Quick wear: the host is so brave, and the blackened villain dares to tease

"She's just a little peach blossom demon, her demon nature is inherently evil, so why not use her to detoxify?"

When Xuan Mo heard the words of the demon, a sternness flashed across his usually calm heart.

In the next moment, he pinched his heart formula and forcibly expelled the demons regardless of serious injuries.

"Pfft~"

Ning Xi saw Xuan Mo suddenly vomit a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.

"Grandmaster?"

"Master Xuanmo?!"

[Host, there is a wilderness Buddhist temple 1000 meters to your left, you can go there to rest first. ]
Ning Xi gritted her teeth and helped Xuan Mo up.

Although she was also seriously injured, she was a demon anyway, as long as she had a little demon power, it was still possible to lift a grown man up.

Ning Xi supported Xuan Mo, and according to the guidance of the system, he found the wild temple in the barren mountain.

Shrubs are growing outside the temple, old tree roots are spreading through the ground, and the steps in front of the temple are covered with moss.

Ning Xi helped the person to go in, and saw a Buddha statue with an incense burner and tulips under the statue.

She thought it was an abandoned temple, but she didn't expect that there were still a lot of freshly burned incense on the censer, and the tuanbu looked clean.

First put Xuan Mo in the temple randomly, and then Ning Xi went out to pick up a pile of firewood to start a fire.

The clothes of the two were still wet, Ning Xi set up a wooden shelf in front of the campfire, took off his coats and hung them in front of the campfire to dry.

"Master, I'm sorry." Ning Xi stretched out her hand and took off Xuan Mo's holy clothes, and she could vaguely see that the muscles inside the white inner clothes were particularly strong. At this moment, she realized that Xuan Mo was also a strong and powerful man.

The fire illuminated the Buddha statues in the temple, and Ning Xi felt warmed up, feeling drowsy.

She is a demon now, she doesn't need to rest, well maybe, it's because she was seriously injured.

The next moment, she saw Xuan Mo wake up, and the moment she opened her eyes, her eyes were a little hot when she looked over.

Ning Xi's eyes lit up, "Master Xuan Mo, are you awake?"

Xuan Mo leaned his back against the altar, feeling uneasy, and felt an unbearable sense of turmoil.

Seeing him frowning and drooping eyes, Ning Xi looked impatient, she hurried over and was about to grab his arm, but he brushed him away.

She was taken aback immediately, Xuan Mo had a gentle manner in the past, never thought that he would be like this.

Xuan Mo opened his lips, "Don't come here, benefactor, the poor monk is fine."

Ning Xi would not believe that he was fine, "Master Xuanmo, what's wrong with you?"

But he lowered his head, and when he spoke again, there was a bit of intermittent breathing in his voice.

"Almsgiver, you go, poor monk."

Xuan Mo suddenly smelled the woman's fragrance, his heart burned even more, and his mind became more and more in a trance.

When Ning Xi leaned over to check his situation, he was suddenly wrapped around his waist by a pair of strong arms.

She immediately felt Xuan Mo's hot body temperature.

Being hugged by him suddenly, she fell down on him unexpectedly.

Ning Xi froze, but Xuan Mo opened his deep eyes, stretched out a hand to push her away.

The beads on his wrist made a colliding sound with his hasty movements, which seemed incomparably fresh in the silent Buddhist temple.

Ning Xi met his eyes, and his eyes fell on his other hand that was still holding her waist.

The veins on his hands were bulging, and his eyes and demeanor were full of struggle.

Even though he was being bitten by the snake's venom now, Xuan Mo still restrained himself, when he was approaching the extreme, in the silent Buddhist temple, only the sound of his forbearing breathing was heard.

Ning Xi remembered Tong Zi's special reminder that if he didn't detoxify in time, Xuan Mo would die from broken tendons
She pressed Xuan Mo's dry and warm hand with her hand, leaned over, and her thin lips were in front of his eyes.

Xuan Mo's expression changed abruptly, the snake venom in his dantian completely turned back, and he instinctively kissed the little peach demon's lips viciously.

It's like drinking water to quench your thirst.

Ning Xi was covered by his broad palm, kissed passionately by him, and was quickly laid down on the tuanpu.

Master Xuanmo's kiss was so fierce that it was impossible to tell at all that the Buddhist disciples of Lingshan Temple, who had always been sad and happy, had fallen into the mortal world at this moment.

She could feel that Xuan Mo had lost his mind, otherwise even if he died, he probably wouldn't relapse.
His hand wearing the prayer beads tore at her belt.

Ning Xi was in his arms, with her head buried in his heart, she inadvertently glanced at the Buddha statue on Xuan Mo's back.

The solemn and compassionate Buddha statue looks at a monk and a demon under the Buddha seat with those compassionate eyes.

Ning Xi was startled, and stretched out her hand to push Xuan Mo away, but he held it tightly and kissed her lips and teeth.

She sensed that the monk was missing the point.

His lips hurt from being bitten.

Ning Xi's mind wandered for a moment, his hands with sharp knuckles were still wearing Buddhist beads, the wooden beads were suddenly cold by the beads.

Ning Xi's heart trembled, and she couldn't help shaking.

Xuan Mo lowered his head, followed the prayer beads
Ning Xi's mind went blank.

In her eyes, Xuan Mo is a disciple of the Buddha who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Now, the face of Buddha's son Jiyue's scenery is in front of her.

……

The long hair was scattered on the side of the cattail, and the usually gentle and gentle monk whispered next to her ear.

"Benefactor, offended."

……

Before Ning Xi had time to react, Xuan Mo was completely backlashed by the snake's venom.

The moment he lost his mind, Buddhist precepts flashed in his mind.

The five precepts of Buddhism say:
no killing

Two do not steal
Three not to commit adultery
Xuan Mo never thought that the first time he went down the mountain to practice, he broke the third commandment.
Hearing the cry of the little peach demon, reason should make him stop immediately.

But in fact, his hands are self-taught
The full moon outside the temple and the light from the bonfire inside the temple illuminated the temple brightly. Under the altar where Buddha statues were enshrined, a monk and a demon had forgotten where they were.

The Buddhist bead that Xuan Mo wears on his wrist all the year round was inadvertently pulled by the little peach demon.

The moment the eyes of a monk and a demon met, the rosary beads scattered all over the ground with a "wow".

The beads of Buddha landed on the ground, which was particularly ear-piercing in the empty temple.

At that moment, Xuan Mo seemed to wake up for a moment.

His deep eyes swept across the solemn Buddha statue, but his hands did not let go of the little peach demon.

Ning Xi felt that the scattered Buddhist beads hit her back, and made a "hiss".

Xuan Mo picked her up with a feeling, picked up the Buddhist bead with his slender fingers and threw it away at will, and then
Ning Xi finally let go of Xuan Mo's arm feebly, and passed out.

Xuan Mohong looked at the little peach demon with red eyes, and finally buried his head on her shoulder, completely dispelling the first wave of snake poison.

……

Ning Xi was drowsy and woke up again by the jolt.

Subconsciously, she reached out and punched the man above her, and closed her eyes completely.

Xuan Mo bit her earlobe, and asked:

"Benefactor, why don't you open your eyes and look at the poor monk?"

Ning Xi muttered in her heart, destroy it.

The poisoned monk has completely lost his mind.

"Almsgiver, please answer the poor monk's words."

When Ning Xi was about to scold him, Xuan Mo lowered his head and blocked her lips.

She wants to cry but has no tears, she is blocked, how can she speak?
On this full moon night, the Buddha statues in the temple watched everything under the altar quietly in the firelight and moonlight, without sadness or joy.

……