(End of this chapter)