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

It's just that his struggle was no more than a mantis' arms, and the master-servant contract was still concluded.

Mo Sha's heart was ashamed, and he almost cried "Wow!"

He provoked someone, but he wanted to cultivate himself here, and then he would travel around after he was done, so he didn't know he would meet this group of people!

Such a big magic cultivator shed sad tears facing the moon, and the white moonlight set him off even more miserable.

"Don't cry, as long as you don't mess with my apprentice, he won't kill you." Yan Xiuyu said aloud when he saw how sad he was.

As a result, Mo Sha wanted to cry even more. He didn't even look at the moon, and wanted to run away, but was stopped by Murong Mo, his eyes were extremely cold, and he pointed to Luo Chuan who was still in a coma. Let him take a look and take care of the mermaid by the way."

He didn't have any good feelings for the demon cultivator. If it wasn't for his master, he would have killed that man on the spot. Now that he signed the master-servant contract, the demon cultivator's life was in his own hands.

He knew that Shizun's actions naturally had Shizun's intentions.

Aggrieved, Mo Sha wiped away the non-existing tears from the corners of his eyes, and could only carry the fish into the temple. He said it was a temple, but now it has turned into a splendid hall, and all the sights are full of magnificence.

Moxiu is full of extravagance, and the temple just now was just an illusion. How could Mosha wrong him?

It’s just that I wanted to go fishing tonight, and that’s why it became like that…

He often walks by the river without getting his shoes wet, that's all he can do to comfort himself.

"Take it, these things belonged to you just now."

Yan Xiuyu returned the storage ring to him, and the treasures in it were almost something that only demon cultivators could use, so he naturally didn't care about it.

Murong Mo had no objection, he also brought Master into a guest room to sleep, every room in this hall was very clean and tidy, but he still did a cleaning technique and cleaned it again.

After finishing, he turned his head, picked up the soft white little master and put him on the bed, and carefully took off his shoes and socks.

"Master, why did you ask me to spare that devil just now? He was so rude to you."

Looking at the round and lovely little toes of the little master, who curled up shyly, he couldn't help smiling, and threw the master down on the bed, "Master~"

Yan Xiuyu almost couldn't bear the stickiness of his Taoist companion, who was still his legitimate apprentice——

He tilted his head, squeezed the palm of Murong Mo's hand, and said lightly: "The Mosha is indeed a demon cultivator, but we will inevitably meet more demon cultivators when we go to the northwest, so why not take advantage of that demon cultivator?" Sha, let him inquire about the news for us, wouldn't it save us a lot of energy and allow us to take care of him."

Murong Mo nodded, and after asking, he kissed Yan Xiuyu's flawless white neck, his hands were dishonest, he reached into Yan Xiuyu's clothes, and tore off the belt.

Yan Xiuyu held down his lowered palm, her phoenix eyes were slightly red, and her red lips were also stained with moisture, like a frightened deer, retreating back in a panic, but Murong Mo grabbed his waist .

"Master, I want tonight..."

Murong Mo's eyes were fixed, his brows slightly raised, and he looked at him with a half-smile, "Tonight, Master and I are the only ones in this room."

Yan Xiuyu bit her rosy lower lip, this apprentice would definitely bully him.

There was a warm breath coming from the neck, with a heavy panting sound, only the last layer of the white clothes was left, the faint flesh color, the white milk-like skin, were branded with red charms .

The slender jade-like legs were wrapped around the waist by the man. During countless collisions, he lost control, leaving only soft begging sounds for mercy.

The sound of "Mo Mo" makes people can't help possessing and venting their love.

A 〇 meets a 》, and they are ruthlessly entered many times. In the end, a string of 〇 is left...

Waking up early in the morning, Yan Xiuyu felt a slightly swollen belly, her face was ashen, and Murong Mo's descendants were still on her body!

He performed a cleansing technique on himself, put on the white clothes, Murong Mo came in just after fetching water, and washed him, seeing that Yan Xiuyu's slightly protruding abdomen had disappeared, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Yan Xiuyu caught a glimpse of his expression and couldn't help becoming angry, "You did it on purpose!"

Murong Mo put down the basin in his hand, and stepped forward to tidy up Yan Xiuyu's clothes.

The white clothes made Yan Xiuyu's fair face even more, and her angry face was extremely bright red.

He coughed, "Didn't you go to fetch water for Master just now? That's why I forgot, next time I will definitely remember."

Yan Xiuyu believed him a ghost!

He pushed Murong Mo away, washed his face, his face turned dark, and walked outside, then Luo Chuan and Mo Sha should have woken up too, they still have to hurry today.

Murong Mo shook his head, saw the unresolved red mark on Shizun's neck, and pulled his hand over, "Master, wait a moment, I'll help you get it done."

Yan Xiuyu glanced at him suspiciously until he saw himself in the mirror, the red marks on his neck, and paused slightly, "I told you not to go too far last night."

Murong Mo rubbed the piece of soft flesh, and said with a smile: "It's the apprentice's fault. I shouldn't have followed Master's wishes last night. I really have to restrain myself."

This sentence made Yan Xiuyu blush and heartbeat, the person who said "I want more" last night seemed to be speaking from his tone...

Murong Mo rubbed the neck with a little good ointment, and those red marks disappeared quickly.

He lowered his eyes, his black hair cascaded down, and he was so close to the master that he could even smell the faint fragrance.

Because of this, last night he kissed little master all over...

Yan Xiuyu and Murong Mo walked out together, and just when they looked up, they saw Luo Chuan who was staring at Mo Sha vigilantly, with his arms around his waist, sizing up the man with extra vigilance.

Seeing Yan Xiuyu coming out, Luo Chuan immediately went up to meet him, with a strange expression on his face, "Grandpa, something happened last night, why is this demon Xiu with us?"

Yan Xiuyu paused, concealed some of the thrills from last night, and only briefly talked about it.

Then his eyes fell on Mo Sha's body again. Mo Sha's clothes were disheveled, and his blood-red eyes were still hooked. Seeing Yan Xiuyu looking over, Mo Sha gave him a wink.

But in an instant, his face turned pale, he covered his chest, and turned his head to look at Murong Mo angrily.

Murong Mo's face darkened, "You shameless devil, behave yourself in front of Master, don't provoke Master!"

Mo Sha turned his face away to ignore him, and jumped off the chair, "You don't need to worry about it, as if you are quite disciplined."

If it wasn't for that Murong Mo who activated the master-servant contract, how could he beat him.

Luo Chuan took a few steps forward, and pulled Yan Xiuyu's white and tender hand over, with a hint of worry in his eyes, "Then benefactor is not injured, right?"

Speaking of this, he paused, and lowered his head, "It's all because I'm not good at learning, I can't protect my benefactor, and I even caused trouble for my benefactor."

Hearing his self-blaming words, Yan Xiuyu stopped her hand that was about to withdraw, and his tone softened a bit, "The demon cultivator, a Nascent Soul Stage person, can't do anything to me, but you Are you still feeling unwell?"

He felt Luo Chuan's depressed mood, so he calmed him down a bit, then withdrew his hand, and walked out of the palace as if nothing had happened.

The white robe moved slightly, a blue ray of light slid past, flew into the sky, and then turned into a huge spirit boat, he turned his head to look at the crowd, "Let's go on the road first."

Mo Sha jumped up, his red eyeballs rolled, "Where are you going?"

"Northwest land." Yan Xiuyu replied, and several people went up afterwards, Luo Chuan wanted to follow behind Yan Xiuyu, but Murong Mo took his seat, and was pushed away by that person.

Luo Chuan could only follow behind.

Unlike yesterday's dark clouds blocking out the sun, the weather is clear now. It was a cold winter when he came from the south before, but the hotter it is, it doesn't fit his situation in this world at all.

He was only wearing thin clothes, and Murong Mo went to practice in the training room. He was watching Qi Wen Yi Zhi, but there was a knock on the door of "Du Du Du——".

He had expected that person's sneaking footsteps, and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Enter."

The two small horns of Mosha first caught his eyes, and when the man quietly closed the door, he immediately sat down proudly opposite Yan Xiuyu, "I don't know why Yan Xianzun came to the northwest? "

He went straight to the point. He searched a lot of information last night, combined with what he learned, there are only a few monks in the stage of transformation, and Yan Xiuyu's stunning appearance, it is impossible not to be on the list, and only Yan Xiuyu, who has been showing off his mask all year round, is left when he suspects , not to mention that Murong Mo was by his side.

Yan Xiuyu also knew that she couldn't hide her identity, so she was not surprised, but said lightly: "This time I come to the northwest, I want something from the demons."

Mo Sha smiled slightly, and looked at Yan Xiuyu, "It's better for the Immortal Venerable to take off the mask and let Mo Sha take a good look at it again. Last time, your apprentice, I didn't even look at it for a few seconds, and I was half dead."

Hearing this, Yan Xiuyu glanced at him, unmoved, he picked up the teacup, took a sip of black tea, his red lips were stained with water, "What else do you want?"

"Can't you come to the Immortal Venerable if you have nothing to do? The indifference of the Immortal Venerable makes Mo Sha very sad~" Mo Sha covered his chest, looking as if Yan Xiuyu had hurt him, and looked at him eagerly with those red eyes .

Yan Xiuyu, "..."

This demon clan is indeed dissolute, if other great powers from the transformation stage were here, they would have already stabbed him with a sword. It is difficult for Murong Mo in the original book to tolerate such a rude demon cultivator.

"Shut up! Get out."

Yan Xiuyu saw that Mo Sha wanted to come over, his hands were about to grab his wrists, and he threw him out of the door with a spell.

With a bang, the door slammed shut instantly.