The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

Rong Mushuang was stunned for a moment.

He always thought that the disciples treated him because of the admiration of the younger generation for the elders, but he had other thoughts about him, and it was difficult for him to face Gu Chenli. I don't know how to get along with Gu Chenli anymore, Gu Chenli's reaction to this is also very calm, he just thinks that he has been insulted, and he is afraid that he will drive him down the mountain.

If Gu Chenli didn't have the slightest thought of being a Taoist companion towards him, he thought, he would indeed throw him to Qianjing Peak as if... nothing had happened, and when he let go, he would face Gu Chen again grind.

But at this moment, Gu Chenli actually told him that he liked him and wanted to become a Taoist partner with him.

Rong Mushuang once suspected that she had heard wrong.

"Can you say that again?"

After Gu Chenli finished speaking, he waited for Rong Mushuang to become angry or throw him out of the carriage, but the man in front of him was stunned and wanted to confirm it with himself. It was funny and distressed at the same time, he hugged the master in his arms Li, said again: "The disciple is pleased with the master, and wants to become a Taoist couple with the master. Although this act is against the law, it is an obsession in the disciple's heart."

Although Rong Mushuang wanted to hear this confession for a long time, but when he really heard it, he was a little at a loss. Whether in modern times or in the past, he has no one he likes, and he has never heard of other people's confession, so naturally he doesn't know What should be the response.

Rong Mushuang looked at Gu Chenli, who looked at him affectionately, without blinking, as if waiting for his reply.

Rong Mushuang had no choice but to respond: "En."

Then he turned his head and looked out of the window. Unlike before, the corners of his mouth were raised little by little.

Gu Chenli rubbed Rong Mushuang's ankle, thinking slowly, how could his master be so cute.

Zhixing Mountain.

Qiu Huaihan was waiting for them at the gate of the mountain, and he was relieved to see that everyone was safe and sound: "Mu Shuang, are you okay?"

Rong Mushuang shook her head.

But Qiu Huaihan was originally full of joy, but when he found out that Rong Mushuang still didn't have much spiritual power, he frowned: "Ruan Danggui, why hasn't Mushuang's spiritual power recovered? Did you fight Yinchen again?"

Quan Danggui was called by name, and walked in front of Qiu Huaihan: "Junior Brother Mu Shuang's spiritual power was originally restored... Then... Hey? What happened then?"

I still remember that they seemed to be halfway through the conversation.

"Oh, it seems to be the transformation period..."

Qiu Huaihan: "?"

Transformation period?

Rong Mushuang pursed her lips, accepting Qiu Huaihan's scrutinizing gaze.

In Zhixing Mountain, the disciples of the second generation are very close. Although there are fights, they are like relatives. They once slayed demons and defended Tao together, and they also went to slaughter dragons together.

Qiu Huaihan... Will he kill relatives righteously?

Qiu Huaihan looked at Rong Mushuang carefully for a long time, and asked in disbelief: "Mu Shuang, are you from the Dragon Clan?"

Rong Mushuang could only nod, looking a little tired.

Qiu Huaihan blinked: "It's difficult to recover spiritual power because of the transformation period, so... our little junior has just grown up?"

Rong Mushuang: "...?"

Qiu Huaihan smiled, and patted Rong Mushuang's shoulder: "It's fine."

Rong Mushuang pursed her lips, and suddenly said: "Brother, your little brother is actually from the Dragon Clan, do you feel...disgusted?"

Demonic dragons do many evils, and the world has prejudices against dragons. It has always been disgusting to confuse dragons with demons.

Qiu Huaihan was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that Rong Mushuang was awkward about this, he sighed: "Junior Mushuang, all living beings have animism, humans are divided into good and evil, demons are good and bad, and dragons are naturally the same. Reason, don't you always understand?

Yes…

He also said this to Gu Chenli, but now Qiu Huaihan taught him a lesson.

but…

Rong Mushuang took a step back and shook her head lightly: "No, my hands are covered with the blood of the dragon clan. I once killed my...clan."

Ruan Danggui said, "I remember you said that your scales are silvery white?"

Rong Mushuang didn't understand why he mentioned this, so she nodded.

Ruan Danggui said: "Silver and white dragon scales are extremely rare in the dragon clan, almost none. Only the ancient book mentioned that the ancient dragon is the only one in this world with silver and white body. Brother Mu Shuang, if you are a descendant of the ancient dragon What about it? As an elder of the Dragon Clan, why not teach some juniors who have gone astray?"

Rong Mushuang was not much comforted: "I almost wiped out the Dragon Clan. I suppressed the Dragon Clan's current Dragon King, Yinchen, and caused the Dragon Clan to almost be wiped out in this world. I will not be an ancient dragon, I am just a sinner of the Dragon Clan."

After Rong Mushuang finished speaking, there was a violent sound from the sky, someone was attacking the mountain barrier.

Qiu Huaihan frowned fiercely, and said to Rong Mushuang, "It's silver dust."

Yin Chen just bumped into the protective mountain barrier, failed to get in, so he didn't make another move, so Qiu Huaihan didn't make a big fuss, but was always on guard against Yin Chen.

Yin Chen turned into a dragon and hovered outside the protective barrier of Zhixing Mountain, but did not move.

Rong Mushuang and Gu Chenli returned to Lingjue Peak. Rong Mushuang was about to go back to the room when Gu Chenli suddenly grabbed him. However, why hasn’t the spiritual power returned?”

Rong Mushuang paused, which was also what he was puzzled by. It's not that he didn't continue to try to use his spiritual power on the way back, but after trying many times, he was still able to absorb it, but he couldn't run it until the final concentration of his dantian.

Rong Mushuang shook her head lightly: "I don't know, maybe I haven't fully recovered yet."

Gu Chenli smiled lightly on top of his head: "The meaning of the master is that the transformation period has not passed yet, so do you want disciples to help?"

Rong Mushuang listened to his nonsense, her face was indeed slightly red, the memory in the sea of ​​consciousness was still fresh, and the feeling of soul-soul contact was also extremely sensitive, Rong Mushuang would recall it by accident, but was touched by Gu Chenli. Mention, the scene at that time can't stop appearing.

Gu Chenli's hand holding his waist became more and more restless, and penetrated into Rong Mushuang's robe.

Rong Mushuang trembled slightly, and pressed Gu Chenli's vacillating hand: "Ah Chen, don't mess around."

Gu Chenli looked at the agitated master: "Where is the disciple messing around, master?"

Gu Chenli specially moved closer to him, and whispered "Master" against his ear. Rong Mushuang's shame suddenly reached the limit, and she pushed Gu Chenli, but because of Gu Chenli's touch, her body softened. .

Gu Chenli smiled and picked up Rong Mushuang, walked to the low table where Rong Mushuang often lay in the yard, and gently put Rong Mushuang down. There was a soft cushion beside the low table, which would not hurt Rong Mushuang .

The old trees in the yard are verdant and verdant, and the dense branches and leaves cover the sky from the scorching sun, sprinkle a piece of mottled gold paper, and reflect it on Rong Mushuang's fair and flushed face, and they complement each other like a sunset.

Rong Mushuang was led by Gu Chenli, grasped Gu Chenli's black robe tightly, and pulled the neckline tightly.

Gu Chenli teased him: "Master, is this going to take off the disciple's clothes?"

Rong Mushuang: "..."

Rong Mushuang was so exhausted by Gu Chenli that he was lying on the side of the low table with his hands hanging casually by his sides, his eyes were still shining with water, he looked very attractive, like a well-ripe Peaches, people just want to pick them off the branches.

Gu Chenli poured him a glass of water, Rong Mushuang remembered something, and asked him: "You are not afraid of the cold in Danyue Snow Mountain, but it is true, you are not pretending?"

Gu Chenli nodded: "It's not an act."

Rong Mushuang took the water: "You said again, you are somewhat familiar with it?"

Gu Chenli reconfirmed and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Rong Mushuang took a sip of tea lightly, and moistened her somewhat dry throat: "I also have a sense of familiarity there, but I don't know why I came here, is it just because of the cold spring?"

Gu Chenli thought for a while: "There is a cold spring in the mountain behind Lingjue Peak, does Master know the origin of that cold spring?"

Rong Mushuang shook her head: "I don't know."

You should ask Qiu Huaihan about this matter.

Rong Mushuang threw these thoughts out of his mind, he had no strength to think about it anymore, his eyes narrowed slightly, he just wanted to sleep.

Seeing this, Gu Chenli put the cloak on Rong Mushuang's body, and patted the kitten-like master lightly: "Master, don't worry about this anymore, let's rest first."

Rong Mushuang responded softly.

He had just fallen asleep when Gu Chenli, who was patting his back for him, gave a sudden pause, moved away from Rong Mushuang, and covered his head with one hand.

It hurt so bad, as if something was going to explode, Gu Chenli could only hear the rumble of thunder in his ears, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the black and purple thunder seemed to shoot him down...

Rong Mushuang had a dream.

He returned to Danyue Snow Mountain again, but at this moment, the wind and snow on the snow mountain stopped unexpectedly.

Rong Mushuang was walking aimlessly in the snow-capped mountains, and she seemed to see a figure vaguely, but she couldn't make out its appearance, the distance seemed to be far away, but it was close in front of her eyes.

The man turned his back to him, and the voice seemed to come from outside the sky: "Little Yinlong, now he has finally grown up, do you still remember the agreement with me?"

The man's voice was deep but ethereal, and Rong Mushuang couldn't tell who it was, but the sense of familiarity in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Rong Mushuang couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

The man sighed, seemingly helpless: "Little Yinlong forgot about me, does he really hate me so much?"

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