You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

On the first day of marrow washing, Zhao Ritian sweated a lot from the pain. When Saturday told him that he could take a rest, he fainted in Saturday's arms.

In the dead of night, Zhao Ritian woke up leisurely.

The wooden barrel used to clean up the filth removed from the body during the marrow washing process was still placed in the middle of the room. Seeing the big black thing, Zhao Ritian couldn't help but feel slightly hot on his face.

He was already young, with a high level of cultivation, and good physical fitness. After taking a short rest, he had recovered. At this time, his body was warm and comfortable. After removing the magic breath, his mood became very good. It seems that the pessimistic, negative, and extreme feelings hidden in the consciousness have faded away.

With nothing hindering him, his thoughts became more active.

Thinking of Master wiping his body and cleaning up the filth during the day, Zhao Ritian only felt uneasy and bumping like a deer, and his heart was itchy, making people want to reach in and scratch, or to be slightly relieved by Master's hug. .

Zhao Ritian was a little annoyed, why didn't he take advantage of his master to take care of him during the day, he screamed and acted a lot, maybe the relationship between the two will develop by leaps and bounds...

That's right, Zhao Ritian still hasn't given up on pursuing Saturday. He himself feels that after what happened last night, he has put his heart in front of the master calmly. He is not afraid of death, but is he afraid of being rejected by the master?Rejecting it once or twice is nothing, compared to Master's love, Zhao Ritian's face is insignificant at all.

As for the Taoist companion named Chen Ke, Zhao Ritian didn't take it seriously. Firstly, Master seldom mentioned this person, and he only spoke out because of his urgency. Maybe there is no such person at all; secondly, this person has never appeared before. , even if there is, I don't care so much about Master.That being the case, don't blame him for being merciless and snatching Master here.

Zhao Ritian thought about it, sat up, lifted the quilt, and walked to the room wearing only a lewd garment.

Inexplicably, he wanted to see how his master was sleeping, and it would be nice if he could kiss him secretly - of course, at present, he doesn't have the guts yet.

"That's what the book says, if you don't see each other in a day, it's like three autumns." Zhao Ritian murmured.

He came to the door of the inner room and found it closed.

Zhao Ritian stretched out his hand as he fantasized about Master's gentle and peaceful appearance in his deep sleep.

"hiss!"

An electric current ran through the fingertips, causing severe pain from the fingers to the elbow.

Zhao Ritian's right hand was wrapped in a cloth strip, and his left hand was shocked again. He didn't know what to do. He could only use his right arm to press his left arm, and bent down to hold it back for a long time before screaming out of pain.

This time, I was caught off guard and the pain was so painful that it was no worse than washing the marrow during the day.

"Huh...huh..." Zhao Ritian didn't dare to touch the door again, and looked at the ruthlessly closed door with unwillingness.

At this moment, he suddenly heard faint crying.

Is it... crying?

It seemed as if he was trying to suppress himself from crying, but he was choked up and couldn't breathe. Listening carefully, there was a hint of coquettishness.

No, not crying.

Zhao Ritian's heart suddenly froze, the voice was like a magic sound, seeping into his blood, he bit his finger, and then the back of his hand.

There was a rhythmic shaking sound, and the creaking of the overwhelmed bed board. When he listened carefully, he heard other sounds hidden in the silence—it was the panting of a strange man.

What is happening right behind this door, Zhao Ritian is not too pure to guess.

It's just that the impact was so violent that he couldn't believe it. He listened quietly for a while, and then suddenly gathered his strength——

"Boom"!

The shoulder slammed against the door, and the powerful barrier returned to the current again, this time even bursting out with a bright arc of light.

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Ritian bumped into it again, each time more violently. The pain caused by the enchantment current running through his body made him realize that he was still alive and did not die in grief in front of the cruel facts.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun, as usual, quietly fell on the window lattice, illuminating the panes clearly and picturesquely.

Waking up with a backache on Saturday, I looked at the big yellow cat beside me who was still resting with its eyes closed, and patted its head angrily. The big yellow cat shrank its neck, opened its dark eyes, and looked at the angry Zhou. six.

"Last night, what evil did you do again!" Saturday stared at the big yellow cat angrily.

Knowing that this is a critical period, he was washing Zhao Ritian's marrow on Saturday. He exhausted all his energy during the day, and at night he had to torment him while he was asleep.

"Why do I turn into a human every time I fall asleep... Did you do it on purpose?" Saturday propped himself up and got out of bed, this time it was even more extreme, and there was still wet and sticky stuff coming out... Saturday suddenly His face was hot, and although Jiu Kuang's body couldn't stand the torment, he also felt a sense of satisfaction that he was embarrassed to say.

However, the crux of the problem is that during the whole process, there was only a hazy impression on Saturday, but he did not wake up. Leave it for Saturday to clean up because of a cat who can't do anything but eat, sleep and play.

On Saturday, I washed my body and tidied up my robes before opening the door and going out.

When his finger touched the door, a residual electric current flashed across his fingertips, and he looked down in surprise.

In fact, he didn't set a barrier... Then why does it look like a barrier has been set on this door?

Could it be that the previous owner of this house was also a cultivator?

On Saturday, I guessed casually in my heart, pushed open the door and went out, but saw a mess outside, tables, chairs and benches were smashed, and there were obvious cracks on the wall.

Saturday was stunned, this, this outside room was about to be demolished, why didn't he hear anything last night?But more important than this is whether Zhao Ritian is safe or not.

The first reaction on Saturday was that Liansheng did not keep the promise and brought someone to attack him in the middle of the night—but when he saw the familiar figure sitting by the bed, he vetoed this conjecture.

"Dayday, you..."

Zhao Ritian turned around. He changed into a new black coat, as if his temperament had matured a lot overnight. He fixedly looked at Saturday, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time. let us start."

"Okay, okay..." Saturday always felt that something was wrong, but Zhao Ritian's attitude seemed very calm and normal, so he didn't think much about it.

As long as he persisted for another day, the demon breath in Zhao Ritianhai would be wiped away, and he would be able to embark on the road of cultivating immortals again.

Zhao Ritian consciously sat in the barrel and handed Saturday.

On Saturday, I held Zhao Ritian's hand, closed my eyes, and according to the usual practice, penetrated the spiritual sense into his veins, followed the Qi and blood to run for half of Saturday, and reached the Sea of ​​Qi.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong suction force, as if there was a bottomless pit hidden in the depths of the sea of ​​qi, and it was directly pulled by his spiritual power.

The fluctuation of spiritual power formed a vortex, and quickly spun and disappeared into the bottomless pit. Saturday gritted his teeth and tried to draw out the spiritual consciousness, but it was useless.

Marrow washing requires the absolute will of the healer, otherwise, the healer is easily drawn into the magic path by him, because when the healer dedicates his spiritual knowledge and power, he is defenseless and unreserved.

At the same time, in the room, the big yellow cat suddenly opened its eyes.

It jumped off the head of the bed and quickly walked out of the room. Its strong body bounced upwards and hit Zhao Ritian like a yellow fluffy cannonball. With a bang, Zhao Ritian staggered. Tilted to one side, and his hand connected to Saturday was also let go.

But it was too late.

Zhao Ritian stood up, and the strong magic breath penetrated his body, forming a layer of black mist, circling around him.

He was condescending, looking coldly at the big yellow cat coiled in front of Saturday.After being demonized, the long raised eyebrows flew into the temples, which made his expression even more sinister. At the same time, he was dressed in a black robe with dark gold patterns, which fit the shoulder line and waist line delicately. Fall down.

Zhao Ritian stroked his sleeves lightly, as if he was very satisfied with the outfit, he raised his head again, and said to the astonished Saturday: "Master, does this look good? Do you like it?" Then, without waiting for Saturday's answer, he chuckled again, "Master must be dissatisfied, but it doesn't matter, it's too difficult to please Master, why don't Master please please me."

As he spoke, he shattered the wooden barrel, walked up to Saturday, bent down, and stroked the hickey on the side of Saturday's neck with his fingers. Suddenly, with a strong force, he pulled up the skirt of Saturday's shirt and bit it hard.

Saturday was still in shock, and he didn't wake up until the stabbing pain in his neck. He released a spell that shook Zhao Ritian away, covered his bleeding neck with one hand, and staggered back two steps.

"Master's cultivation level is really unpredictable," Zhao Ritian smiled, "As expected of the body of a loose fairy, the apprentice just took a little bit of it, and he benefited a lot, which is much more powerful than the sum of all other righteous disciples. Ah, why don't you double cultivate with your disciple?"

"Zhao Ritian, you, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you?" Saturday cast a spell casually to stop the blood on his neck, and he looked at Zhao Ritian in disbelief.

"As Master has seen, after careful consideration, I still think that cultivating demons is more suitable for me."

"Why?? Didn't you decide to cultivate immortals yesterday??" Saturday felt hope disappear a little bit.

"Master, you still plan to let me cultivate immortals. Although you say that cultivating demons is also a path, but from the heart, you don't want me to cultivate demons, right?" Zhao Ritian tilted his head slightly, and looked at Zhou Zhou jokingly. six.

He was silent on Saturday. Indeed, the fundamental reason why he wanted Zhao Ritian to cultivate immortality was not because of the danger of cultivating demons and crossing the catastrophe, but—his mission was to train a person to transcend the catastrophe and become an immortal.

It took him a long time, and he only brought two apprentices with him. Long Aotian is traveling abroad now, and he doesn't know when he will come back. Zhao Ritian has become his only hope.

He is selfish, no matter what he says, he hopes that Zhao Ritian will trust him and rely on him wholeheartedly, and finally obediently embark on the road of transcending tribulation and ascending.

Now, Zhao Ritian pointed out this point, and Saturday couldn't refute it.

Zhao Ritian smiled, and said in a low voice: "I thought Master was so magnanimous, but now he still shows such an expression."

what expression?Confused Saturday.

"Disappointed, always disappointed. Master is too hard to please. He is very gentle on the surface, but in fact he is hard to approach. Therefore, the apprentice plans to change his strategy. How about master to please the apprentice? I am very easy to please."

After all, Zhao Ritian moved back three feet, leaving only a phantom on the spot.

His voice with a sneering smile came out of the air: "If Master satisfies me, I will obediently go back to cultivate immortality. But right now, I am very angry."