Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Jun Yuzheng carried the girl into the Cuiyu Palace with steady and quick steps.

Inside the hall, the jade walls reflected a soft light, and the air was filled with a faint aura.

Jun Yuzheng gently placed her on a jade bed, which exuded a gentle and pure aura.

It has an excellent recovery effect on practitioners.

As Jun Yuzheng's spell gradually took effect, Daohua was suppressed back into the girl's body.

Jun Yuzheng rolled up his sleeves, the back of his palm was slightly wider, and he stretched out his snow-white fingers and pressed them on the girl's pulse. A golden and clear air, different from spiritual energy, stabilized the structure of her Taoist flower.

Yu Fengxue stood outside the Cuiyu Palace, her wide sleeves of a gauze dress fluttering in the wind. In the pure white snow scene, she looked solemn and clear.

His long eyelashes were frosty and his light pupils were cold and dark as he stared at the hall where the girl was brought in, almost crushing the beads with his fingertips.

Jun Yuzheng in the Jade Tempering Hall finally got up from the bed. He turned around and took out a few bottles of elixirs that could restore consciousness from the jade cabinet beside him. These elixirs exuded an alluring aroma and were obviously not ordinary items.

He held the pill bottle in his hand and looked at the girl's beautiful face, from her curled eyelashes and nose down to her slightly pouty pink lips.

Even though Jun Yuzheng had eyes and brows like the clear moon, he couldn't help but lower his brows for the girl at this moment, with a dark sea rising in his eyes.

His jade-like fingertips gently brushed across her cheek, feeling the warmth and delicacy of her skin. He couldn't help but rub it a few times while pinching her delicate chin.

He opened the girl's mouth, placed the pill on it, and pressed lightly with his fingers. The moment the pill dissolved, his fingertips touched the girl's soft lips.

Jun Yuzheng's face, which was as white as snow, was startled for a moment, and then his eyes darkened, with a strange red light in them. He rubbed the girl's lips vigorously, making them more radiant.

"Hmm..." The girl hummed softly because of the sourness on the tip of her tongue. The heavy pressure stirred her, making her restless even in her sleep.

Jun Yuzheng came back to his senses, withdrew his hand, his fingertips became more like ice-tempered jade, and he broke off a strand of crystal.

The touch of the girl's lips was hot on his fingertips, gradually searing into his heart, speeding up his heartbeat.

The hand that pinched the girl's chin involuntarily exerted force, and he bowed to her with a gentle breeze and bright moon.

Jun Yuzheng embraced the girl in his arms, and said in his heart: Yue'er, your sea of ​​consciousness is damaged. The only way for your teacher to restore it is through spiritual practice.

He took the girl's hand, interlocked their fingers, and his spiritual sense instantly penetrated into the girl's sea of ​​consciousness.

For the first time, Jun Yuzheng felt the turmoil in his heart in Qin Muyue's sea of ​​consciousness.

The raging waves in her sea of ​​consciousness were so turbulent that even though he had experienced thousands of years, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Oh...no..." The intermittent sobbing of a young girl could be heard from the Immortal's meditation room.

Outside the hall, Yu Fengxue's figure was still standing alone in the wind and snow, and at this moment he couldn't help but sway.

He felt dizzy in his head and pressed his fingertips on the wounds on his chest and abdomen. It seemed that they were bleeding again.

Yu Fengxue looked away indifferently, and made up his mind: A Yue's injury was more important, and he would not leave unless Jun Yuzheng told him what had happened to A Yue.

In the blink of an eye, three hours passed, a jade talisman flew out from the Jade Tempering Hall, and Jun Yuzheng's voice was heard.

"Yue'er is fine now. This matter must not be spread outside. Go to the Golden Light Palace and choose an auspicious time for Yue'er to hold the infant ceremony." His voice sounded a little hoarse.

Yu Fengxue felt relieved at last, but Jun Yuzheng's voice sounded a little strange.

"Yes, disciple obeys your command." Without thinking too much, he took the jade talisman and tore through the void to leave.

In the Jade Tempering Hall, Jun Yuzheng continued to regulate Qin Muyue's body. The clear air in his palms skillfully and gently brushed across every inch of the girl's meridians.

And under Jun Yuzheng's careful care, Qin Muyue's hidden injuries in her sea of ​​consciousness and meridians gradually recovered, and her consciousness became clearer.

Jun Yuzheng finally put the girl back on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Then he got up, walked to the table, poured a cup of spiritual tea, and drank it in one gulp.

The man who was always as delicate as an ice sculpture sighed at his disheveled robe, on which there were suspicious traces of saliva.

Jun Yuzheng did not delay any longer and moved to the spiritual spring behind the hall.

[Host! Host, are you still alive? Host, please don’t be like this. How can Xiaoying live without you, host! ! ]

Qin Muyue slowly opened her eyes. She forgot what she had dreamed about before, but just now, she dreamed that she was sitting in a taxi, and someone in the back of the car kept calling her Yan Zi.

She rubbed her forehead and got up. She felt like she had drunk a bottle of vodka the night before and woke up with a hangover. Her brain was almost out of control.

【Xiaoying, what happened to me?】

[Host, you touched the Dao Flower in your Dantian carelessly, causing your sea of ​​consciousness to be injured. Jun Yuzheng used spiritual practice and elixirs to heal you.]

[There is such a good thing? I didn't even know about it! ]

Qin Muyue’s cat-like pupils widened and she covered her chest in grief.

[Host, you think too much. Your soul has fainted. Your sea of ​​consciousness is just a book. You can let people flip through it without making any noise.]

[Missing Master's spiritual practice is equivalent to missing out on hundreds of millions of top-grade spiritual stones. How could I be so disappointing? Every second my soul wakes up is a huge profit.]

[If the Immortal knew that you were so greedy for him, I wonder how he would feel.]

[Master must have punished me to go to the Ice and Fire Cave to sober up. Those men and women who took advantage of Master's visit to the sect to do business racked their brains to commit fraud, but in the end, they were all thrown into the Ice and Fire Cave to dig wild vegetables for 99 days. Those who survived were all ruthless people.]

[Host, you are so sincere, but you are not ruthless enough]

[I can only say that the more handsome a man is, the more dangerous he is. When I surpass him in cultivation, I will definitely grab him and put him in bed to look at his luminous watch.]

【what? 】

Qin Muyue touched here and looked there in the Tempering Jade Hall. The last time she slept in the Tempering Jade Hall was when she was twelve years old.

That year, just as she was beginning to grow taller, Jun Yuzheng coaxed her out of the Cuiyu Palace in exchange for ten boxes of Lan Yuelou pastries.

Qin Muyue pulled open a screen and pointed at the turtle ink marks on it.

"As expected of me, the row of big turtles I left behind back then, my master didn't mind at all." She touched her chin. She scribbled in the home of the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation. Kids in the entire world of immortal cultivation wouldn't even dare to dream of this, right?

[For such an achievement, the host does not need to be proud of it.]

Qin Muyue was strolling around casually when she suddenly heard the sound of a spiritual spring. She couldn't help but feel that Red Maple Pavilion was good in every way except for the spiritual spring.

She swaggered over and saw the familiar ivory brocade screen, on which the picture of hundreds of birds still fluttered and moved vividly.

Qin Muyue walked around the screen with light steps and a hint of mischievous curiosity.

The sound of the spiritual spring water became clearer and clearer. She seemed to be able to feel the coolness of the spring water passing through the air to her skin.

Passing through a quiet corridor, she came to the location of the spiritual spring.

This is a semi-open space surrounded by emerald green bamboo forests. Spring water gushes out from a huge jade stone and falls into the clear pool below, splashing water.

Qin Muyue followed the flow of water to look at the spiritual spring and met the cold gaze of her master.

She felt a chill on her back, and thinking that if she looked she would be punished, and if she didn't look she would also be punished, she looked down along the beautiful face of her master, whose spirit was clear and graceful.