Master, get your hands off!

Because of being threatened, Tian Lan had no choice but to go back with Mo Qianye with her head bowed.

Although the Qingling Jue is not a very powerful movement technique, it is very concealable. If you practice it well, you don't have to worry about being discovered when you do bad things.

Of course, Tian Lan didn't intend to do anything bad...

After finishing lunch lazily, Tian Lan lay on the bed ready to take a nap.Mo Qianye hugged him from behind, "So you want to participate in the Tianwu Competition?"

"En." Tian Lan nodded.

"Why?" Mo Qianye was slightly puzzled, the Tianwu Competition shouldn't be so important to Tianlan.

After pursing her lips and struggling for a long time, Tian Lan finally said in a low voice: "I don't know, I just really want to go."

It seems that there is a hand pulling him in the dark, leading his thoughts to the Tianwu Competition.

Mo Qianye frowned slightly, but didn't say anything else. He stroked the hair on the corner of Tian Lan's ear: "Go to sleep."

Tian Lan obediently closed her eyes, and after a while, her breath became longer.

Mo Qianye turned over and got out of bed, went out and called Xuanji. "Can you detect Tianlan's fate now?"

Xuanji Liu frowned slightly, but then relaxed: "I can't detect too much, but I have a feeling somewhere."

Mo Qianye signaled him to continue.

"Participating in the Tianwu Competition is now more risky than opportunity for Tianlan. But after several forecasts, the risk is constantly decreasing." Xuanji held out the compass.

"What's the conclusion?" Mo Qianye frowned slightly.

"Participating in the Tianwu Competition may bring unexpected gains, but Tianlan must have the means to save his life." Xuanji's tone was affirmative.

Mo Qianye remained silent, frowning in thought.

After a while, he said, "Notify Ming Tong to come back."

Xuanji was startled, but couldn't help but smile in worry: "Yes."

When Mo Qianye returned to the room, he brushed his fingertips across Tian Lan's sleeping face with a slight coolness.

The Emperor's urging became more and more intense, and even the elves began to feel restless.but……

"No matter who it is, whether it's a human emperor or an elf, I will never let anyone who wants to hurt you!"

The low words carried a strong killing intent.

Tian Lan seemed to feel something, frowned, and let out a light groan.

Mo Qianye suppressed his killing intent in an instant, his face softened.

Tian Lan opened her eyes and looked at Mo Qianye in a daze.

"Master?" Feeling the strong arms around his waist, he was puzzled.

Mo Qianye let him go: "Do you want to go to the Tianwu Competition?"

"En." Tian Lan nodded. Although her head was still a little confused, she quickly realized: "Master, do you agree to my participation?"

"Don't you want to practice Qingling Jue?" Mo Qianye didn't answer him directly. "Qingling Jue is divided into two parts, and I can give you the upper part."

"Master..." Tian Lan thought that Mo Qianye was going to stop him again.

"Listen to me." Mo Qianye gently kissed the corner of his mouth, "If you practice the Qingling Jue successfully, you can hide your aura, and even the supreme one can't find it."

Tian Lan didn't know why, and looked at him in confusion.

"If you succeed in cultivation, I will agree with you to go to the Tianwu Competition."

"Really?" Tian Lan's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"But at the same time, your cultivation must reach the late stage of the Human Immortal Realm." Mo Qianye added.

"No problem, I will definitely work hard." Tian Lan clenched her fists and sat up from the bed.

The corners of Mo Qianye's mouth twitched slightly, and he half propped himself up and took Tian Lan into his arms. "The criterion for the success of Qingling Jue is to not be noticed by the supreme being. If you, Lan'er, can get close to the master while bathing without being noticed, it will be regarded as a successful cultivation."

Tian Lan didn't react, she nodded in a daze, and as if she was frightened by something, she turned her head to look at Mo Qianye: "What?"

He seemed to hear his master asking him to take a peek at the shower just now...

"Why, dare not?" Mo Qianye raised his eyebrows, "If you can't even do this, then you should not participate in the Tianwu Competition."

"Who said I wouldn't dare." Tian Lan glared at him, "If you peek, peek."

Mo Qianye smiled, and put a jade slip into Tian Lan's hand: "Then Lan'er has to work hard, as a teacher, I am looking forward to your performance."

His ending sound was slightly raised, with a touch of lingering meaning, but it made Tian Lan shudder.

How come there is a bad premonition?

Looking at Mo Qianye strangely, Tian Lan stroked her hair, it must be an illusion, right?

One month later:

Steam was rising from the bath paved with white jade, and there was a white mist around it. You could only vaguely see a man sitting on the edge of the bath, exposing his firm upper body.

Suddenly, he grabbed back with his hand, and pulled out a boy from the deserted place.

After being caught, the young man seemed to be terrified. He swung his arms vigorously in an attempt to escape, but to no avail.The man exerted a little force, causing him to fall into the pool.

"Master," the young man fell into the water, his hair was dripping wet on his face, his golden eyes glistened with water, and he looked very pitiful. "don't want……"

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Don't want what?"

The boy was choked, and pitifully tugged at the corner of his clothes.

It was uncomfortable with the wet clothes sticking to his body, but he tried his best to tidy up his clothes, and stepped back two steps away from the man. "Master, I'm going back to practice."

The man gave an 'en', but he didn't let go of his arm, but pulled it even tighter: "Since you're here, let's accompany you as a teacher."

"I've already taken a shower." The boy's face turned pale, and his other free hand splashed on the water.

"You will need to wash it again soon." Regardless of the resistance, the man held the boy in his arms with one hand, and kissed those two pink lips.

"Don't..." The boy shook his head to avoid it, but his resistance became weaker and weaker.

"Why not, Mingming Lan'er also feels very comfortable." The man's deep voice sounded from beside his ears, with a hint of teasing.

Since then, the boy's resistance has failed.

When Mo Qianye hugged Tian Lan to bed, he was still angry, his head was buried in Mo Qianye's arms, with an expression of 'absolutely ignore you'.

Mo Qianye patted his little head amusedly, and got an unceremonious cold snort. He couldn't help shaking his head, but he wasn't angry either.

I could feel Tian Lan tearing his skirt slightly, and knew that this little guy was really angry.

However, he put Tian Lan on the bed without any pressure, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Have a good rest."

Tian Lan was grinding her teeth.

He finally knew why he had an ominous premonition in the first place. Where did he go to peek, he was clearly there to deliver food!

Touching her sore waist, Tian Lan was very dissatisfied.It's your fault that you need to rest, okay?

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