The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

A rustling sound was heard beside her ears, and the clothes that were wrapped around her were torn into pieces and mixed together. Yu Mian finally felt the movement of the snake on her body.

Sheng Qing went around her body and dived towards the deep water, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The shedding look was too ugly and she didn’t want Yu Mian to see it.

There were frequent disturbances under the deep water, and waves came one after another, hitting Yu Mian's abdomen. The water depth where she was standing now was about 1.23 meters. Through the water surface that reflected the surrounding bamboo forest and courtyard walls, she could barely see the ink-black figure passing through the water.

But in a moment, a pair of soft arms came around the waist and embraced Yu Mian. The hands were incredibly light and soft, not even a sense of tightness, just resting there half-closed.

A pleasant whisper came to my ears, which was even more beautiful than the sound of flowers splashing in the water, and the ice breaking and spring flowing.

"Mian'er is waiting impatiently..."

Yu Mian's ears twitched, and he raised his hand to touch the tender paws on his waist, then turned around and hugged Sheng Qing, his eyes curved into a wicked smile, and his hands moved a little recklessly.

"Don't worry, ma'am. How do you feel now?" She said she was concerned about Shengqing, but her thoughts were clearly revealed from the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't hide them at all, especially her eyes, which were bright like a greedy puppy.

Sheng Qing couldn't tell what she wanted to do, so he lowered his head slightly and coughed twice. Her skin was so white and clear after just changing into new skin, and the almost unstained blush on her face now appeared on her cheeks as she coughed.

“It’s still okay… After all, my soul has just awakened, and I’ve shed my skin again. My body is extremely fragile right now, and my severely injured internal organs are still healing…” She followed the force of Yu Mian’s embrace and fell into his arms, hesitating a little, “I’m afraid I still need to rest for a long time…”

Yu Mian's original action of touching the waist instantly straightened up, and changed to a gentle pat, with a caring tone, "It's okay, it's okay, then you have a good rest, I will take care of you during this time."

Sheng Qing just woke up, and his mind is still full of nonsense. Damn it!

It's just that she has been suppressed in the illusion for an unknown period of time. It's a blessing that the snake woman can wake up.

Let’s talk about revenge later.

Leaning on Yu Mian, the 'soft as boneless' snake beauty raised a brow that showed she was in control, yawned slowly, and then acted as a hands-off boss, casually commanding: "I'm sleepy... take me back to the room."

As for the matter that Mian'er wants to bully me back, I must wait until I can control the overall situation before letting her serve me well.

Although my cultivation is still superficial, I have reached the fusion stage after all. My small body is not afraid of any more hardships. That’s great…

The tip of the scarlet tongue stretched out and licked Yu Mian's neck intentionally or unintentionally, then he narrowed his eyes, enjoying the scent of his prey, his throat moving slightly.

It was hard to conceal her satisfaction. If she wasn't afraid that Mian'er would notice, she would probably hum a mountain god tune.

Upon hearing this, Yu Mian willingly and gently picked up the person and carried him sideways. After leaving the pool, he used some hand gestures to dry his clothes, then walked towards the house slowly and steadily.

Before putting Sheng Qing on the bed, he still felt that the bed was not soft enough, so he summoned his external clone, and began to use hand gestures to bounce the quilt again, then added two layers of quilts under the bed, and then gently put the person on it.

As soon as she let go of Sheng Qing, she was pulled into the bed by her spiritual magic. Her hands and feet were hugged and tied, and she was wrapped in the extremely familiar scent of green medicine.

"Go to sleep, don't move." Sheng Qing leaned his head on Yu Mian's shoulder as usual. His other hand reached into her clothes and pinched her soft flesh. He entangled his legs between Yu Mian's legs and climbed on her like a creeper.

Yu Mian was held unable to move. The area below the ears and between the neck was gently caressed by the cool, soft and long breaths, causing goose bumps to appear on his skin.

It was a really uncomfortable feeling. She felt like a fish being roasted over a fire, unable to turn over and getting hotter and hotter.

My heart has been beating wildly ever since it was lightly teased just now, and it feels like there are popping candies jumping on my nerves.

She felt like a pillow that had been flirted with and then left aside.

Don’t think about it anymore. Just go to sleep. Shengqing is still injured.

What on earth was she thinking? !

Why is your mind so messed up?

Yu Mian silently chanted the Heart Purification Mantra, keeping his mind focused and focused on oneness. Gradually his breathing became steady and his consciousness fell into cultivation.

Sheng Qing beside her raised his eyelids slightly, pulled his hand out from under his clothes, and gently touched the little face that was steaming. It was warm like never before in a long time, so warm that you could even fry an egg in it.

The illusion is like a dream, everything is empty. Could it be that this idiot didn't even realize what happened to his body?

His fingertips moved along her face, feeling the scalding temperature, before he withdrew his hand and prepared to continue to recover his cultivation.

As for this physical condition, she had promised Mian'er that she would help her solve this problem after her cultivation level improved in the future, and naturally she did what she said.

Wait a little longer, the fire is not yet ready, so put her small soup stove on it again.

Hugging that body full of pure yang energy, she felt so comfortable that her soul felt relaxed and numb. She rubbed her lips, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Winter is approaching outside the window. The cold wind is blowing from the North Sea, covering the courtyard that Xiaolian had swept clean with a layer of fallen leaves again.

The huge ginkgo tree shook its branches without any awareness of causing any trouble, and the acacia tree not far away chuckled.

The sky gradually darkened.

Not far away in Qingzhu Mountain, Fu Qing lay in bed recuperating for a long time after being injured by the backlash when he remotely operated the defense array to protect his senior sister.

She had just recovered from a serious injury and suffered a backlash, which almost damaged her spiritual altar. Fortunately, she made a contribution in this battle, and the Heavenly Dao calculated her merit and recorded a portion of her merit, and healed her hidden injury.

But rest is inevitable.

Ling Fu sent away the medicine cultivator from the Medicine King Palace and gently placed the pills she had taken on the bedside. Looking at Fu Qing, whose face was still a little pale, she walked forward and pulled the corner of the quilt for her.

"Fuer..." Fu Qing opened his eyes, took a deep breath, propped himself up, and called softly.

"I'm here. The disciples from Medicine King Palace just brought some pills. You just need to recuperate for a while." She picked up the bottle in her hand and handed a pill to Fu Qing's lips.

Fu Qing sighed lightly, lowered his head and swallowed it, and his soft lips brushed across his palm, startling Ling Fu so much that her palm trembled.

"Thank you for your help..." Fu Qing raised his head and rubbed his brows, mocking himself: "I have been with you as a master for only two hundred years, but I have been injured for more than a hundred years. I still need you to take care of me. I am really derelict in my duty..."

She paused as soon as she finished speaking. She and Fu'er were no longer in a master-disciple relationship, but should be a couple.

"How could it be..." I have always enjoyed serving you.

Ling Fu put the bottle away and didn't care about the master-disciple relationship she mentioned. After all, so far, she was more accustomed to addressing Fu Qing as master and disciple.

Hundreds of years of habits are always difficult to change.

Fu Qing closed his eyes and simply adjusted his breathing, then he exhaled a breath of turbid air. His eyes became clearer, and he changed his tone, "Now that the big things are done, it's time to prepare for the things that merge with the Dao."

"Wait two days, and we'll go find Senior Sister to pick an auspicious date."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Gu Ruci, who was busy working in Shouxing Mountain dozens of miles away, sensed something and raised her eyes to look in the direction of Qingzhu Mountain.

So fast.

It’s a good thing that my junior brothers and sisters have found their homes.

Ling Fu was left standing there, holding the medicine bottle with her five fingers, a little stunned. This... was so fast...