Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

His hands were raised high above his head with a crown on it, and his fair wrist was strangled by a slender hand. The force was not very strong, but it was enough to leave him no chance of escape. The young man's posture was ambiguous and dangerous.

Seeing that the situation was about to develop into a trend of his legs becoming weak again, Bai Luoli rolled his eyes slightly and raised his foot as if to kick his natural pendant, betting that he would definitely dodge Feigen's foot.

"Bang——" What was touched was not a piece of soft meat, but a piece of hard wood.

He swore that his sixth sense would never make a wrong judgment, and it might be Mo Qianyu's powerful inner demon that had separated from his original body.

Seeing that there was a chance to escape from Merlin, Bai Luoli lifted up the hem of his robe that was trailing on the ground, shouted loudly, summoned his own spirit sword Qinghong, and fled in panic.

"Mo Qianyu" was neither hurried nor slow. He directed his spiritual power as thin as a hair at the person in the air. With a "whoosh", he tied the person down again.

The man naturally would not surrender without any restraint, and the pressure that had not been released for a long time poured out. The different colored spiritual currents did not seem to be coming for a fight, but more like a hug.

The drowsy mind was stimulated by the sobering soup-like object and became clear-headed. The two Zhiyu, whose heights reached the standard of male gods, were practicing magic without caring about their image.

The graceful fighting ceremony adds the icing on the cake.

The young man was so lenient and accommodating in every way that the master completely forgot that he was a pregnant father-to-be.

Xifei's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly helplessly. He didn't come here today to fight with his master!

After blocking the man's quick move, "Mo Qianyu" finally told the purpose of his visit today, "Master, I came here just to take a good look at you. Stealth behavior should not be made public."

Bai Luoli turned around and retracted some of his spiritual power, stepped back onto Qinghong and said, "You are not Mo Qianyu at all. Don't try to deceive me with his appearance. He is fine now, so there is no need to visit him."

"Not Mo Qianyu? Then who am I? Don't you forget who got the seed in your belly? Does Master really think he can tell us apart?"

The cruel words coupled with the young man's unhappy expression made Bai Luoli subconsciously spread her palms and pressed them against her round belly.

The injured look in her eyes made her look pitiful, her big round eyes quietly filled with translucent liquid, a few strands of soft black hair hung down on the other side of her neck, the ends of her hair gently rubbing against the fabric at the bottom of her waistband.

His trembling words were mixed with disbelief, "No... the child is his! You are lying... you are lying!"

After saying that, he seemed unable to accept the heart-wrenching blow from the young man. His emotions fluctuated extremely erratically. The life in his abdomen was connected to his heart, and at this moment, it felt waves of severe pain like a knife twisting its spine.

Fine beads of sweat overflowed from the smooth forehead, and Bai Luoli's lips opened in a painful arc.

The spirit sword was affected by his bad mood and its form gradually disappeared.

"Huh--" He slowly squatted down, holding on to the rough tree trunk beside him, and the use of spiritual power temporarily replaced the role of soothing.

"Master, are you okay?" The disciple who used to speak harsh words to hurt others also became sensible. The calming effect of spiritual power with different elements was also different.

The young man apologized over and over again like a child who had done something wrong, "Master, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I was wrong, you can beat me, scold me, or punish me, I have no complaints."

Bai Luoli replied succinctly: "Get lost!"

Unexpectedly, the young man, whose face was thicker than a city wall, started to act like a spoiled child, "No no no, I still have to take care of my master, so I won't leave."

I never thought that one day I would be classified as a member of the vulnerable group of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

Other people’s masters are “sick beauties”, he is a “pregnant beauty”, and the word “weak” is also associated with him.

The relationship between the two here was dull, while over there Chu Yunze and Xun Ming were communicating animatedly.

After all, if you hold it in for too long, you will have to take some time to vent it out. You can't waste the great harmonious movement of life in vain.

In Qingyanxuan, "Mo Qianyu" placed the person carefully on the warm bed. All his romantic thoughts collapsed completely. The person he had been thinking about day and night lay obediently in his arms. His lonely heart was instantly filled with selfless love without any gaps.

The sweet scent of peach blossoms penetrated into his nostrils, and his whole body was filled with the natural body fragrance and soothing breath of his master.

Before they knew it, they both fell into a dream where their five senses were blocked.

Return to Ancheng——Baicao Pavilion.

Wen Guangbai waited in the front hall for a long time, but Su Mu did not appear in front of him.

Yu Wuying had previously roughly explained where Su Mu was going, and that it would not take long for him to return to the pavilion, so he should not be anxious, but try a piece of cake and drink a cup of tea to kill time while waiting.

Sure enough, just after he finished the dessert on the plate and drank a small cup of tea, Su Mu returned to Baicao Pavilion.

It was obvious that he had told Yu Wu Sakura to do this in advance, and even prepared the excuses in advance.

After not seeing him for many days, Wen Guangbai looks even more handsome.

The young man tactfully turned around and stepped back, leaving the two some private space to meet and reminisce.

Su Mu followed her usual practice and gave her lover a big hug. "Guangbai, have you missed me these days? I miss you so much!"

Wen Guangbai said jokingly: "No, I don't miss you."

The man was shocked by these words and immediately withdrew his arms, instead holding his cheek, and said firmly with burning eyes: "I don't believe it."

"Okay, I came here to discuss something important with you. Where is the Ice-Pure Jade Kai you picked at the Immortal Mountain? I'm waiting to use it to save someone."

Hearing this, the man continued to ask, "Save someone? Who is seriously injured and needs to be healed by Bingqing Yukai?"

Wen Guangbai had no choice but to recount the events of the Yu Tu Sect in detail. Xu Luoge had asked him not to spread the matter of Baili Qi's spiritual root being destroyed, but because Su Mu was not an outsider, it was not included in the scope of concealment.

"Guangbai, you will understand if you come with me. It's not that I don't want to give it to him, but Bingqing Yukai has been sleeping for a long time, and the healing effect can only be exerted for one third of the original effect."

Fearing that Wen Guangbai didn't believe in her, Su Mu supplemented him with knowledge outside of books while leading the way.

The habits of wild spiritual plants that grow naturally are naturally very different from those of ordinary medicinal plants.

Put it this way, Bing Qing Yu Kai's healing effect is better when it's awake than when it's in deep sleep.

The most important thing is, if Bing Qing Yu Kai was forced to make medicine to save people at this time, his specific derivative state would also involve the life of the person being treated.

By then, not only will the medicinal materials be wasted and their effects lose effectiveness, but the person will also be unable to be saved.

Wen Guangbai secretly sighed, what a terrible and messed up thing this is...

Su Mu advised kindly: "These are the things you need to pay attention to. Whether you can wait in time is another matter."

As they were talking, the barrier protecting Bingqing Yukai was within reach of the two of them.

It was the first time that Wen Guangbai came into close contact with the real immortal plant, which was no longer based on the stiff descriptions and static hand-drawings in ancient pharmacopoeias.

Although Bingqing Yukai is now in a static picture, it is indeed a living and tangible fairy plant that exists in reality.

The sleeping appearance of Bingqing Yukai is like a child, with a pair of slender leaves like a human's two small hands, motionless in the position of supporting the chin.

It looks very cute, with an inexplicable childish innocence.

Su Mu put her arm around his shoulders. It was obvious that Wen Guangbai liked Bing Qing Yu Kai very much. If it wasn't for the purpose of saving people and replenishing their spiritual roots, maybe this immortal plant could be given to him as a token of love, so that he could take it back to Yunwei Peak and take good care of it.

He thought so, and so did Wen Guangbai. Plants are much cuter than humans. They don't have the intrigue and schemes, nor are they controlled by the seven emotions and six desires. Dealing with people is tiring, but dealing with medicine is joyful.

"Guangbai, we haven't had sex for a long time, you see..." Su Mu, who could only be serious for three seconds, finally revealed her innermost thoughts.

Wen Guangbai changed his usual behavior and did not refuse as he usually did. Instead, he agreed without hesitation.

Since Bing Qing Yu Kai hasn't gotten it yet, he can only unconditionally satisfy someone's request.