The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

"Master, what are you talking about? I am your second disciple, Mo Yunyu."

As he spoke, Mo Yunyu glanced at the rain outside the house, then sat down on the chair with a nonchalant look on his face.

Ji Xiuzhu didn't believe his lies, and quickly came to Mo Yunyu, raised his sword and put it on his neck, angrily scolding: "Although I don't know why you look exactly like my evil disciple, but you have the fragrance of lotus flowers, but my disciple doesn't have that. Don't lie to me! Tell me, what do you want to do!"

When Ji Xiuzhu thought about the forced kiss he had just had, he instantly became furious and wished he could chop the man in front of him to death right now.

When Mo Yunyu heard this, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.

How could he forget this? His master was the most sensitive to smells.

Thinking of this, Mo Yunyu couldn't help but chuckle: "Ji Xiuzhu, you are so smart, don't you know best what I want to do?"

Ji Xiuzhu: Damn it, I just said something rude, and you're not pretending anymore? Anyway, how would I know what you want to do!

During the few seconds that Ji Xiuzhu was stunned, Mo Yunyu found the right opportunity, snatched the sword from her hand, and then pulled her arm hard, and she fell into Mo Yunyu's arms.

She was about to stand up and fight back, but she found that her spiritual veins were pinched by Mo Yunyu and could not be formed at all.

So she thought of a risky move.

She exerted force on her lower abdomen, straightened her neck, and then opened her mouth wide to bite Mo Yunyu's neck.

In an instant, she felt a sweet and sticky feeling with a taste of rust rushing into her throat, which immediately calmed her irritable heart.

Mo Yunyu just took a breath of cold air, and then he didn't bother Ji Xiuzhu anymore, letting her "say poisonous words" to him.

After biting for an unknown amount of time, Ji Xiuzhu finally let go when he felt his mouth become stiff.

As soon as he let go, Ji Xiuzhu spat out the blood in his mouth, and it suddenly landed on Mo Yunyu's face.

Ji Xiuzhu: Burp! I’m dead, dead! This guy is holding my lifeline, and I spit on his face without noticing. He’s not going to get angry and kill me now, is he?

However, the scene she imagined did not come as expected. On the contrary, Mo Yunyu just took out a handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo from his arms and wiped the blood stains on his face in an orderly manner, without any displeasure on his face.

"Master, spitting at others is very impolite. So, let me think about how to punish you."

After Mo Yunyu finished speaking, he squeezed her wrist even tighter, then lifted Ji Xiuzhu's hand high above her head.

The other hand tightly embraced Ji Xiuzhu's waist, and then he lowered his head and attacked Ji Xiuzhu's lips.

In an instant, Ji Xiuzhu felt her lips slightly cool, and a tingling sensation instantly filled her whole body, causing goose bumps to appear on her skin.

Mo Yunyu felt Ji Xiuzhu's body instantly straightened, and his eyes were filled with an unconcealable smile.

He slowly moved his destination from Ji Xiuzhu's lips to her neck, his movements smooth and without any hesitation.

At this moment, Ji Xiuzhu felt his heart beating non-stop, thinking that he might not be able to escape today. However, he never expected that Mo Yunyu did not go any further, but buried his head in Ji Xiuzhu's neck and did not move.

At this moment, Ji Xiuzhu's room was eerily quiet. Only the dripping sound of rain outside reminded them that time had not stopped.

Ji Xiuzhu clearly felt Mo Yunyu's rapid breathing when he leaned against her, but she was more curious about why Mo Yunyu didn't continue.

It’s not that she wanted something to happen, but the composure shown by Mo Yunyu was truly surprising.

Where can you find a gentleman who can remain calm even when holding a beautiful woman in his arms?

Hmm? Gentleman?

Ji Xiuzhu instantly thought of the sword he had given to Mo Yunyu in his early years, which was called the Gentleman Sword. Anyone who could wield this sword had to be a gentleman.

Seeing Mo Yunyu holding her in his arms, she suddenly had a bold guess in her mind.

Ji Xiuzhu tried to awaken the spiritual power around her body, but after several unsuccessful attempts, she gave up.

Feeling Ji Xiuzhu's unusual movements in his arms, Mo Yunyu took a deep breath and whispered in Ji Xiuzhu's ear: "Master, be good and be quiet for a while. I just want to hold you like this for a while. If you move again, I will really eat you."

Hearing Mo Yunyu say this, Ji Xiuzhu instantly straightened his body, fearing that the slightest movement would bring trouble upon himself.

When Mo Yunyu felt Ji Xiuzhu's actions, a doting smile instantly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His master hasn't changed at all. He is too stubborn and inflexible to adapt. He can't stand being teased.

Just like that, Mo Yunyu and Ji Xiuzhu maintained this posture at the table until dark.

At night, the wind was chilly and the rain had stopped suddenly. The only sound in Ji Xiuzhu's yard was the chirping of crickets.

When a cool breeze blew, Mo Yunyu reluctantly moved his head away from Ji Xiuzhu's neck.

He looked at Ji Xiuzhu, who was sleeping soundly in this position, and the joy of regaining what he had lost could no longer be suppressed in his eyes.

He slowly released the hand that was holding Ji Xiuzhu, slowly picked her up, and walked towards Ji Xiuzhu's bed.

But he had been maintaining the same posture, and his legs were paralyzed by Ji Xiuzhu's pressure. He almost fell down accidentally and almost threw Ji Xiuzhu out.

Fortunately, his lower body was stable, otherwise, Ji Xiuzhu would have almost fallen to the ground.

Mo Yunyu gently put Ji Xiuzhu on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

He reached out and touched his neck which was bitten by Ji Xiuzhu and bled but now had scabbed over. He couldn't help laughing out loud: "I knew you would bite my neck like last time, but as long as it's you, it doesn't matter if it's bitten off. You know, after tens of thousands of years, I finally found you. This time, I won't let anything happen to you again, Master."

After saying that, he bent down and kissed Ji Xiuzhu on the forehead, said "good night", and disappeared on the spot.

After Mo Yunyu disappeared, Ji Xiuzhu slowly opened his eyes.

She reached out her hand and touched the forehead that Mo Yunyu had just kissed, and murmured, "There shouldn't be a word like 'good night' in this world..."

She had already woken up when Mo Yunyu released her spiritual veins just now, but when she peeked into Mo Yunyu's cultivation, it was as if there was a layer of cloth covering her and she couldn't see anything clearly.

But there is one thing she can be sure of, the person in front of her is Mo Yunyu, but not the current Mo Yunyu. Combined with his vague words just now, it can be determined that this is Mo Yunyu tens of thousands of years later.

Because at the moment when Mo Yunyu disappeared, she felt the aura of Gentleman Sword.

The Gentleman Sword was the first sword given to Mo Yunyu by the original owner, so her bond with the Gentleman Sword was still there and she could feel it clearly.

So the question is, from what Mo Yunyu said ten thousand years later, she seemed to be missing, or dead.

Things must not be that simple, otherwise, how could he have traveled tens of thousands of years to find her?

Besides, would the future her play so wildly with her apprentice? !

Has it reached the point where we can kiss, hug, and lift each other up high?!

but……

Ji Xiuzhu touched his lower lip, and it seemed as if a trace of spring water was dripping in his heart, instantly forming ripples.

She didn't hate this feeling, but rather felt a little secretly happy about it.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ji Xiuzhu slapped himself hard: "Damn it, what kind of love-brained idea is this! My top priority now is to live a good life, why should I think about love! Besides, that's a big devil, don't you see that he looks like he wants to kill you at any time?!"

After complaining, Ji Xiuzhu covered his head with the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

It is impossible to have a love brain, after all, a love brain will only affect the speed at which she draws the sword!