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

Luo Chuan was quickly "invited" out the door.

Murong Mo closed the door, wanting to continue stroking that piece of warm and fragrant nephrite, his voice changed, and he hugged Yan Xiuyu's waist, "Master...a good night is short."

Yan Xiuyu pressed his dog's paw instantly, and said angrily, "Rest early, don't bother tonight, and have to hurry tomorrow."

Murong Mo wanted to fight, so he kissed Yan Xiuyu's red lips.

There is a bead between Yan Xiuyu's red lips, round and bright red, Murong Mo especially likes to suck that place, he clings to the master for a long time, until Yan Xiuyu couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away, then he stopped.

"Sleep..." Yan Xiuyu was kissed hard, his voice was trembling, his eyes were slightly red, he raised his head to look at Murong Mo, those phoenix eyes were particularly attractive.

Murong Mo swallowed, scolded Luo Chuan again, looked at the little master but changed his gentle expression again, "Okay, okay, master, let's stop messing around tonight, rest early."

He turned around and made the bed, then hugged the white and soft little master to sleep.

It's just that Qiao Yanzi received the news from Qiaoyan, and she frowned tightly, "Those two people should be Immortal Yan Xiuyu, and Murong Mo, right?"

The characteristics of these two people really fit together. She thought about it and was stolen by the thief in the secret realm before, causing her to be scolded by her father as soon as she returned to Qiao's mansion. Fortunately, her mother protected her. She was not punished.

She waved Qiaoyan over, "Go and find out where these two monks live?"

Unfortunately, when they found someone and were about to come to visit, the building was already empty.

Yan Xiuyu had left Yubei City with Murong Mo and Luo Chuan long ago. Qiao Yanzi would not have believed it if Xiaoer hadn't said that they had already checked out of the room not long ago.

She originally thought that the immortal had something important to do when he arrived in Yubei City.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her head and asked the little girl, "Did you hear where they want to go? What are they doing in the inn these days?"

Xiao Er scratched his head, the female cultivator in front of him wore a hat brim, but she was surrounded by people from the Qiao Mansion, after all, she was a cultivator guarding the city, so he said:

"The little one only heard that the monk in white was going to send the man named Luo Chuan back. As for where to go, the little one didn't know."

"This white-clothed monk has never shown his face before. He is related to the black-clothed monk. I saw that they lived in the same room for a long time. The white-clothed monk loves his Taoist companion very much. It is the black-clothed monk. It's a bit fierce."

"Once, when I went to deliver tea there, I said a few more words to the monk in white, but it was just jokes and jokes from the storyteller. The monk in black glared at me several times, and his face darkened a lot. .”

Speaking of this, Xiao Er was also a little bit wronged. The monk in white seemed to be a very gentle and cold person, how could he find such a fierce Taoist companion.

When Qiao Yanzi heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched, wondering if the little girl had imagined something.

"Have they admitted that they are Taoist couples?" She felt that Xiao Er probably had a love brain, and maybe Yan Xiuyu just loved his apprentice more.

After all, the appearance of those two people, Murong Mo matched, and the remaining immortal in white clothes was not Yan Xiuyu?

"The shopkeeper opened a room for those two before, and there was only one bed in it. What is it if it's not a Taoist companion? And the monk in black is very possessive. Isn't this a Taoist companion?"

Xiao Er was puzzled, his face was stained with red, thinking of the red mark on the neck of the monk in white when he delivered tea before, it looked like his mother was left by his father.

It's just that he was embarrassed to chew the tongue of other monks behind his back, and this kind of thing was not suitable for the female nun in front of him.

Qiao Yanzi rolled her eyes, so what if she fell asleep together, the mortal world still has enough to talk to!

"You're overthinking." Qiao Yanzi said lightly, feeling that she couldn't get anything out of the shop waiter, so she led her away.

Taoist?What a joke, he is a serious master-student relationship, and he has witnessed the oath of heaven and earth before!

It's impossible for the entire Imperial Sword Immortal Sect to be blind.

This kind of little cultivator just doesn't like to put his mind on cultivation, so it's better to practice hard if he has so much time to make up his mind. The waiter in the shop can make up so much.

Qiao Yanzi returned to the mansion, saw the man whose right leg wasted out of the corner of her eye, and walked over without saying hello.

She did know that the third lady adopted another child from a side branch yesterday, Yu Guang was afraid that life would be difficult, but it really was karma, and Yu Guang's arrogance and domineering made enemies in the past.

The health problem of the third lady is no longer a secret in this house, which is why the mother tolerated her. As for the second lady, she only has one daughter now.

After all, the Qiao Mansion will be inherited by her eldest brother in the future.

There are a lot of things going on in the mansion, and the foundation of the Qiao family alone is worthy of concern to the outside world. Qiao Yanzi has been held to high standards since she was a child, and she must not be turned into a waste. Cultivation is particularly contemptuous.

Speaking of which, I don't know how the eldest brother has experienced outside?

There has been no news from him for a long time, and both mother and father are a little anxious. He wonders if there is an accident?

Seeing Qiao Yanzi from the corner of the eye, she wanted to go up to talk to him, but she left without even looking at him, almost dying of anger!

Since ancient times, there have been three women in one drama, Yan Xiuyu didn't have three women here, but saw the tit-for-tat confrontation between two men.

Murong Mo was holding refreshments in his hand, looked at something similar to his in Luo Chuan's hand, and smiled coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Luo really has a heart, but I have already said before that I will be responsible for Master's refreshments on weekdays, this..."

He glanced at the things in Luo Chuan's hands, and he seemed to have nothing but contempt, which was full of meaning, "I hope Luo Chuan can take it back and enjoy it for himself."

Luo Chuan was not to be outdone, Murong Mo had been targeting him these past few days, making tricks for himself behind Yan Xiuyu's back, not only glaring at him secretly, but also sabotaging himself to thank his benefactor.

Obviously Yan Xiuyu also likes him very much, how could such a gentle and noble person as Engong accept such an apprentice?

This person must be scheming, and then deceived benefactor!On the surface, it looks harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it has a lot of bad intentions!

Luo Chuan said to him in a calm manner, "Really? But Engong liked what I did before. When you went to practice, I was with Engong. Engong was so happy at that time." .”

These words hit Murong Mo's pain point. He is usually busy with cultivation, and Yan Xiuyu has strict requirements on him.

So apart from being able to chat with Master at night, the rest of the time is either studying the Hunhun Lamp or practicing exercises, as well as learning spells and formations. How can he be like this stinky fish clinging to Master every day?

"That was before. Today I want to discuss the Dao with Master. What will you do? Is your cultivation level as high as mine?"

Of course Murong Mo snapped back without hesitation, his tone was sneering and cold, and even the faint look in those black eyes made people irritated.

The villain is just lip service, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, Yan Xiuyu wanted to calm down on the spot.

"Forget it, bring them here." Yan Xiuyu didn't know what these two people were arguing about, wasn't it just about a refreshment?

It would be nice for him to eat a little more, why such a quarrel?

Although Luo Chuan didn't win, he didn't lose either, so he brought the tea directly over, and didn't waste time on Murong Mo, at worst, he would talk to En Gong again when Murong Mo went to practice again.

"Master."

Murong Mo felt wronged.

Murong Mo didn't speak.

He just looked at Yan Xiuyu eagerly, as if saying:

You actually raised other dogs outside behind my back?Do you not love me anymore?

Yan Xiuyu thought of this inexplicably, and goose bumps all over his body.

He waved to Murong Mo, patted his head, "Don't think too much, you are different as a teacher."

Murong Mo smiled complacently in the dark, and Luo Chuan saw his triumphant appearance.

Obviously this person made it for himself.

His lips were tightly pursed, and his hands clenched into fists under the table.

It's really too much, isn't he a hundred times more gentle and considerate than this Murong Mo?Why can't this benefactor see him?

It must be that this Murong Mo didn't know what kind of ecstasy potion he poured into En Gong. If he wanted to expose this person's true face sooner, Yan Xiuyu would definitely focus on her.

His brows had a bit of seductiveness, unlike Murong Mo, who was as cold as Murong Mo, who knew how to use his advantage when he rolled his eyes.

"Engong, I'll pour you tea, you should try the oolong tea I made today."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his body carried a faint fragrance of seaweed, and his hand pouring tea accidentally touched Yan Xiuyu's fingertips.

His hand was withdrawn "unconsciously" in an instant, his eyes were slightly raised, with a little apology,

"I'm sorry benefactor, just a moment ago I trembled like this. It's not like fellow Taoist Murong, who never pours tea for immortals and shakes his hands. He always works so hard to cultivate, so he can't take care of benefactor?"

This sentence not only showed how much he cared about Yan Xiuyu, but also secretly satirized Murong Mo for not caring about his master Yan Xiuyu at all.

Tea art is full.

Yan Xiuyu felt a little weird, and he said nah na authentically: "I don't really need to be taken care of, I can come by myself."

Murong Mo didn't practice hard... nothing wrong, right?

Murong Mo's eyes "stared", this stinky fish was secretly hurting him.

His black eyes sank, he pressed Yan Xiuyu's hand, and said with a smile: "That's true, after all, disciples should practice hard to protect their master, not like some flattering mistresses who follow behind others all day long to show love."

Yan Xiuyu's white and tender face was full of doubts, and she couldn't help but raise her chin, but Luo Chuan picked up the handkerchief and wiped her hands: "Huh?"

"Grandpa's hands are stained with tea." With a smile on the corner of Luo Chuan's mouth, he quickly wiped it gently and withdrew it, but after a few strokes, Lian Yan Xiuyu was able to react.

Murong Mo's face darkened: "..." This stinky fish!

Yan Xiuyu moved her fingers, her eyes were confused.

Strange, how could he feel the smell of gunpowder in the air?

Isn't it very harmonious now?