Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

It spread straight to the stomach, but it didn't relieve a trace of dryness and heat.

Xie Zao fell asleep very quickly. It has already established its foundation, but its physique makes it different from other monks.

Along the way, the treasure boat drove smoothly without any bumps. Xie woke up early to practice, and continued to sleep when he was tired.

Xie Zao would occasionally go to the window to get some air and see the scene outside.

It didn't take long for such a day, but on the fourth day, I arrived at the Yuxu Secret Realm.

A lot of people had gathered at the opening of the secret realm, Zong Luan suppressed his cultivation level to a foundation building level, and covered up his appearance by four or five points, but he was still unbelievably beautiful.

Zong Luan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xie Zao, if you continue to change into your original form, there will be too many people here."

Zong Luan picked up the chubby body of the snow squirrel and pulled it into his arms, his chest was bulging.

Seeing the monks coming out of the treasure boat, many people looked at Zong Luan with a trace of greed.

There was a sneer on the corner of Zong Luan's mouth, if they dare to do something in the secret realm...

The snow squirrel showed its head, trying to find Jianxiu among the crowd, Zong Luan's arms were filled with a strong smell.

Knowing that this is fresh and untasteful yang qi, the body can't help but feel a little unbearable.

Xie Zao frowned, and wanted to crawl out of the Nine-Tailed Fox.

Zong Luan's knuckle-boned fingers pressed down on the fluffy head, and the tactile sensation under his hand was so good that the palm of his hand brushed down the smooth hair unconsciously, all the way to the snow squirrel's tail.

The snow squirrel blew up its tail, trying to dig it out from under its clothes.

Zong Luan knew that he was wronged, so he loosened his grip, and stopped the snow squirrel from jumping down with his palm:

"Don't be annoyed, I accidentally touched your hair a few times, don't be so stingy.

Xu Qingmo did not arrive, he should be late today, we will stay in a nearby inn for a few days. "

Zong Luan was already in the Nascent Soul stage, and his spiritual sense was broad, so he went down and carefully searched the entrance of the Yuxu Secret Realm and the surrounding markets, but found no Xu Qingmo.

Walking from the Yuxu Secret Realm to the market, there is a section of uninhabited road. Zong Luan walked slowly, and felt that the tails behind him had almost arrived, so he turned around coldly. A beautiful face is very charming. .

The people behind were stunned by this face for a moment, and before they had time to speak, they were beaten to ashes by this light blue bone whip.

In the round pupils of the snow squirrel, there flashed a faint disgust that didn't fit its current image.

Zong Luan's Qingluan ancient whip, it is too familiar, it can be said that it is too familiar.

As a nine-tailed fox, Zong Luan didn't want his talisman, because his nine tails were the most powerful weapon, but when he went out, it would be too conspicuous if he showed his original shape.As soon as the nine tails came out, everyone knew that he was the demon king.

Qingluan Ancient Whip is a weapon he often uses to conceal his identity when he is out.

Gubian has a great reputation, which makes people feel scared, but Xie Zao hates it extremely.

Sometimes it couldn't help resisting, Zong Luan would use an ancient whip to bind its hands, tie it to the head of the bed, and then bite its shoulder blades with its teeth, leaving deep marks.

Thinking of this, Xie Zao turned away from watching it secretly, and even the discomfort caused by Zong Luan's smell eased a little.

Zong Luan quickly dealt with several people. He looked down at the chubby snow squirrel curled up in his arms, and vaguely sensed that it didn't like Qingluan. He thought it was afraid of Qingluan's power, so he put it away. .

"Which first-class room do you want? How many rooms do you want?"

Zong Luan casually threw a storage bag on the counter, which contained spirit stones, and the shopkeeper held it. He probed it with his spiritual sense, and immediately smiled, becoming more kind.

"I want a room..." Before Zong Luan finished speaking, a snow squirrel bit his chest.

Zong Luan stretched out his hand and slightly opened the neckline, allowing the snow squirrel to poke its head out.

Xie Zao licked his swollen front teeth, and said:

"Master, I want two rooms. Mr. Xu is still here. It's most convenient for him to live with the master."

Calling Master Zongluan is to cover up his identity.You Xu Qingmojiu can't be called the owner, so you need to change your name.

"Really?"

Zong Luan brushed aside the jet-black hair that covered the sides of his face, revealing a beautiful face that was too seductive, with a hint of dignity and coercion.

The coercion of the nine-tailed fox came towards him, and Zong Luan was obviously unhappy.

Xie Zao gritted his teeth, the aura and consciousness in his body trembled, trying to entangle the approaching breath.

Suppressing the disordered body, Xie Zao insisted: "Mr. Xu likes to be clean, and doesn't like to live with others. The master and Mr. Xu are going to the Yuxu Secret Realm together. The secret realm will not be opened for half a month. Naturally, Mr. Xu will live there. It's more convenient to be close."

It guessed that Zong Luan was angry because he blamed himself for talking too much.Zong Luan might have originally planned to live with Xu Qingmo, but it became the original form of a snow squirrel, so it can naturally sleep on the floor.

Zong Luan stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the snow squirrel's fluffy ears. The nerves in the ears were particularly sensitive, and they kept trembling from being played with, and the eardrums were already bright red and congested.

The voice above the head hummed softly, seemingly dissatisfied, "Then book two rooms, preferably next to each other."

Just after reaching the wing, the snow squirrel jumped out of Zong Luan's embrace, and Zong Luan didn't stop it this time.

Xie Zao poured Zong Luan a cup of tea, "Master must have worked hard driving the magic weapon all the way, and he must have a good rest, so this disciple will go to the next room and wait for the master to come, so as not to disturb Master's rest."

Zong Luan picked up the teacup, his slender fingers with well-defined bones were like the finest bamboo jade, slender, straight, and translucent white.

The cover had already been removed after entering the room. On the beautiful and heart-warming cheeks, the eyes were dark black, and the rosy lips were stained with tea, which made them look more radiant, making people faintly feel dry and hot.

There was a slight stagnation in the air, Xie Zao thought that Zong Luan was going to get angry again, but the result was a bit unexpected.

Zong Luan's tone was actually somewhat calm:

"Well, go and rest, your cultivation base is too low, I will help you erect a barrier around the room as a teacher."

Xie Zao thought that his cultivation was not enough compared to Zong Luan, so he didn't refuse.

After arriving in the next room, Xie Zao turned into a human form.

Soon, a little girl came to give spiritual food, Xie Zao opened the door and took it in.

Xie Zao's traditional virtue is to eat clean food. The amount of spiritual food is a bit much for him alone, but he still eats clean slowly.

Then he lay down on the couch to digest food.

My tail is gone (49)

A monk eats ordinary food and will not accumulate food, but if he eats food with spiritual energy, he has to digest it.

After lying down for a long time, Xiao Er came to bring hot water again, Xie Zao asked Xiao Er to put it on, but he didn't wash it.

Hairy beast that hates baths.

And it's not dirty, it licks and washes its claws and tail every day.

Its hair is so shiny and smooth, it doesn't need to be washed at all.

Xie Zao propped his stomach, lying on the bed, staring at the hot water mist drifting in a daze.

After lying down for an hour yesterday, Zong Luan's spiritual consciousness came over via voice transmission: "Xie Zao, come and help me take a bath."

Xie Zao was unwilling in his heart, but his force value was much lower than Zong Luan's, and Zong Luan was its cheap master in name, so there was no reason to refuse.

In the bathtub, Zong Luan had turned into a miniature version of a nine-tailed fox, with a snow-white body, fluffy hair soaked in water, and nine tails hanging down behind, revealing nobility and laziness.

Even with the reduced size, the aura has not slowed down.

Xie Zao did not turn into a beast to be washed by the Nine-Tailed Fox, but to maintain a human state.

The nine-tailed fox squinted his eyes, enjoying the service comfortably.

Because of its small size, Xie Zao will finish washing it soon, but it is occasionally embarrassing when it reaches certain places.

Zong Luan noticed that the hand that was falling on his body stopped, and opened his slender fox eyes, with a melodious voice:

"What's the matter? You and I are the same gender, how can you be shy?"

Xie Zao finally skipped those places, "Nothing, I just feel disrespectful to Master."

Afterwards, Xie Zao was only concerned about scrubbing Zong Luan, while Ren Zong Luan made fun of it, and only murmured a few times, which made people feel very boring.

Xie Zao could see a trace of chill in Zong Luan's face, and he immediately looked at it with the corners of his lips curled up coldly.

The two of them knew very well that the master-student relationship was just a fake, and it was just a transaction entrusted.

After only a few days at the inn, Xu Qingmo came. Jianxiu was dressed in white, with a cold sword, with picturesque features, cold and noble, making people dare not profane and get close to him.

As soon as Jianxiu appeared, he became the most dazzling existence in the crowd.

At this moment, Zong Luan and the snow squirrel were having breakfast downstairs. Seeing the person holding their breath, the hall fell silent for a moment. Turning their heads to look, they saw Xu Qingmo walking towards the two.

Black hair like ink, tall and tall, with a strong coercion, Xie Zao's sweet buns are about to fall off, and he just feels that he seems to be wasting his days. How long has Xu Qingmo become so strong?

Just in a daze for a moment, Jianxiu was in front of his eyes, a slender finger like jade came over, the rough finger pulp carried warm yang energy, and pinched its cheek.

Xie Zao could only hear a low and cold voice with a trace of gentleness in his ears: "Xie Zao is fat and writing."

Hell, why do you think Xu Qingmo is gentle?Haven't you learned enough from the previous life? Seeing a little bit of beauty, and a little bit of pity and tenderness, it's so stupid to beg for mercy.

Xie Zao pulled Xu Qingmo's finger off, Jianxiu didn't resist, but wrapped his slightly cold hand with his big palm.

Seeing Xu Qingmo and the snow squirrels getting close to each other as if no one was there, Zong Luan's lazy and beautiful brows became more gloomy, and the fingers that were tucked into his sleeves and tapped on his knees were out of rhythm.

Zong Luan lazily got up and said