Say it's a big treason to the master

"Speaking of returning the gift." Ming Xiuyi said while supporting Gong Wutong's ankles and stuffing his feet into the brocade quilt, then pulled the quilt up to cover those slender legs, thoughtfully Said, "I seem to have seen such a scene in the master's sea of ​​consciousness back then."

Gong Wutong: "???"

Gong Wutong looked at Ming Xiuyi blankly with a blank face, thinking that a beauty like me would almost lie naked on the bed and invite you to come to Wushan together, but you are still thinking about business?

"You said almost the same thing." Ming Xiuyi thought for a while, and said, "It's just that you still had different pupils at that time, and I... well, I was dressed in black, and you still called me your lord."

Gong Wutong almost rolled his eyes in disregard of his appearance, and said angrily: "Are you both cultivating or not, how annoying you are."

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi coughed dryly, and said softly: "Master, stop messing around, I'm talking about business."

Gong Wutong said: "I'm also talking about business with you now, why, isn't it serious business to refine the pain-relieving panacea for Master? Do you still have me as Master in your eyes?"

Ming Xiuyi didn't expect Gong Wutong to become even more unreasonable and unreasonable after seeing him for more than four years.

Facing Gong Wutong's violent nonsense, Ming Xiuyi has long been used to it, and has a countermeasure.

He skillfully smoothed Gong Wutong's hair, and said in a gentle voice: "Master's matter is naturally the most important thing. There is nothing in the world that is more important than Master."

Sure enough, Gong Wutong was immediately patted down, raised his chin triumphantly, and said lazily: "Then what do you want to exchange for the bone-eroding flower seed?"

He said, going to lick his fingers again.

Ming Xiuyi couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and turned out a wooden stick, then frozen it with honey ice, forced it into Gong Wutong's hand, and said helplessly: "Master, lick this."

Gong Wutong let out an "oh" and didn't care, so she obediently pinched the honey ice with both hands, and licked it slowly with the tip of her tongue.

Ming Xiuyi was about to coax his master to give him the bone-eating flower seeds, but soon he realized that his act of freezing honey ice for Gong Wutong to stop him from licking his fingers was completely drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Gong Wutong's finger licking is completely a stinking problem that will be left behind by being a fox, and most of the time it is unconscious, but the honey ice that Ming Xiuyi gave him is different. Going to glance at Ming Xiuyi, seeing Ming Xiuyi looking over, he hooked the tip of his tongue, curled up the melted ice water and licked it to his lips, leaving a small wet mark on the corner of his lips, he hooked his lips and smiled brilliantly.

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi almost ran away, he struggled to stabilize his mood, and said weakly: "What exactly does Master want?"

Gong Wutong held honey ice in his mouth, leaned slightly and hooked Gou Ming Xiuyi's chin with his wet fingers, his voice was a little vague because of the thing in his mouth: "It's been so many years since we met again that you want Master's baby, don't you?" A little unreasonable?"

Ming Xiuyi's ears were red, he lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Second senior brother, he just needs to plant a blind medicine called bone erosion flower. If it is refined, if the master is in pain in the future, there is no need to..."

Before he finished speaking, Ming Xiuyi suddenly froze for a moment, and later realized some details.

Although the bone erosion flower of the demons has the effect of relieving pain, it is a poison blindly. If you don't grasp the dosage properly, you will be able to give birth to the illusion of being addicted to it.

Although Gong Wutong loves bright flowers, it is not necessary to plant all the inside and outside of the whole hall with bone erosion flowers.

The only explanation is that since Gong Wutong fell into a demon, his meridians have already started to ache, that's why he needed the bone erosion flower to relieve the pain violently.

Ming Xiuyi frowned, seeing Gong Wutong still licking the ice water with the tip of his tongue, felt distressed and funny.

The sky is falling, how can he still be so heartless?

Is he not afraid of pain?

Gong Wutong said casually: "There is no need for anything?"

Ming Xiuyi sighed lightly, and said, "It's nothing, what exactly is Master willing to give?"

Gong Wutong also noticed that Ming Xiuyi thought he was teasing him, and couldn't help being a little annoyed that his slutty appearance had teased him too much, so now Ming Xiuyi was used to teasing him from time to time.

Gong Wutong thought sullenly: "I'm serious this time."

He didn't know when he fell in love with Ming Xiuyi, and he fell into it as if he was teasing and teasing.

But it's also because of Gong Wutong's dissolute temper, and the influence of the "Concubine Selection Day" that year, perhaps even when he was not aware of it, he had already fallen into the gentle land.

Ming Xiuyi was still listening to the master's request seriously, with a serious expression on his face, without any distracting thoughts, which made Gong Wutong even more angry.

He just wanted to have sex with his sweetheart, who did he provoke?

With a cold face, Gong Wutong took out a few seeds the size of half a fingernail from the small pot beside the bed, threw them directly on Ming Xiuyi, and said coldly: "Here, take it, and go save your master."

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi was so smashed that he couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't care about the seeds on his body, so he first teased Gong Wutong who had a bad temper.

"I don't have any other intentions from the disciple." Ming Xiuyi said softly, "It's just that the second senior brother said that the medicine is ready, and the refined elixir can keep the master from being affected by pain for ten years."

Gong Wutong held the wooden stick, biting the honey ice with iron teeth and copper teeth, and said with a strange yin and yang air in his mouth: "Oh, it's amazing."

Ming Xiuyi suddenly frowned slightly.

Gong Wutong, who was still hypocritical, suddenly felt a little bit in his heart, and he didn't care about the anger in his heart. He thought a little nervously: "He won't be tired of me, will he? He won't finally get tired of my nonsense and get angry? He Won't you just turn around and leave?"

It wasn't until this time that Gong Wutong realized that just his bad temper, any normal person can't bear it at all, and he would instinctively redouble his mischief in front of familiar people.

Gong Wutong has been arrogant for decades, and this is the first time he has such a thought: If one day, Ming Xiuyi is really driven away by his unreasonable troubles, what will he do?

Thinking of this, Gong Wutong panicked inexplicably.

Just when he was scaring himself, Ming Xiuyi raised his hand to gently hold Gong Wutong's hand, and said softly: "Master, is it cold?"

Gong Wutong was stunned, looked down, and then realized that his hand holding the wooden stick was trembling unconsciously.

Ming Xiuyi knew how to make the master comfortable, even if he covered the entire dormitory with the spiritual power of the ice spirit, it would not make Gong Wutong cold. Seeing Gong Wutong's hands trembling unconsciously, he thought that there was only pain Can make him like this.

Gong Wutong's ignorant appearance made Ming Xiuyi's heart sink to the bottom, and only those who endured the pain for a long time would have this reaction.

Ming Xiuyi didn't want to care about how he got into a demon anymore, he gently squeezed Gong Wutong's hand, and tentatively discussed with him: "Master, can you go back with me?"

Gong Wutong suppressed the pain, skillfully restrained the trembling of his body, and frowned when he heard this: "The demons are quite fun."

"But the doctors here are not as good as the second senior brother." Ming Xiuyi's voice became softer, "They can't make Master feel pain."

Gong Wutong glanced at him: "My lord, I am also a doctor."

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi said helplessly: "What I mean is that only the second senior brother's poisonous Gu blood can eliminate the toxicity of the Bone Corrosion Flower, otherwise, taking the Bone Corrosion Flower will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

Gong Wutong hated pain, but he had no choice but to refute it, instead frowning and thinking.

Seeing his reaction, Ming Xiuyi knew that the matter was settled. He first picked up the bone-eroding flower seeds on his body and collected water to wash Gong Wutong's sticky hands patiently.

Gong Wutong unconsciously let him play around, blinked his eyes for a while, and said: "It's okay, anyway, I've almost stayed with the demons, so it's time to go out and have a look."

Ming Xiuyi laughed and said: "Then I'll go and talk to my lord first, and I'll take you away when I get back."

Gong Wutong was too lazy to take care of such trifles, Ming Xiuyi was willing to help him, he nodded his head, lazily leaning on the soft pillow, and said: "Is there a chariot?"

Ming Xiuyi said: "You can have it."

Gong Wutong likes to trouble Ming Xiuyi very much, upon hearing this, he smiled and said: "I want to be so soft that I can lie down and sleep."

Ming Xiuyi nodded, raised his hand and handed him the frozen head flower: "Okay."

Seeing Ming Xiuyi leave the dormitory, Gong Wutong changed his lazy posture just now, jumped up from the bed, called a big devil over, and asked him to put all his favorite decorations and flowers into storage bags, He wants to take it with him.

The big demon said slowly: "My lord, are you not coming back?"

"Come back, I'll come back when I'm tired of playing." Gong Wutong lazily said while wearing ice flowers on his head in front of the mirror, "Does this conflict with my packing these things?"

The big demon let out an "oh", and stopped asking any more questions, and worked hard to pack his things for him.

Half a day later, Ming Xiuyi came back and saw that Gong Wutong had packed up and was sitting on the railing at the door of the bedroom dangling his legs. Seeing Ming Xiuyi coming over, he smiled at him.

It was still too hot outside, and Gong Wutong was still dressed in a thin purple dress. When he swung his legs, he could glimpse two slender bare legs, which was extremely attractive.

Ming Xiuyi stepped forward, took out another blue robe, and put it on his shoulders regardless of Gong Wutong's objection.

Gong Wutong was very reluctant: "Hot."

In fact, he didn't want to wear too many clothes, which were cumbersome and heavy.

Ming Xiuyi said helplessly: "It's late autumn outside the Three Realms, and it will be very cold after crossing the Yunjiang River."

Gong Wutong stopped thumping.

Ming Xiuyi did not know where to find a luxurious chariot, and in front of it was a snow-white spirit beast, which looked as if it was condensed with cold.

He helped Gong Wutong onto the chariot, urged the ice spirit seed, and the spirit beast pulled the chariot soaring into the sky, and then flew slowly and steadily among the clouds.

Sure enough, as Gong Wutong requested, the car was covered with a thick soft couch. As soon as Gong Wutong entered, he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the soft couch. The green robe wrapped in ice and snow breathed lazily and yawned .

Ming Xiuyi leaned forward and said, "Master, do you want to sleep?"

Gong Wutong, whose head was full of "sleeping", was overjoyed, thinking that the little apprentice finally understood his own mind.

Soon, he was knocked down by Ming Xiuyi's Ice Spirit Seed, and he really fell into a deep sleep.

Gong Wutong: "..."

After Gong Wutong fell asleep, Ming Xiuyi laid Gong Wutong in a comfortable position, looked down at Gong Wutong's sleeping face, and recalled that when he talked about what Gong Wutong foresaw, Gong Wutong didn't seem to be that old. The reaction seems to be no surprise.

For this kind of foresight, Gong Wutong seems to have always had this attitude.

He has great reactions to other people's future, but when it comes to his own, he loses interest, as if he doesn't care about his future at all.

Ming Xiuyi frowned, and began to wonder if Gong Wutong said that he wanted to change his fate, but whether he changed himself.

***

Gong Wutong slept comfortably, and when he woke up again, he was already outside the demon clan.

Surrounded by the familiar fragrance of epiphyllum and the fragrance of small snow-white flowers bloomed by Ming Xiuyi's wood-type spiritual power, Gong Wutong stretched lazily on the bed and sat up for a long time.

He originally thought that he had been brought by Ming Xiuyi to the Hongchen Garden of Jiufangzong, but only after he got down did he realize that this place is not Hongchenyuan at all, not even Jiufangzong.

Gong Wutong was not afraid that Ming Xiuyi would sell him, so he wrapped himself in a green robe lazily, put on his shoes, opened the door and walked out.

He was in a small quiet courtyard with elegant interior decoration and a few jasper epiphyllum plants. The courtyard outside was full of colorful flowers. It didn't look like late autumn at all.

Gong Wutong walked down the steps, looked around for a week, raised his eyebrows slightly.

The house here should be built by Ming Xiuyi, the beads on the wall and the roof are all covered with Ming Xiuyi's vines, blooming clusters of small snow-white flowers, completely wrapping the house.

Gong Wutong went down the steps and just took a few steps, a vine on the side protruded its green beard towards him, hooked his wrist and wrapped it around a few times, tender and shy.