Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Duan Nanshi's expression softened a little, and he raised his lips and said with a smile: "I want to worship at Juyun Peak, but I don't know if I can win the eyes of a real person."

He didn't say too much, after all, he still didn't know whether Rong Mo could succeed.

The surrounding area was silent for a few seconds. It goes without saying how powerful Juyun Peak is.

Duan Nanshi actually wants to directly worship Master Qingyue as his teacher?

Several people looked at each other and saw the disdain in each other's eyes, but they laughed and said a lot of nice things to Duan Nanshi.

They probably all entered Juyun Peak, but don’t forget the brothers.

Duan Nanshi also said a few words of greeting.

After he left, those disciples immediately changed their faces.

"You still want to worship at Juyun Peak. Isn't it too daring to think about it?"

The person next to me laughed strangely, "Don't say that, don't you have the support of my junior uncle?"

"Can a real person be influenced? I asked him why he cultivates so fast. It turns out that it was his junior uncle who was supplying him with pills."

After eating so many rare elixirs, pigs can become sperms, and they can do it too.

They thought that Duan Nanshi had a good relationship with the inner disciples of Jianfeng, so they gave him a small chance.

I never expected that the person who opened the small stove for Duan Nanzhi was the junior uncle. The junior junior uncle came here just once and made such a big deal.

Duan Nan knows how many good things he has taken in the past three years.

"My life is good. I heard that the Duan family is dead, and only he and his junior uncle are left. He is the young master of the Duan family, so young junior uncle is not allowed to listen to him."

"No wonder, my junior uncle is so pitiful. You have to look at his face before joining Juyun Peak."

"That's right, if it were me, everyone would be dead. I don't care who you are."

Several people looked sarcastic and talked non-stop.

The wind direction did not develop as Bai Tuanzi feared.

"Strange, don't they know Duan Nan very well? How come it's spread like this?" Bai Tuanzi scratched his head.

Rong Mo's words came to mind again, and I took a breath...

Is this the true purpose of the host?

It's not that Duan Nanshi wants to see Rong Mo live a unhappy life, but are they jealous that Duan Nanshi lives a happy life? ? ?

Bai Tuanzi successfully knocked himself out, followed Rong Mo with a grimace, looked at the back of the Conquering Spirit Sword crookedly, stretched out his little hand to grab the corner of his clothes.

"Don't hold me, I'm going to fall off the horse!"

He never thought flying with a sword would be so difficult...

It is much more difficult to master than Qinggong.

The little thing has no eyesight, how crooked he is, how dare you touch him?

Rong Mo carefully stepped on the spirit sword and flew over Juyun Peak.

Bai Tuanzi held up the virtual panel and floated it aside.

"I didn't mean it. Didn't you ask me to show you how Duan Nanshi behaved after he left?"

Rong Mo's palms were sweating. If it fell, he would stop doing anything and just start the dinner.

"Okay, okay, putting it away is pretty much what I expected."

"Oh..." Bai Tuanzi put away the screen, raised his head and asked, "Are you going to praise me?"

"Huh? You are promising." You can guess his thoughts and you are making progress.

"It's okay" is just a guess.

Rong Mo smiled and said, "Half of a guess"

Praising and killing is just one of them. Going against Duan Nanshi is not in line with the persona he has given himself.

Bai Tuanzi didn't question Rong Mo's ability, but he still gave a reminder. "You have to be careful about his realm. If he continues as you are, Duan Nan's realm of knowledge may progress faster than the original world line."

It means, don't shoot yourself in the foot.

Rong Mo rolled his eyes, how could he be so stupid?

With her black hair swaying in the wind, Rong Mo sped up and flew back to the small courtyard, put away the spirit sword and landed lightly on the ground.

Only to find that the door was ajar.

Did you forget to close the door when you left?

Rong Mo opened the door, and the sandalwood scent hit his face. It was the scent of Xiu Jin, but for some reason it was much stronger than before.

Candles were lit.

Xiu Jin was wearing a warm white silk nightgown and sitting on a soft couch by the window. The fallen flowers behind her reflected him like a painting.

When Rong Mo thought about what happened last night, he held his breath, turned his head, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and sneered: "Master, isn't he going to retreat? Why are you here with your disciple?"

Xiu Jin didn't say anything, and Rong Mo's eyes slanted over and landed on Qian Qian's thin lips.

Delusion?

Xiu Jin seems to be looking bad...

Xiu Jin looked at him for a while before asking him in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

Rong Mo came back to his senses, took a sip of tea, and said, "I'm going to be independent."

"..."

"Pfft", Bai Tuanzi covered his mouth and snickered to the side, the host's atmosphere was still there.

Xiu Jin's eyes darkened, "Did you go to see Duan Nanshi?"

Rong Mo glanced at Xiu Jin and said with a smile: "When I grow up, does Master have to control who I meet?"

"..." Xiu Jin was speechless. Feeling the strong resentment, she moved her fingers towards Rong Mo, "Come here."

"No," Rong Mo refused decisively, "You have a strong sandalwood scent and I don't like it."

He doesn't like anything about cultivation.

Xiu Jin Qing Xiu would light soothing incense in the room.

The scent of sandalwood was not pungent, on the contrary, it smelled good, but he just couldn't like it.

The clothes and belt were stained so heavily, probably in preparation for seclusion.

Damn, it makes me sick just thinking about it.

Rong Mo crushed the tea cup with one hand, looking a little irritable.

Xiu Jin stood up and came to Rong Mo, squatting down, her clothes hanging on the ground, looking particularly soft under the candlelight.

"You misunderstood what you said today"

Rong Mo lowered his head and glanced over the sexy neckline.

Playing a honey trap with him, right?

Okay, okay, don’t give up the free benefits.

Rong Mo glanced at the half-covered chest and secretly drooled.

Even the breasts of a beauty can shine. Wouldn't you be so happy if you touched them?

Bai Tuanzi couldn't stand it any longer, "Dad...can you please restrain yourself?"

Rong Mo coughed twice, turned his face sideways, pretending to be indifferent, "What's the misunderstanding? Aren't you going to retreat?"

"Yes..." Xiu Jin pursed her thin lips, "But I don't care about your intentions."

He just wanted to give each other more time to think about what to do...

Rong Mo lowered his eyes and said nothing, this happened again.

He didn't want to quarrel with Xiu Jin because it didn't matter.

The important thing is that Xiu Jin will still retreat and escape from his feelings.

When Rong Mo thought about this, he felt that Xiu Jin came here just to make trouble. Since he didn't change his mind, why did he coax him as if he was showing weakness?

It made his nose sore and he almost cried in front of Xiu Jin.

He forced his tears back.

Damn it, he wasn't trying to force Xiu Jin to comply with his wishes. .

Besides, feelings cannot be forced. No matter what Xiu Jin decides, he will respect it even if he doesn't understand it.

Losing his lustful heart, Rong Mo really took it lightly this time. He stood up and issued the eviction order, "It's getting late, Master, please go back to your room."

This was the first time Rong Mo calmly issued an order to expel guests without making any fuss.

Xiu Jin raised his eyes in panic, staring at the young man's thin back.

Feeling uncomfortable and helpless, I stood up and wanted to touch Rong Mo, but was dodged easily.

With sourness in his heart, Xiu Jin shook the hand hanging by his side again and again. He stood behind Rong Mo and murmured, "It won't be that long, please wait for me, okay?"

What are you waiting for?

Rong Mo took a deep breath, "What do you want me to wait for you for?"

"..." Xiu Jin was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Saying that he has dirty thoughts towards his disciples?

Or is he jealous that Rong Mo went to see Duan Nanshi?

None of them are acceptable, none of them are in line with their relationship.

Rong Mo was waiting for Xiu Jin to answer. Time passed little by little and he looked sideways, his clear golden eyes filled with emotions he couldn't understand.

My heart sank a little bit, "I'm really tired, Master."

The sun was shining brightly when he went down the mountain, and now it was already setting. He just wanted to take a bath and sleep, and didn't want to think about anything else.

The young man looked at him with eyes that were light and tired, and he even heard Rong Mo sigh silently.

My heart trembled, and the sense of loss couldn't be suppressed.

Xiu Jin looked at Rong Mo blankly. Not long ago, Rong Mo would be nestling in his arms and calling his name, but now she was tired in front of him and her eyes never stayed on him.

It seems he was the one who was abandoned...

There was a fishy sweetness in my throat, and the spiritual energy in my body flowed through the meridians forcefully.

Xiu Jin was anxious for a moment and couldn't help coughing, "Ahem..."

He covered his lips and frowned slightly, trying his best to restrain himself, fearing that Rong Mo would see the clues.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Mo turned around, Xiu Jin's face turned pale and looked very uncomfortable.

Meeting his gaze, she quickly regained her composure and shook her head, "Nothing, just rest."

"oh…"

If you say it's okay, then it's okay. Rong Mo curled his lips and turned around.

She completely missed the bulging blood vessels on the back of Xiu Jin's hands and the abnormal scarlet color under her eyes.

Xiu Jin quickly left Rong Mo's bedroom and stepped out of the small courtyard. Blood poured out from the corners of his lips and dyed his nightgown red. He supported the magnolia tree in the courtyard to steady himself, and then The cough won't stop.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Master..." Blackbird followed behind worriedly, feeling a little distressed as he watched Xiu Jin bring out a mouthful of blood every time he coughed.

The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the backlash will be. If this continues, the master's body will be unable to bear it. "Do you want to consider giving up the ruthless way?"

"hold on…"

He would have to lose all his cultivation if he abandoned the Tao and started cultivating again. Without cultivation, how could he protect Rong Mo.

Maybe there is another way.

"Master, if you delay for too long, you will have inner demons."

Xiu Jin wiped off the blood on her lips, returned to the room, turned a porcelain bottle, and walked into the ice room. The biting cold collided with the rioting spiritual energy in her body, flowing around her body.

Within a moment, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing Xiu Jin so fragile for the first time, Blackbird's pupils trembled slightly, the master would not listen to the advice...

It landed not far away and lit the Anshen Incense for Xiu Jin and said, "If you don't abandon the Tao and start cultivating again, Master, please go into seclusion first."

At least stabilize the spiritual energy first, calm down the mind, and cultivate the mind ruthlessly. The more chaotic the mind, the more unstable it will be.

In the next three days, Rong Mo did not see Xiu Jin.

He was angry and didn't look for it. He made up his mind to have a cold war with Xiu Jin.

This day is the day of the sect competition.

As a real disciple of Qingyue, he made his first appearance in front of people.

So I put on the solemn Taoist robe, put on a fake smile, and looked noble and compelling.

In front of the courtyard, two fire lions were waiting there pulling a luxurious chariot.