Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

Of course, Tantaiyan and Chu Zishi also noticed the different expression of the young man in the past, as well as the mottled bloody clothes that seemed to be stained with the world, coupled with the deep eyes, it seemed to others that it was really inaccessible.

Those eyes without warmth are more like those of a person who has no nostalgia for the world, and now coupled with a face riddled with holes and festered to the bones, in Tantaiyan's opinion, it is really worse than the ones seen in horror movies. Ghosts are scary.

Fortunately, after she came to this world, she was used to being well-informed, and she was not ashamed to be frightened.

Looking at the cultivation base of the young man, it turned out to be the fusion period of the demon cultivator, and the absorption of those grievances brought him great benefits.But the process of obtaining this benefit is not something anyone can bear...

Thinking of this, while Tantai Yan admired the youth's perseverance, she also worried about what to do with Xuan Zhu.

Tantaiyan felt that now is not the time to speak out, so she sent a voice transmission to Chu Zishi, saying in a somewhat tactful way: [Xiao Qingmo looks at us in the wrong way, it can't really be that demon king Ning Qingmo The memory has been restored, it's not right... I still doubt whether Xiao Qingmo is the devil. After all, isn't the devil at Zixiya now?But now with his expression... I feel a headache for Xuan Zhu...]

She had already blessed the couple in her heart, and the hundred years of psychological construction would not have been in vain.

[His aura is no longer Wen Qingmo, it should be the Demon Lord. ]

But the reasons are definitely more complicated.

As a monk who has risen to the middle stage of Jindan, Chu Zishi, facing the eyes of the young man, subconsciously clenched his hands in his sleeves into fists, restraining a trace of fear in his heart.He remembered that when he met Wen Qingmo at the beginning of the year, the other party was a young man with no cultivation. Compete.Until five years later, Xuan Zhu used the sound transmission stone to tell him that Wen Qingmo had reached the late stage of Golden Core. At that time, he felt disappointed, thinking that he was indeed the most useless one.

However, he didn't dwell on it for too long, and after a while, he looked away from the level of his cultivation, and only thought about seeing Wen Qingmo next time, praising this young and successful disciple of Xuanzhu.But now, the young man in front of him is actually the Demon Lord, whose cultivation base has been improved so many times, but he doesn't even know what to say.

It's not that he can't speak, but that he doesn't know how to speak out to break the weird silence at this moment.

The few people present turned around for a few rounds with their own thoughts, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye.

Xuan Zhu was still standing five steps away from the young man. He noticed that there was a gap in his Dao heart just because of the young man's eyes. Started whispering in his ear.

Xuanzhu's surface was plain, and he smiled slightly at the young man, took out a porcelain bottle in his hand, poured one down and swallowed it, then walked up to the young man, and handed it to him: "This is the medicine that Tantai gave to remove putrefaction and regenerate muscle." Panacea, you should eat it first."

The tone of voice was as gentle as usual, but it lacked some of the pampering and loving feelings towards his disciples in the past.

Seeing Xuanzhu, he was afraid that he would doubt him, and the behavior like a poison test caused the emotion in the young man's eyes to fluctuate a little. He took the porcelain bottle and thanked Tantaiyan who was looking at him, his voice seemed to still have the remnants of the old tormented His voice was hoarse when he shouted, but his tone was very calm.

Tantaiyan smiled when she heard the word "thank you" from the young man's mouth, and said, "It should."

She had heard from Xuan Zhu that something had happened to Wen Qingmo at that time, and she learned something from Xuan Zhu's simple description, so she brought the best elixir for removing putrefaction and regenerating muscles, and it is also the best in terms of grade in the cultivation world The level of panacea.

The young man glanced at Xuanzhu again, then poured out a panacea, ate it, closed his eyes, and used his mana.

The black devilish energy circulated on the young man's body, making people even feel a chill involuntarily.

After a while, the exposed wounds on the young man's face and body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three of Xuanzhu stood on the side, seemingly silent, but Tantaiyan's voice transmission had already exploded in Xuanzhu's mind.

[Call call, Xuanzhu!Are you OK? ]

[I heard you said that this demon king is a good person, maybe he is just not good at expressing emotions, so he is a little paralyzed when facing us. ]

[Talk to him after his healing is over. Zi Shi and I will go shopping first, and you can send me a message when it's over.If, if that's the case, it's fine... But I believe that Xiao Qingmo's feelings for you will not disappear so easily...]

Tantaiyan's voice transmission became softer and softer as she spoke, and she seemed to lose her confidence in the end.

Xuan Zhu turned his head to look at the two people standing behind him, seeing Tantai Yan and Chu Zishi's unabashedly worried expressions, he felt warm in his heart: "What can I do, you guys have played too much."

Tantai Yan was relieved to find that Xuan Zhu still had the strength to play jokes on them.

She looked at the solemn Xuanzhu and then at the young man, and silently made a gesture of cheering Xuanzhu with both hands clenched fists down, and then pulled the quiet Chu Zishi away from here.

Two hours later, the sky gradually darkened, and the full moon rising in the east replaced the sun setting in the west.

From Xuanzhu's point of view, Tantaiyan's top-quality elixir had a perfect effect. Under the shining moonlight, the skin on the young man's face looked as white as jade, and it was even better than before.

The young man let out a breath and opened his eyes. After glancing at Xuan Zhu, he stood up and said, "I'll change my clothes first."

Xuan Zhu found out that his apprentice, not his apprentice, but Wen Qingmo's body had unknowingly grown a lot taller in the past hundred years.Standing up to face him now, she was almost the same height as him, but still looked a little too thin.

While thinking, he responded lightly to the young man's statement.

Then, the young man didn't put up any barriers to keep prying eyes out, so he took off his clothes in such an aboveboard manner, as if Xuan Zhu didn't exist at all.

Uh, what's wrong?

Is Mo Jun Ning Qingmo such a casual man?

"cough."

Xuan Zhu cleared his throat on purpose, attracting the eyes of the obscene clothes who had already taken off their coats and were concentrating on untying the blood-stained, hardened clothes to look at him, seeming a little confused inside.

After thinking about it, Xuan Zhu finally asked a very stupid question: "Is it just changing clothes here?"

The young man stared at him deeply, and then said, "There is no one else here."

Xuan Zhu was speechless for a while, and after recovering his language function, he pointed to himself, and then pointed to Hei Ren who was still sleeping soundly and completely unaware that his old master had returned: "Hei Ren and I are here. "

Xuan Zhu didn't know what he was thinking, he seemed to be expecting the young man to say a word, but at this time, for some reason, his brain circuit was a little short-circuited, and he always felt that after the young man woke up, he knew that Ning Qingmo was back, and the process was also very difficult. No problem, but why did it suddenly develop to this point?

He wiped away these messy thoughts, sighed inwardly involuntarily, raised his sleeves, and prepared to use mana to create a barrier around the young man from prying eyes.However, before he could cast the spell, his wrist was grabbed by a young man who was close at hand.

Xuan Zhu froze for a moment, looked at the young man, and met a pair of bright black eyes that seemed to have been wronged and disappeared in a flash, and seemed to be just his illusion.

After hearing the young man say something, he no longer hoarse and clear voice said: "You and Hei Ren are not someone else."

At that moment, those magic voices that kept nagging in his ears suddenly went away, leaving only the sentence that the young man said kept lingering in his ears, as if the repeat button was pressed.

Xuan Zhu was a little confused, the loose belt on the chest of the person in front of him was suddenly loosened at this moment, directly exposing a piece of fair skin inside in front of him, he thought whether he should pull it for the other person Clothes, but I think it's a bit too intimate for the two of them now, it's not appropriate.

So he pretended not to see it, felt the place held by the other party's slightly cold hand, and asked, "Then what should I call you now?"

When he realized that his tone was not natural and could be said to be a little awkward, it was too late to adjust after he had finished speaking.

The young man didn't answer Xuan Zhu's question, let go of his hand, and said, "I'll change my clothes first, and then I'll talk about it later."

He seems very obsessed with changing clothes.

This time Xuanzhu didn't respond, and waited for the other party's voice to finish, and without any warning, cast a white isolation barrier around the young man: "Change your clothes and say something."

The other party said "hmm".

After a while, a "OK" came from inside the barrier.

Xuan Zhu untied the barrier, and saw that the young man's loose long hair was tied up again with a red headband, and he was wearing a red and white shirt. When he looked at him, he thought it was his apprentice who had returned. To save the medicine, let's quickly think about how to overcome the catastrophe. A figure standing two steps away came in front of him.

Xuan Zhu smiled politely and asked, "What's wrong?"

There was a flash of injury on the other party's face, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked in a muffled voice: "Master, if I'm Ning Qingmo, don't you like me?"

When Xuan Zhu heard this, his pupils dilated instantly.

...fainted.

The young man looked at him, and his past emotions towards him began to slowly appear in his eyes, which had been almost calm since he woke up. "Master, you at least like Wen Qingmo as a disciple, but you have nothing for Ning Qingmo, right?"

Xuan Zhu was stunned, and then realized that he didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand, and under the gaze of the young man, he held the other person's expressionless but sad face with both hands.

"No, it's not just the disciple's favorite." At this moment, he finally said what he had been brewing in his heart for a hundred years. After noticing the other party's instant stiffness, he felt the skin under his palm begin to heat up.

Under the moonlight, Xuan Zhu saw himself smiling in those bright eyes, and there was a little bit of emotion hidden in his smile after he saw the other party wake up. When he lowered his head, he said slowly: "I thought... ...You won't like me." After finishing speaking, he kissed the tight lips of the person in front of him.

Qingmo.

Qing Mo.

This is my answer to you.

The author has something to say: According to the damn speed of code words that have not been saved, my determination to finish at the end of August or early September can only be a dream_(:::з」∠)_

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