Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

Return to the Su Temple.

"Your Excellency the Priest!" The little fairy boy immediately went up to greet him.

"Master Priest, Master Mozhu has been kneeling outside the temple for a whole day."

"Ah."

"He hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day."

"Ah."

"He didn't stand up secretly either."

The little fairy boy didn't know why Lord Mo Zhu was punished to kneel. He heard that Lord Mo Zhu was so seriously injured because he went to the fairy and demon world to eliminate demons.

Yesterday, the High Priest was so kind to Lord Mo Zhu. Today, Lord Mo Zhu recovered, but not only did he not receive any reward, he even knelt outside the temple early in the morning.

The little fairy boy didn't dare to ask the reason, he just wanted to tell the High Priest about Lord Mo Zhu's behavior, hoping that the High Priest would show leniency because Lord Mo Zhu was so well behaved.

"Well, go ahead and let him continue kneeling."

"Ah? Oh, Xiaoxian has withdrawn."

"Do you have anything to say?"

Su Qingchen walked up to Mo Zhu and looked down at him.

"..."

Su Qingchen was responded by silence.

"Very good, keep kneeling."

"Yes."

Su Qingchen felt a little frustrated. He knew what to say back. So he shook his sleeves and angrily walked into the hall.

That night, there was heavy thunder and lightning and heavy rain. The little fairy boy looked at Lord Mo Zhu kneeling in the thunder and rain under the eaves and felt a little distressed.

"Priest, it's raining outside. It's raining heavily!"

The little fairy boy was reporting the current weather to Su Qingchen outside the door.

There was no response from inside the house, and Su Qingchen did not come out to take a look throughout the entire night.

The next morning, the rain stopped.

Mo Zhu looked like he had been soaked in water for a night, and his whole body looked wrinkled.

When it was time for Su Qingchen to pay his respects to the God as usual, he did not come out.

At first, the little fairy boy and Su Qingchen both thought that Su Qingchen was angry with Mo Zhu.

But apart from being a bit stubborn in choosing Mo Zhu, Su Qingchen was the most disciplined in other matters, especially he would never joke about paying homage to the God.

"Go see the High Priest."

Mo Zhu instructed the little fairy boy.

"Oh, okay!"

The fairy boy knocked on the door first: "Master Priest?"

no respond.

"Priest? It's time to go and see the Immortal Lord! Priest? I'll come in and help you get up and change your clothes."

After saying that, the little fairy boy waited outside the door for instructions. Still no response, the little fairy boy pushed the door open and went in on his own.

"Master Priest?"

The little fairy boy entered the bedroom and saw Su Qingchen still lying on the bed.

The little fairy boy called out "Master Priest" several times, but Su Qingchen still ignored him.

"Master Mozhu! Please come in and take a look! What happened to the priest?"

The fairy boy raised his voice and shouted.

From the moment the little fairy boy entered the room, Mo Zhu pricked up his ears and paid close attention to the situation inside. When he heard the little fairy boy's shout, he immediately stood up and rushed into the house.

He knelt in front of Su Qingchen's bed and looked at the thin layer of ice on Su Qingchen's bloodless face.

"grown ups."

Mo Zhu called out softly, but Su Qingchen didn't respond at all.

Mo Zhu immediately stretched out his hand and transferred his true energy to Su Qingchen. Su Qingchen showed no signs of improvement, and the ice on his face was slowly thickening.

Mo Zhu gradually calmed down and began to look at Su Qingchen carefully.

"Master Mozhu, what happened to the High Priest? Do you want me to call the Immortal Doctor?"

"It's okay, don't make a sound."

"Oh."

Although the little fairy boy didn't think it was okay, he still listened to Lord Mozhu's words.

"Bring me a dry towel."

"OK!"

The little fairy boy immediately ran to the bathroom to get a towel.

Mo Zhu wiped his wet hands, then put his hands on Su Qingchen's neck and groped his way down little by little.

This……

The little fairy boy was stunned.

It was a blasphemy for a fairy servant to touch a priest. He had learned this from the ceremonial officer, but he did not dare to speak out at this time.

Mo Zhu's hand had moved from the priest's neck to his collarbone.

Mo Zhu's slender fingers carefully stroked Su Qingchen's left collarbone, and then stopped at one place.

If you look closely at this area, you can see tiny wounds as small as sand.

"The Heart-Blocking Needle."

"Ah? Lord Mozhu, what should we do now?"

The little fairy boy didn't know what the Heart-Blocking Needle was, but he knew that the High Priest must have been injured.

"Tell the Lord God that Priest Su is unable to come to see you today due to disciplining the immortal servants. Prepare some hot water and close the door."

Mo Zhu ordered.

"Okay, okay! Xiaoxian, step back!"

The little fairy boy wrote down everything and walked out.

The Heart-Blocking Needle is a common hidden weapon in the demon world. There will be no special feeling when it is inserted into the body, and it will not take effect immediately. It will stay in the body for 49 days, and will only attract the soul into dreams when the person is overthinking or has the weakest mind. It is not easy to be discovered and therefore not easy to be treated in time.

Once the soul enters a dream, if it is not escaped in time, it will be trapped in the nightmare for a long time and suffer torture.

"grown ups."

Mo Zhu tried to call Su Qingchen.

"grown ups."

Mo Zhu knelt beside Su Qingchen's bed, stood up, and interlocked his hands with Su Qingchen's.

"My lord, wake up."

Mo Zhu exclaimed softly, slowly bent down, and covered the wound caused by the needle with his lips.

"My lord, wake up."

Mo Zhu's touch brought warmth to Su Qingchen.

"My Lord, I am offended."

Mo Zhu began to suck on the wound caused by the bewitching needle.

"Hmm." After a while, Su Qingchen let out a light hum.

"My lord, wake up."

The bewitching needle had been sucked out of Su Qingchen's skin.

Mo Zhu continued to call out while carefully pulling it out with his hands.

After the entire bewitching needle was pulled out, it immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the ice on Su Qingchen's face melted quickly. He took a deep breath, as if his throat had been strangled for a long time and was finally released. He slowly opened his eyes.

"grown ups."

Su Qingchen's eyes began to focus, and he slowly looked at Mo Zhu when he heard the voice. The moment he saw Mo Zhu, tears rolled down his eyes, and Mo Zhu was deeply burned by this tear.

"My Lord, you just had a nightmare."

Su Qingchen didn't say anything, but just looked at Mo Zhu with tears in her eyes, wanting to make sure that he was real.

"My Lord, I was wrong. I will obey you from now on."

This was the first time Mo Zhu saw Su Qingchen looking so helpless and even a little broken. The attack of the bewitching needle was inevitably because Su Qingchen was worried about his situation.

Mo Zhu knelt beside the bed, waiting for Su Qingchen to get better.

"Lord Mozhu, the Lord has already conveyed the message. The hot water is ready."

The little immortal official called softly at the door.

"My Lord, you are soaked. I will carry you to take a bath."