After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Murong Mo leaned over and gently hugged him into his arms, embracing each other like Taoist couples.

"Master, what should I do with you?" His voice was low, with a hint of sadness mixed with helplessness.

The tall man just hugged him like this, his body was obviously still wounded, and there was a faint smell of herbs.

The straight back seems to be bent for him, this kind of feeling of not crying or fussing, but just taking care of him carefully, is particularly distressing.

Yan Xiuyu's tone couldn't help being soft, and she touched his cheek.

"You know that master and apprentice will bear huge criticism when they are together. I have a high level of cultivation, so I can ignore it, but there is no guarantee that others will not criticize you. Can you really bear it?"

He raised his head, a section of snow-white neck was exposed, looking down from above, he could see his slender waist, and the waist that was tightly grasped was now in Murong Mo's hands.

The night wind was slightly cool, blowing his hair, and there was still water on the ground, reflecting the light of the moon.

That man looked at him so tenderly, Murong Mo's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

"I don't care about other people's opinions, I only care about what Master thinks of me?" Murong Mo's face was extraordinarily determined.

When he identified a person, he would never give up because of thorns in the way. He always knew what he wanted and kept fighting for it.

People will always meet many people in their life, and they will also change due to many factors.

His fate turned around because of Yan Xiuyu, and he was pulled out of the abyss, and he walked towards the radiant dawn. Although he was grateful, it was definitely not because of this gratitude that it turned into love.

In his eyes, he identified a person, the light that saved him from the illusion of being alone.

He couldn't forget Yan Xiuyu's kindness to him, and after accepting the inheritance of Xuanwu, he realized that the medicinal bath used Yan Xiuyu's blood as medicine.

The surging possessive desire seemed to break out of the ground, and the weeds that kept growing wildly were stationed in the depths of his soul.

Murong Mo felt the joy and sorrow of life in that short quarter of an hour. He wanted to become a Taoist partner with Master, but Master didn't have him in his heart...

late at night.

Yan Xiuyu tossed and turned on the bed, wanted to meditate but was also disturbed, and couldn't even sleep at ease, Murong Mo's eyes like stagnant water were always in his mind.

It made him feel the same despair that his heart had been changed back then.

He couldn't calm down.

After that conversation, the phrase "Since Master is unwilling, Murong will do his duty as a disciple from now on." echoed in his mind all the time.

Logically speaking, he should be very happy. After all, the plot is back on track, but why is he depressed?

Could it be that Murong Mo didn't come to bother him at night, so he wasn't used to it?The bed must be uncomfortable today, and the waiter forgot to fix it for him again, he wanted to divert his attention.

Tonight's moon is obviously very round, but Yan Xiuyu is not happy at all.

It was obviously the Lantern Festival, and the street was very lively, but he had no intention of going to see it.

His eyes fell on the dessert that Murong Mo bought, there was sadness in his eyes, and there was a little worry between his brows, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The night was as cold as water, and he was not the only one who couldn't sleep. Hearing the sound of fireworks outside, Murong Mo reached out and touched the storage ring that Yan Xiuyu had given him earlier, obsessed and helpless.

If Yan Xiuyu's liking made Yan Xiuyu so distressed and helpless, then he would be his most loyal disciple, but the desire in his heart still hasn't melted in the slightest.

He sighed, still not reconciled...

He desperately suppressed the greed in his heart, and put that person in the softest place in his heart.

&,

In the early morning, Yan Xiuyu got up from the bed slowly after being shocked by the cold wind blowing in from the opened window last night. His vision was still hazy, and he sat up sleepily, with his black hair disheveled.

The person who came in this time was Murong Mo, but now he abides by etiquette, seeing Yan Xiuyu get up, respectfully put the warm water for washing in the outer room.

"Master, this disciple is going to the secret realm of the Demon Forest today, and I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you for a while."

When Yan Xiuyu heard this, he immediately started to move. With a cleansing technique, he fixed the wrinkles on his clothes, and immediately got up to stop Murong Mo.

"Here are the things I sorted out for you last night, you can take them on the road."

He handed the storage bag in his hand to Murong Mo, and he only needed to use his spiritual power to take a look inside, and he knew that the things inside were priceless treasures.

"This is a top-grade life-saving panacea. If you encounter danger, take it immediately."

"There is also this teleportation talisman. If there is any trouble that cannot be dealt with, remember to flee immediately."

...

What Yan Xiuyu was talking about didn't fit his cold and noble appearance at all, she was worried about Murong Mo's safety, and subconsciously missed him.

He thought that Murong Mo would accept these treasures, but the man pushed them back to him.

"Master, there is no need. There are many magic treasures in the storage ring. There is no need for the master to give more gifts. Moreover, cultivation is against the sky. What the disciple needs is to face the cruel law of heaven."

Yan Xiuyu looked up at him, met the man's calm eyes, her heart beat faster.

He knew that what Murong Mo said was right, that treasures were only an aid, and only his own strength was invincible, but he couldn't help but think of what Murong Mo said last night, "returning to the relationship between master and apprentice". Is this a disguised rejection of his kindness?

After thinking about it, he still withdrew his hand, his red lips murmured, "Then...then I will send you to the teleportation formation as a teacher."

Murong Mo was suddenly a little indifferent towards him, Yan Xiuyu felt uncomfortable, but he personally rejected him at the beginning, so it's hard to say anything now, the important thing now is to let Murong Mo improve his cultivation and cultivate well.

His eyes were raised slightly, and his expression had already changed. He was still the high-ranking, cold-tempered Immortal Venerable. The two of them slowly reached the teleportation array, and the bustling monks had already filled the square.

The elder of Tianyan Sect stood above and looked down at these monks, and stroked his beard, "These young monks this year, it seems that many people are looking forward to the secret realm of the magic forest."

Different from the unique secret realm within the sect, Tianyanzong has opened up the secret realm of the Demon Forest to the outside world. Every year, countless monks come here for the treasures in this secret realm.

Legend has it that there seems to be the remains of ancient beasts inside, but every year they come and go, and no monks have actually gotten this thing.

Over time, it was exposed as a rumor, and no one cared.

But Yan Xiuyu knew that the villain would get it in the secret realm this time and made it into his own sword—Mo Fa. He glanced at Murong Mo, and then his eyes fell on another place.

Qiao Yanzi was wearing light blue clothes, and a mask blocked those scrutinizing eyes. She was surrounded by house servants and monks, and no one else could get close to her. The crane stands upright.

It was hard for no one to pay attention to that huge card.

"Have you heard? This is the extremely talented eldest lady of the Qiao family. This time, she came to Tianyanzong for the reason of the magic forest secret realm."

"I was wondering before. The Qiao family is a big family of cultivating immortals. They don't have any treasures. As for sending the eldest lady of the Qiao family to go out in person, I heard that this is the middle-stage Jindan, the most loved by the family."

Mu Yu'er was slightly sarcastic, she couldn't bear the fact that other people focus on other female cultivators, and she herself is not bad looking!

Seeing that her senior brothers were all distracted by that woman, she couldn't get angry at all!

"This kind of cultivation, it must be improved in actual combat. Maybe this Qiao Yanzi came here just for training, but to be honest, it was just a training. Then the Qiao family sent so many people to protect her. It seems that this She is really favored in Qiao's house." Lynch thought for a while, feeling a little emotional.

Seeing the senior brother who had been kind to her before looking at that person like this, Mu Yu'er was so angry that she was about to explode!

"The people around Yanzi Qiao are all above the Golden Core stage, especially the maid next to her, who is half a step away from the Nascent Soul. This is deliberately suppressing her cultivation and entering the secret realm with Miss Qiao."

The male cultivator next to him was a little envious, this is the resource of the big clan of cultivators.

Unlike sects who accept disciples and establish sects based on terrain and resources, most of the cultivating clans occupy spirit stone mines or business affairs in the world, grow into a sect, and protect the blood relatives of the family.

&,

This time not only casual cultivators came, but also some disciples from other sects, Yan Xiuyu saw Elder Yaoxianfeng of his own sect, but when his eyes touched Xiao Cunhong beside him, his pupils flickered slightly.

In the original book, Xiao Cunhong came here this time to snatch the remains of the divine beast with Murong Mo. When he glanced at the man's cultivation level, he also knew that the male lead had reached the middle stage of Golden Core.

But it's not like Murong Mo worked hard and practiced down-to-earth. His eyes touched Xiao Cunhong's unstable foundation, and he knew that it was probably the accumulation of drugs.

"The elder of Yaoxian Peak is up there, you go up with me to say hello, remember to be more careful when you enter the secret realm later." Yan Xiuyu summoned Murong Mo and led them up.

The elder of Yaoxian Peak had received news from Yan Xiuyu long ago, knowing that the Immortal Venerable came here specially for his apprentice's cultivation, he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

But after a while, he saw a tall and slender man in white clothes like snow coming up, and he immediately greeted him, "Immortal Xiuyu, I am far away from welcoming you, are you okay on this journey?"

An old man with white beard and black hair came forward, with a friendly face, he glanced at Murong Mo, "This is your disciple, right?"

Previously he was away on business and not in the sect, so he was not able to see Yan Xiuyu accepting disciples with his own eyes.

I heard that this disciple caused the peak masters and elders to discuss it even more. Even the disciples in the sect were not convinced, saying that he was a waste with extremely poor talent. OK?

He thought for a while, those peak masters and elders couldn't possibly tell lies, and then he thought that Yan Xiuyu's departure so early must be to find a way for this disciple to cultivate!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at Murong Mo, this cultivator really got shit luck, Immortal Xiu Yu planted a flower on the cow dung.