Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Back at Qingyuan Road, Mu Zhou pulled his hand away without waiting for Fu Yu to let go of him.

Fu Yu turned around and looked at her who seemed to be in a bad mood.

Mu Zhou puffed his cheeks in annoyance:

"Master, why didn't you discuss this with me before bringing me back?"

"Why, did your master delay your work?"

His voice was cold and indifferent, clearly the same tone as before, but for no reason it carried a hint of oppression.

It's as if it's about to devour people if it doesn't hear the answer it wants.

But Mu Zhou obviously didn't have this awareness, she nodded vigorously:

"Yes, I almost got the pearl. The little prince promised me that if I helped him this time, he would give me the pearl of the ten thousand year old clam spirit."

"Nonsense!"

Fu Yu's gritted teeth and scolded him, completely tearing apart his pretended calmness, and the rage in his eyes swept over him.

He remembered what he heard on the South China Sea and the scene he saw in the palace.

Mu Zhou seemed to be startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Her avoidance made Fu Yu's face turn pale and cold in an instant.

When the little prince approached her, she did not avoid him and let him stick to her without any scruples, but he was extremely wary of herself.

He clenched his fingers tightly, and his ink-black eyes were filled with a chilling light.

Just then, a voice broke the silence between the two.

"Master, Junior Sister."

The person who came was Xu Kongsang, and behind him was a disciple with his head lowered.

Mu Zhou recognized her at a glance; it was Shen Ying'er.

Xu Kongsang had something to report and was about to speak when he saw that his master's face was unusually gloomy.

He couldn't help but feel panicked.

Master has never been so emotionally exposed before. Did something big happen?

He was about to ask when he heard his master say, "What do you want to report?"

Xu Kongsang had no choice but to suppress his doubts and start talking about business.

Mu Zhou was bored listening to this, and seeing Shen Ying'er consciously step back, he followed her.

As soon as Mu Zhou moved, Fu Yu's gaze unconsciously followed him.

Here, Mu Zhou looked at Shen Ying'er who had to bow to him, and suddenly smiled:

"I've said it before, nephew, you have a good master. Even if you can no longer practice, he is still willing to give you the magic medicine."

The pill in Shen Ying'er's hand is most suitable for disciples in the early stage of Qi Refining. I think Xu Kongsang went to Cangzhen Pavilion specifically to get it for Shen Ying'er.

But for Shen Ying'er, who has no cultivation, this pill is doomed to be useless.

Mu Zhou easily took the pill and played with it in his hand before throwing it back to Shen Ying'er.

Shen Ying'er caught it in a hurry, and remembered what she had said to Mu Zhou outside the Treasure Pavilion.

At that time, she mocked Mu Zhou for his poor cultivation and for wasting Master Luo Yun's elixir.

But now, she has become the one who wasted the pills.

She couldn't help but lower her head and bite her lips hard.

It happened that another disciple passed by and bowed to greet them when he saw them. After they left, Mu Zhou continued:

"Nephew, it doesn't matter if you have no cultivation at all. No matter what, you are still the eldest sister of Qingyuan Dao."

'Senior Sister' and the other two Mu Zhou deliberately slowed down their pace, and how could Shen Ying'er not understand the irony in it?

She has always looked down on Mu Zhou for being unworthy of his position, but now she is the one who is unworthy of the position, but she is holding on tightly and refuses to let go.

Shen Ying'er listened with a pale face, almost unable to stand.

If her master hadn't brought her here to get the elixir today, she wouldn't have wanted to go out, nor would she have wanted to see everyone looking at her.

Shen Ying'er tightly grasped the pill in her hand and made up her mind secretly.

She still has a chance.

Perhaps after more than a hundred years, she will have a new opportunity.

Shen Ying'er's thoughts were almost all written on her face, so Mu Zhou could naturally guess, but...

She glanced at the pill that Shen Ying'er was holding like a treasure, and her lips curled up inexplicably.

The moment she took the pill in her hand, she added something to it.

Within half a month, Shen Ying'er's current appearance and body will no longer be able to maintain, and she will gradually die of old age like an ordinary person over a hundred years old.

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After Xu Kongsang and Shen Ying'er's interruption, the coldness on Fu Yu's body gradually subsided.

Returning to the Dishan Palace, he looked at Mu Zhou and asked:

"Why do you have to have that pearl?"

"I want to improve my cultivation and become a disciple who will not bring shame to my master."

Mu Zhou looked at Fu Yu seriously and answered honestly.

Fu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at her, then sighed after a while:

"You haven't embarrassed me."

"But, after Master saved me that day, he was quite cold towards me. Master must have been disappointed in me."

Mu Zhou said this, lowering his eyes in grievance.

Fu Yu's heart tightened and he felt a little guilty.

That day, he realized that his emotions were almost out of control and instinctively wanted to suppress them, so he deliberately ignored Mu Zhou by taking measures such as seclusion.

He thought that to get rid of this emotion, he just needed to meditate calmly for a while. After all, those of them who practiced cultivation could best endure loneliness.

But unexpectedly, when he heard about the little prince of the South China Sea, his calm heart was instantly broken.

Thinking of the little prince, his face became even uglier.

Seeing that Mu Zhou was still bothered by his indifference that day, he had no choice but to make an excuse:

"That was because I was not feeling well that day. Don't think too much about it."

Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mu Zhou:

"What did you promise the little prince of the Dragon Palace?"

Mu Zhou told him everything verbatim.

At the end, he did not forget to defend Qi Yao:

"Although Qi Yao is very fickle, those female nuns and demons did benefit from it. Everyone gets what they need."

This is also why everyone continues to fall in love with Qi Yao even though they know that he is a playboy. It is really because Qi Yao has a special physique, and the benefits of dual cultivation with him are too tempting.

Seeing Mu Zhou's face full of longing, Fu Yu glared at her and said in a cold and low voice:

"Want to practice dual cultivation with him?"

Mu Zhou shuddered when her ear suddenly heard his voice. Looking at Fu Yu who had come closer to her, she subconsciously touched her itchy ear but didn't dare to admit it.

"How is that possible? Even if we were to practice dual cultivation, there's no way I'd find him."

"Who do you want to see?"

Seeing that she really wanted to practice dual cultivation, Fu Yu's tone became more and more pressing, and his cold eyes stared at her intimidatingly.

He even felt that if she really uttered a certain name, he would uncontrollably break that person's neck.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhou blurted out, "If I were to practice dual cultivation, I'd at least want to be with someone as handsome and powerful as Master..."

She seemed to have just realized what she had said and hurriedly bit her lower lip:

"I don't mean to blaspheme Master. I mean, if I could practice dual cultivation with Master, it would definitely... not be the case!"

Mu Zhou found that he couldn't explain himself clearly, so he just ran away.

Fu Yu, who was left standing there, was completely frozen in place, his mind filled with only Mu Zhou's words:

If I practice dual cultivation, it should at least be with my master.

Dual cultivation, Master, dual cultivation with Master...

He woke with a start.

How disgraceful! He is Mu Zhou's master!

At this time, Fu Yu could hardly recite the meditation technique, and returned to the meditation platform in a disorderly manner.