Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

He came to the mountain where his master asked him to go, and according to the magic formula the master told him, he used the rare magic power in his body to make himself invisible here.He thought, he must find the best place to bury the master here.

He ran on the green grass, surrounded by the laughter of human beings, and everyone looked so happy.

Those laughter came to his ears, making his already heavy steps seem to become a lot lighter.

It turns out that this is the paradise that the master said.

When he stayed away from the crowd and came to a remote open area, he saw what his master had told him, which was different from the dark demon world, and there were large flowers and plants belonging to the human world in front of him.

There are flowers of various colors fluttering in the wind, as well as buzzing bugs, and flying insects that don't know what they are.

The human world is so beautiful.

He sighed, immersed in such a serene atmosphere, and forgot to do the next thing for a while, the flying insects waved their small wings and came to him suddenly, as if they had discovered him, hovered in front of his eyes, and finally stayed on his nose.

But no matter how beautiful the human world is, and let him linger, the master can't wake up to watch with him...

——Master, can you let me be self-willed again, lie here and accompany me to see this beautiful world, right?This is the human world, the place you have been telling me about, it is so beautiful that it makes people forget to return.

——Master, you didn't answer, but you promised me.

He shook his nose, and the flying insect flew away from his nose, and then he gently lowered his master's body to the ground.

The red-clothed, black-haired, unparalleled young man seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and his face is softly lying in a piece of greenery, like the most beautiful painting in the world.

After glancing at his master, he happily ran towards the flying insect and started playing with it.

The flying insects flew and flew, and he chased and chased after him. However, the joyful mood at the beginning was slowly taken over by the sadness of his master leaving him. He stopped slowly, stopped playing with the flying insects, and returned to his master's side again.

He put his head close to his master's face, and gently licked his master's cheek. He knew that his master would not wake up.The primordial spirit in this body is too weak, as if it is only kept to maintain the vitality of this body.

However, if he doesn't bury the master, will the master's primordial spirit slowly recover after a long time?

As he thought about it, human screams suddenly sounded in his ears.

what happened?

He looked at the master, thinking that when the master talked about this valley, he asked him to be invisible so as not to scare the people here, so for the master, the people here are the ones he doesn't want to hurt...

Although he doesn't like people other than the master, but now there are other people who want to hurt the people here.

Should he help?

There were endless screams in the distance, and the master's voice seemed to echo in his ears. He knew he was weak, but he finally decided to try to help.

If it fails, it will just die with the master.

Just as he was thinking this way, planning to drag his master's body to a hidden place first, a powerful mana suddenly hit him, and before he could dodge in time, his leg was hit by the powerful mana Suddenly, the blood flowed profusely, wet the fur on the legs.

"Warcraft? Haha, there are monsters! I just can't get the fairy artifact over there, and it's a good thing to get a monster!"

He heard human voices, looked up, and saw a few monks standing not far away, holding various magic weapons at him with vigilance and excitement.

"I happen to be refining a kind of elixir that lacks a monster's demon essence, why don't you give it to me?"

"Hehe, I discovered it together, why should I let it to you?"

"Wait, that's a monk next to him? We don't wake up, we must be dead."

"He looks good, but it's a pity he's a man."

"What's wrong with men, I just like men."

He let out a roar when he heard someone blaspheming his master.

"I don't think this monster has any skills, but its temper is quite aggressive."

"It depends on whoever kills it with the last move, and whoever can get its demon essence."

A monk suggested this, and the other three also agreed, and then began to attack him with various treasures.

He wanted to get up and put his master on his back again, but he was hit by successive moves. He was also a stupid monster, unable to compete with a few monks at all.That's why he hates those villains except the master...

All badass.

Just like before he met his master, he was always bullied and abused in the devil world.

Fortunately, I met the owner later, but that happy time came to an end.

It's all that blood alone...

He climbed onto his master's body, not wanting those people to take away his master by force.

He didn't practice diligently, Yaoyuan became vulnerable under such an attack, and when he was dying, suddenly, a light under him lit up, and there was an extremely familiar aura in that light, his claws moved, and then seemed to He heard the master say in his ear: "Zhu Lei, I told you to bury my body quickly, what are you doing?" A long sigh, "What a fool."

--Owner!Master, you are really awake!Why did you wake up?Did you hear my wish?Are you never leaving me again?

He wanted to yell aggrievedly, but at the moment he was seriously injured, and even his yell was soft.

The cold voice was as cold as the winter wind among the miserable screams all over the mountain: "You monks are really disgusting."

The master gently pushed him away, stood up and patted the grass clippings on his clothes, not waiting for the monks to react to his sudden awakening, swayed a few times, and when they returned to him, all four A monk has fallen to the ground.

The master didn't even look at the four dead people behind him, squatted down, stroked his head with his palms, and murmured after transferring mana to heal the Yaoyuan: "Is it really the way of heaven... This ray of soul is really still It's too weak, and it's so difficult to wake up... I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect it to be too late..."

He didn't know if something happened to the master's primordial spirit in the demon world. The already weak master suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as snow, and he seemed to be having difficulty even breathing.

At this moment, the formation around them fluctuated suddenly, and suddenly, the body of a dead boy appeared not far away.

The master wasn't surprised at all, but just glanced at the corpse lightly.

"Ning Qingmo, why do you do this?" Some familiar voices came from the front, "You follow Your Majesty, Your Majesty will never treat you badly, but you never want to... The dream I dream of is It’s really ridiculous that you throw away what you have at your fingertips.”

The master waved his sleeves, blocked the killing move that attacked them after sighing, and said coldly: "You are a small incarnation of a real demon, an incarnation of an earth demon, and you are restricted by laws, what can you do to me? ?”

Moxiu, known as the incarnation of the Earth Demon, laughed and said: "Listen, in his current state, he still has more confidence than us, it's ridiculous!"

He moved his head, his body has recovered some strength under the master's treatment, he heard the master say: "Chu Lei, live well, you will meet another person who treats you like me."

--I do not believe!No one will treat me like this with the master again!

The master touched his head, and then he heard the master laughing, but there was no joy in the laughter, and he said in an inaudible voice: "I didn't expect that I would really use such despicable means to survive. I don't know...whether there is such a future for me..." The master's mouth did not move, but the voice came to his mind, "Zhu Lei, you and I will meet again, but I don't know if you will be able to Recognize me, do I still remember you?"

——I will definitely recognize the master!No matter what the owner looks like, I will definitely recognize you!

"Okay, then don't come to me, live well." The master's voice heard his words, and the voice speaking to him has never been so gentle, but it is also the last words left in his mind.

He roared, and then a streamer lit up on him.

He saw his master was knocked down to the ground at the moment of fighting with those two demon cultivators. When Nian was about to be annihilated, the grinning demon cultivator wrapped his master's body with one, and all the speed was so fast that he could only blink Kung fu, by the time he realized it, he had been teleported to another place by the master.

He didn't know where this place was, he stood up desperately, he had to stand up, he wanted to go back, go back to find the master!

Constantly climbing up and falling down, his head became more and more dizzy, and the broken Yaoyuan even made him feel that he had returned to the master's magic palace for a moment, and he still nestled in the master's cave, enjoying the peaceful time.However……

All this is a thing of the past.

I don't know how long I walked, and I don't know where I went, until——

The night was dark, and a strange breath came to him.

Another monk!

These abominable monks!

He was covered in blood, with drooping swollen eyelids, and he yelled at the person standing in front of him, telling him to go away and not to underestimate him.

"Why do I encounter all kinds of things every time I travel down the mountain?"

The monk was dressed in black, standing in the night so that he couldn't see what he looked like. The monk was not frightened by him at all, but squatted down and approached him, allowing him to see that in the moonlight, he looked as good-looking as his master. incredible face.

He was shivering, but he knew that he was only going to be slaughtered, but the man squatted down, never disdaining his dirty head, and gently stroking his head: "Little poor, let me heal your wound first, After it’s cured, go find your master.”

Don't come to me, live well...

The shattered Yaoyuan seemed to sense his pain, and slowly sealed up all the memories.

……

I don't know how many rounds of spring, summer, autumn and winter, Xuanzhu would always wake up Wen Qingmo on the bed, and then lead him to do many interesting things, watching his apprentice raise his smiling face full of joy, without seeing the slightest pain beyond the dream. Xuan Zhu felt that everything was worth it.

For a monk, a hundred years is just a flick of a finger, but for Wen Qingmo, the pain experienced in a flick of a finger is enough to engrave the soul.

Xuan Zhu couldn't remember how many sweet dreams he made his apprentice, and he didn't know when it started. Even though he didn't see Ning Qing Mo Duoshe Wen Qingmo's body until the last moment, he was already [-]% sure of it. .

At first, he was hesitant because of the other party's possible identity. Later... Later, as he got along with each other day by day, he just felt that even if the apprentice was really Ning Qingmo, he wanted to hold on tightly this time, and no longer do it because of his own incompetence. Made a choice I regretted.

Getting along with his apprentice again and again is a fantasy dream he created for the youth, and it has also become a sweet dream for him, and he can no longer extricate himself from it.

Another year of winter.

This is the most suitable season for soaking in hot springs, and the medicinal springs on Wuyou Mountain are even more beneficial to the monks' health.

On this day, Wen Qingmo suggested to soak in the medicinal spring.

There is no reason for Xuan Zhu not to agree.

However, when the medicine spring really came, Wen Qingmo slowed down even the movement of untying his belt.

After Xuanzhu took a while to get Hei Ren, who hated touching water, to the medicinal spring, Wen Qingmo didn't take off the last obscene clothes for a long time.

Xuan Zhu asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qingmo regretted his proposal, how dare he take off his naked body in front of Xuanzhu, he struggled for a long time, he hesitated and said: "Master, can I go down in obscene clothes?"

Xuan Zhu said solemnly: "This medicine spring needs to touch the skin to dredge the meridians. What's the matter, are you sorry? Master has seen you without clothes, why bother?"

This is a moment.

Wen Qingmo thought so, but seeing Xuan Zhu suddenly look at him with "my disciple's rebellion hurts my heart", his heart trembled.

"That's because I despise your master. I'm old and I don't think I'm worthy of taking a hot spring with you..."

"No, no!"

Wen Qingmo quickly reflected on his own words, and stammered his explanation absolutely without such meaning, just, just really very embarrassed.

Not to mention that he stripped naked, Xuan Zhu also stripped naked and stood in front of him, it was a kind of physical and mental stimulation.

Knowing that Wen Qingmo had always been thin-skinned when facing him, Xuan Zhu didn't make any more jokes: "Okay, I'm just joking for the teacher. Then go down in obscene clothes, anyway, you are not injured, just treat it as an ordinary hot spring bath .”

Xuan Zhu heard that Qing Mo relaxed and went down into the medicine spring.

In the hazy mist, he curled the corners of his mouth. After a while, when he took off his clothes, to the last obscene clothes, and untied the laces, revealing a little skin, he was soaking in the spring water and smelling green and silent. He opened his mouth, and his face seemed to be stained with rouge, and it was completely red.

He stopped his movements, pretending to hesitate and asked: "Since you are wearing obscene clothes, Qing Mo, shouldn't your teacher be the same as you?"

Wen Qingmo nodded desperately.

"OK then."

Wen Qingmo saw Xuan Zhu put on the belt again to cover up the whiteness just now, and suddenly felt a little regretful, but when he realized what he was thinking, he quickly plunged his head into the spring water, trying to calm himself down.

But this is a warm medicine spring, not a bone-piercing ice spring. Wen Qingmo couldn't calm down at all while soaking in it, but instead became hotter and hotter. The scalding heat from his whole face seemed to be transmitted to his head, burning it fiercely.

After Xuan Zhu found out that Wen Qingmo had sunk, he quickly dived down to pick him up, let his upper body lie on the rock, and patted Wen Qingmo's warm cheeks.

"Qingmo, Qingmo..."

Wen Qingmo suddenly woke up.

Xuan Zhu said with a smile: "Your child can pass out after soaking in a hot spring."

Wen Qingmo was ashamed to say anything else, turned his head to look at Xuanzhu, and when his eyes turned to the faint scene under the thin obscene clothes on the master's chest, the temperature in his head that had just dropped rose again, and he said with a mournful face: "Master, I won't soak anymore."

Xuan Zhu burst out laughing in his heart, on the surface he remained calm, and didn't ask why he was embarrassing his apprentice: "Well, today may not be a suitable day for soaking in hot springs, we will come again next time."

Xuan Zhu said to Hei Ren who was soaking in the spring water beside him as if he had lost all his dreams and had no love in his life: "Hei Ren, we are going home."

Hei Ren seemed to burst out of vitality suddenly, and quickly jumped out of the medicine spring, climbed to the bank, shook his hair, and splashed water all over them.

Xuan Zhu stroked his drenched hair, and said helplessly, "Little naughty."

He stood up from the medicine spring, and when he got up, he felt that his obscene clothes were clinging to his body, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned around and wanted to pull Wen Qingmo up too.But Wen Qingmo seemed to be in a fight with him, and he didn't get up anyway: "Aren't you going to stop dating?"

Wen Qingmo's eyes were filled with tears, as if he could bear it any longer, he begged: "Master, you and Hei Ren go back first, okay?"

Seeing that Qing Mo's state was not right, Xuan Zhu was dazed for a moment, then suddenly realized, he suddenly squatted down, and asked softly to his pitiful apprentice who was looking up at him: "Qing Mo, do you want to help you for the master?"

Wen Qingmo was in a daze, and then his eyes widened in shock.

Xuan Zhu's voice had a soul-stirring power to Wen Qingmo, he knew that he should refuse, but his reason told him that there is nothing to hide in this world, and Master really wants to do it for you.

Wen Qingmo heard himself say "hmm" in an inaudible voice.

"Hei Ren, you go home first."

Although Hei Ren was very puzzled by Xuan Zhu's words, he left here obediently.

Snow fell again, falling on his shoulders, without feeling cold at all.

Xuan Zhu went down to the medicine spring again, and saw that Qing Mo wanted to avoid it: "If you regret it, then I will leave."

He pretended to leave, but at this moment, Wen Qingmo grabbed the hem of his clothes, and saw the little apprentice holding back his shame, staring straight at him with bright black eyes, as if wanting to look into his heart.

This glance made Xuan Zhu put down his raised foot.

He turned to Wen Qingmo, looked at the other's blushing cheeks, and rarely dodged, always looking directly at him, as if he was always talking with bright eyes, pouring out the unspeakable emotions in his heart.

Xuan Zhu stretched out his left arm to hook Wen Qingmo's thin waist, and wrapped him in his arms.

The two of them were facing each other at zero distance, and Xuan Zhu could directly feel that the apprentice was tough besides the tough one below.

"Qing Mo, you will make me feel that I forced you to do this. Are you not used to it?" Xuan Zhu said like this, "Otherwise, you should come by yourself and go back to the cave first as a teacher."

Wen Qingmo was stunned for a moment, then as if he was afraid that Xuanzhu would be the one who repented, he clenched Xuanzhu's obscene clothes with both hands, and said slowly in a hoarse voice that was hard to say: "Master, I want to of."

For Wen Qingmo, everything after that was like a dream, and this dream vented all his unspeakable emotions towards Master.

But to put it bluntly, there were only the two of them and Hei Ren during the hundred years of getting along with Master, and this kind of time was like a dream, half-illusion and half-real, it only made him deeply immersed in it, thinking that he would be so intoxicated in this life Come down, unwilling to wake up.

After a while of lingering, Wen Qingmo fell into a state of trance for a while.

Xuan Zhu lowered his head, looked at the apprentice's dazed expression, followed his heart, and kissed the apprentice's cheek lightly.

This kiss brought Wen Qingmo back to his senses immediately, he looked at Xuan Zhu in surprise, his eyes widened.

Xuan Zhu didn't give any explanation for this action, and there is no need to explain after this kind of thing, he smiled slightly: "My good boy." He dragged out every word, "Do you like me calling you that?"

Wen Qingmo, who was extremely ashamed, nodded his head in shame. He seemed to feel that since he had reached this point, he let go of himself, gritted his teeth, and asked softly, "Master, do you want me to help you?"

Xuan Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then refused: "No need." Seeing that Wen Qingmo was a little disappointed and retreating, he wiped away the resistance in his heart caused by these words—it wasn't because of anyone, but simply because of this matter. Some resisted—he kissed and heard Qing Mo's earlobe, which was powdered in the mist, "Master will help you today, and I will help you later."

Xuan Zhu met the eyes of Wen Qingmo, who looked up at him, and saw the slowly expanding joy from it: "Okay." Then, he asked in a soft voice that seemed to be sighing and talking to himself, "What is this?" Is it a dream?"

Xuan Zhu breathed out softly, and said softly in his apprentice's ear, "If it's a dream, it must be a dream I dreamed with you." He paused, and then said, "Because I'm afraid it's just a dream. , feel that there will be no next time, so you have been holding back before?"

Wen Qingmo stared at Xuanzhu, his heart and eyes were full of the person in front of him: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he imitated what Xuan Zhu did just now, leaned over to his right cheek, pressed a kiss, then moved to Xuan Zhu's mouth like a master without a teacher, and kissed his lips.

However, the kiss was chaotic, gnawing and biting.

Xuan Zhu didn't want to make such rapid progress so quickly, but since Wen Qingmo had already thought so, he followed his apprentice's wishes and kissed Wen Qingmo lightly with the nature of teaching until he forgot the smell of breathing. Qing Mo was out of breath, so Xuan Zhu let him go.

Xuan Zhu asked: "Have you learned how to kiss?"

After panting for a while, Wen Qingmo's eyes sparkled, and he asked back, "Master, can I practice?"

How could Xuan Zhu refuse the apprentice's request to be motivated and eager to learn.

……

Xuanzhu, who had left Huanmeng, opened his eyes, and he looked at the apprentice who was absorbing grievances and seemed to be festering all over.

The resentment that once tortured the young man crazily is now very quiet, like some kind of mana, flowing in the young man's body, as if it has merged with the young man.

It's almost over.

When all this is over, the treasures of heaven and earth brought by Tantaiyan can be used to make Wen Qingmo's horrific-looking body decompose and grow muscle, and restore its original appearance.

No one thought that the baby would come in handy nine years later in 160.

It's really long.

In the fantasy dream, he and his apprentice also spent the same amount of time. Xuan Zhu clearly remembered that when he left, he was lying on the bed holding his apprentice who was struggling with resentment and was in great pain.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and the lingering snuggle in the hot spring just now was gone. He wanted to share some of the disciple's pain, but he was still helpless.

Finally, when the apprentice fell into a deep sleep again, his dream finally came to an end.

Tantaiyan asked about Wen Qingmo's current situation again from the sound transmission stone, Xuan Zhu withdrew his attention from the young man, and after a while, Tantaiyan immediately replied again This time, something unexpected happened to Xuanzhu: "Xuanzhu, do you still remember that when I came to you last time, I got lost in the Zixi Cliff in the northwest? Now there is a new force emerging there. A palace, claiming to be the Slaughter Dao Palace, is a demon sect that only accepts demon cultivators. The rise of this demon sect has given many demon cultivators who were lurking in the cultivation world to rely on, and they have joined the sect one after another. Recently, it seems that they are still thinking about What a big deal. In fact, these are not the point, the point is the name of the leader, you will never think of what it is called."

"Don't be foolish, what's your name?"

"I said it to scare you to death. It is a name you are absolutely familiar with."

"My apprentice hasn't woken up yet, no matter how scary I am, I won't die."

"Then I said it."

Tantaiyan's voice was also accompanied by a pause. After about five seconds of deliberate silence, she slowly said: "That person's name is Ning Qingmo."

At this moment, the voice like a silver bell was like a ghost, every word caught my ears, causing Xuan Zhu to fall into a long silence.

Birds were chirping on the branches, the rustling of wind and grass lingered in my ears, and the fragrance of flowers lingered around my nose. Over the past hundred years, Xuanzhu has been using magic power to stimulate the vitality of the entire valley, and at the same time, the spirit brought by Tantai Yan The seeds of flowers and plants of great strength took root here, and today, a new Ningle Valley has finally been created, but it seems that this restored tranquility also feels that the storm is coming, and for a while, all the harmony seems to be static for a moment.

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