After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

Under the soft candlelight, Mo Zheng's Adam's apple slid gently as he swallowed.

A layer of delicate luster covered his neck, making it look particularly slender and fragile.

When Li Fuyi glanced at her inadvertently, the smooth lines and delicate skin gave off a dazzling temptation.

In some hidden corner deep inside, those heart-pounding images emerge.

A faint blush involuntarily appeared on her cheeks, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

In order to hide the overwhelming throbbing in his heart, he hurriedly lowered his head, shifted all his attention to the noodles in front of him, and began to slurp them up in big mouthfuls.

Mo Zheng, completely unaware of the situation, was immersed in the satisfaction brought by the delicious noodle soup.

As the last mouthful of soup slowly slid down my throat, a warmth radiated from inside out, and all my internal organs were surrounded by this warm current.

After finishing the last mouthful of soup, he exhaled a breath of hot air with satisfaction.

The warmth wrapped in the deliciousness makes every pore in my body open comfortably.

Putting the green jade white porcelain bowl on the table, Mo Zheng rested his chin on his hand and watched Li Fuyi eat noodles.

Mo Zheng had to admit that although they were both men, the temperament exuded by Li Fuyi was indeed enviable.

Take the slightly rough action of slurping noodles for example, it looks natural and charming on him, as if he was born with elegance.

Watching him eat like this, why do I feel like the noodles in his stoneware bowl are more delicious...

Just as Mo Zheng was thinking this and licked his lips unconsciously, Li Fuyi happened to look up and their eyes met unexpectedly.

Perhaps it was the desire that inadvertently flashed in Mo Zheng's eyes that surprised Li Fuyi.

But then he followed Mo Zheng's gaze and extended it to his own... bowl.

Looking at the scattered noodle scraps, he seemed to be thinking about something, then raised his head and asked Mo Zheng, "Master..."

"Would you like another bowl?"

With his elbows on the table and his fingers supporting his chin, he shook his head slightly, his voice filled with a hint of relief and satisfaction: "It's a midnight snack, don't eat too much, Master, this is enough. You continue eating."

"Oh."

Then he picked up the large earthenware bowl swiftly, drank up the soup and noodles in a few mouthfuls, and when he put it down again, the bottom of the bowl was empty.

Then Li Fuyi tacitly put the dishes and trays on the table into the food basket, preparing to take them to the kitchen to wash later.

Seeing that everything was almost packed, Mo Zheng took out a small package that had been prepared long ago and pushed it in front of him.

Li Fuyi, puzzled, called out to Mo Zheng softly, "Master?"

Mo Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, and the smile on his face became more intense without him realizing it.

He teased Li Fuyi encouragingly: "This is for you, untie it and see."

Li Fuyi carefully untied the knot of the package, revealing the contents.

It was a stack of books and a key. He picked up the key, gently rubbed the texture of the key with his fingertips, and looked up at Mo Zheng.

"Just now, I suddenly felt that your turning point is coming soon, so I wanted to pick out a basic mental method secret manual for you from the bookshelf."

"But I don't know which one is suitable for the moment, so I might as well prepare them all."

As for what the turning point was, Mo Zheng didn't intend to say.

Anyway, people who practice Taoism and ask questions are unfathomable if they leave their words unanswered and people have to guess. The deeper their cultivation and the higher their status, the less likely people are to ask them questions.

Given Li Fuyi's excitement, he probably felt too embarrassed to ask about it.

Then he changed the subject: "Early tomorrow morning, I will return to the back mountain to go into seclusion and recover my immortal power as soon as possible."

Pointing to the key in Li Fuyi's hand, he said, "This is the key to my courtyard. The hot spring at the back is quite good and may be able to help you."

"When you need me, just come here on your own."

As he said this, he was still a little worried.

He then reminded her, "I've been using this hot spring since I was little, so I'm used to it. You need to take it step by step, and don't use it too much."

He estimated the duration: "The first time will only take about a cup of tea, and I'll gradually increase or decrease it as needed."

"If you accidentally soak for too long and feel dizzy and confused, you can go to your uncle Yu Bai and ask for a decoction to clear away heat and reduce internal heat. It won't be a problem."

"Just remember, don't let your senior sister and your sister enter."

"This hot spring is not suitable for women."

Thinking of the additional aphrodisiac effect of this hot spring, Mo Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

I don’t know what the original owner was thinking. For this reason, he added a lot of spiritual materials when refining the bricks for paving the bottom of the pool.

But apart from this little-known BT function, there are too many other functions.

What about nourishing the immortal body, moistening the immortal veins...

It's like a cheating tool for eating more without gaining weight. Ahem! I got off topic.

It is a must-have for cultivation, an auxiliary artifact~

Li Fuyi's spiritual veins will awaken soon, and he will have to start his cultivation all over again. In short, the hot springs are of great benefit to him.

Finally, he gave in to Li Fuyi's curious gaze and could only say vaguely, "Anyway, keep these for a rainy day. You can figure out what to do when the time comes."

Then he pretended to yawn casually, his eyes casually sweeping across the night outside the window.

He began to chase people away: "It's getting late, and I'm a little sleepy. You should go back and rest early."

Li Fuyi obediently held the small package in one hand and the food basket in the other, and walked out with the bags.

Just as he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said with a hint of hesitation in his voice: "Master."

This sudden call startled Mo Zheng slightly, but he quickly concealed his surprise.

Pretending to be sleepy, with eyes half-closed, his voice was filled with sleep: "Hmm?"

"Master, are you going into seclusion? Disciple... Can I go visit Master?"

call……

This scared him.

I thought he was going to ask about the Bingche Immortal Vein, or these secret books!

"Well, five years at the fastest, maybe seven or eight years at the slowest."

He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and continued, "As the headmaster, if I don't recover my immortal power quickly, I'm afraid your uncles and aunts will take turns to persuade me."

"It's better for me to take the initiative and save them from wasting their time." There was a hint of helplessness and a faint smile in his voice.

"You should also practice hard outside. If you need help, you can ask the senior brothers for help."

"Master has already instructed me to do this, so don't be embarrassed."

"Master, you must take care of yourself." Li Fuyi's voice trembled a little, but he quickly regained his composure. "Disciple will redouble his efforts in cultivation and wait for you to come out of seclusion."