Teacher's life is hard to violate

Jun Wen was a little anxious. He didn't expect the medicine on his body to be so overbearing that even stepping into the icy river would not relieve him.

A whimper came out of his mouth, and he couldn't help stretching his hand down, trembling after touching the icy water, but continued to move down without hesitation.

Not long after, the effect of the medicine completely disrupted his consciousness, a piece of filth floated on the surface of the water and was washed away by the current, and his consciousness recovered a lot.

……

Something fell with a bang, and Jun Wen opened his eyes instantly!

Bai Yu scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hi, did I bother you?"

Jun asked: "..."

For the first time, Bai Eucalyptus was so embarrassed that he wanted to run away: "You, you continue, I'll leave now!"

As he said that, he got up and patted the leaves on his body. When he saw Er Junwen, his mood was as erratic as the fallen leaves photographed by the other party.

Bai Eucalyptus was about to leave, but found that the right one seemed to want to stand up, but fell into the water directly, struggling a few times but couldn't get up.

In confusion, Jun Wen was supported to stand up, coughed a few times, and then realized that there were extra hands on his waist...

Bai Eucalyptus cursed secretly, he must get rid of the problem of being cheap, saying that it's none of his business that this person drowned, why should he come over eagerly.

Jun Wen released the medicine once and the effect eased a little. At this moment, another person's warm skin was pressed against his cold body, and something seemed to be broken in his mind for a while!

Bai Eucalyptus: "..." Damn it!

What the hell!

At this moment, Bai Yu is not the only one who wants to scold like this, Mu Wei wants to collapse even more!

Not only him, but now even Feng Shuyu couldn't help turning black. Seeing such dirty things twice in one day, he couldn't help but wonder if Mu Wei arranged it himself, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence.

Mu Wei felt that she was extremely wronged, and she would never deliberately arrange such a thing for her husband to watch, but he was the one who chose to go this way!

At that time, Feng Shuyu stopped at the fork after realizing that the spiritual power had been cut off. Mu Wei pointed in a direction by mistake, but the husband really believed him, and walked that way without saying a word.

It was a pleasure to be trusted by the sir, but he hadn't expected to see such things, not men and women, but men and... men.

Mu Wei's heartbeat grew louder, and his breathing also stopped for a bit, no wonder he reacted so loudly.

His current age is when he is full of energy, and the person he likes is standing next to him, and there is an ambiguous voice in his ear. It is really strange that he does not respond in such a hazy situation!

The eye-catching actual combat action made the color of Mu Wei's eyes even darker and terrifying. A faint demonic energy swirled in his eyes, and the imprint of the Feather Spirit Stone on his forehead changed from light purple to darker, which seemed to be the result of being infected by the magical energy.

Feng Shuyu moved his fingers lightly, turned around and looked behind him, his expression turned ugly for a moment.

"What a disgrace, to be controlled by demon energy again!"

At the same time, the inner demon brought by Feng Shuyu in the environment of the Four Elephant Sect came out again, and it seemed that the demon energy on Mu Wei was very attractive to it.

Feng Shuyu didn't care about the inner demon at all, no matter how the inner demon appeared, now the inner demon has long been under his control, and the inner demon can no longer shake him.

The appearance of the inner demon is no longer that of Feng Shuyu, but a mass of invisible black energy. The inner demon is also a kind of demon after all.

The inner demon did not control Feng Shuyu, but the demon energy had already penetrated into Mu Wei's bone marrow.

Mu Wei's obsession is too heavy.

The cold air on Feng Shuyu's body suddenly exploded, and the Bingyi Sword couldn't penetrate the space to come here, but the nine-section whip had already appeared in his hand

The Nine Tribulation Whip was originally a monster, and when the Nine Tribulation Whip appeared, Mu Wei's eyes shook.

Feng Shuyu didn't move while holding the nine-section whip. The feather spirit stone took root in Mu Wei's soul, and nothing that had the intention of killing Mu Wei could get close.

He naturally didn't want to ruin Mu Wei.

Mu Wei seemed to hesitate for a moment, and stretched out her hand...

Feng Shuyu still didn't move, allowing Mu Wei's hand to grab his wrist, the different temperature made the two tremble slightly.

Following this movement, Mu Wei gently leaned her head on Feng Shuyu's shoulder, and the sound of breathing between the two could be heard everywhere.

A tear fell from the corner of Mu Wei's eye, Mu Wei, who had stopped crying a long time ago, his pupils seemed to dry up after this tear.

The pupils are covered by a protective film, making it impossible to see the emotions inside.

"...Master."

With a low murmur, Mu Wei passed out completely.

The surroundings were completely silent, even the wind could not be heard clearly. It was not known whether it was a blessing or a curse. Mu Wei had suppressed it for too long, and the erosion of the demonic energy had caused a huge change in his character. Emotions ran out.

The young man doesn't know what it is but knows what virtue is. The guilt is buried in his heart all the time, and the illusion bursts out the deepest desire hidden in Mu Wei's heart.

Just like when a volcano meets an iceberg, the feelings at that moment are so hot that the heart almost stops, and Moben acts recklessly. At this moment, it seems to have found a breakthrough and rushes to the depths of the soul.

Even if this illusion comes out, Mu Wei will never change again.

Feng Shuyu fell silent, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows. Anything that can't be solved by force is trouble, and he hates trouble the most.

If he still can't see the abnormality in Mu Wei now, he will have lived so long in vain!

The mirror that sucked everyone in was still standing quietly at the bottom of the waves, as if nothing had happened.

And standing in front of the mirror is a man in a black robe. What attracts attention is the mask on his face. The bronze face with fangs is ferocious, but it stays quietly on the man's face, seemingly peaceful ...

This is a man full of disobedience.

However, the man looked at the mirror very playfully. The moment Mu Wei recovered his memory, the space completely collapsed. This illusion seemed to be tailor-made for Mu Wei.

The man's fingers touched the edge of the mirror, and his white to transparent fingertips touched the dark frame, and an indescribable force came from the mirror.

The man chuckled and jumped back like a feather to safety.

Sure enough, the next moment, the mirror surface was sunken like a vortex, and the vortex was spinning faster and faster. The frame couldn't bear the pressure, and it began to burst inch by inch!

The face-shouldered outer robe was blown away by a strange wind, and inside was a white ornate Taoist robe. The complicated Taoist robes all showed the high status of the visitor.

Feng Shuyu walked out of the illusion with Mu Wei in his arms, facing the man outside.

One eye is as cold as frost, and the other eye is full of interest...

The face robe fell from the air, just covering the unconscious Mu Wei.

"We really look alike, don't we?" Mian Shou said calmly.

"If it was before, I would think your words are ridiculous, but now..." Feng Shuyu looked down at Mu Wei's pale and flirtatious face, "But now I admit your words."

"Mian Shou, or... Yu Qingzi."

The face lifted off the mask, revealing that noble face like the moonlight: "I always don't want to wear a mask when I wear this dress, do you know why?"

"You are afraid that your mask will be stained." Feng Shuyu rolled his eyes in disgust.

Mian Shou looked at his mask and smiled. He didn't know who had told him that if he chose to wear a mask, he would choose to stand in the center of the crowd and face all the attention.

There has never been a distinction between good and evil, good and evil in this world of self-cultivation, there are only choices, and choices are never right or wrong, and some are just different positions.

He wears a mask and wanders in the Three Realms. This is his choice, and the world can only surrender to his choice!

With an insolent smile on his face, the face of the head of the Qingxu Sect really doesn't suit him.

Because they are very similar, Feng Shuyu fully understands what Mian Shou thinks, but understanding does not mean agreeing.

Ever since Yu Qingzi stood in the world as if he was a pawn, the two of them have been dying forever!

Jun Wen and Bai An, who were brought out by Feng Shuyu, regained their senses. The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, and decided to not want the relationship between the two of them in the fantasy world for the time being.

Seeing the mask in the man's hand, Bai Yu said, "It's you!"

The one who told him what to do in the illusion was the man in front of him!

He glanced lazily at Bai Eucalyptus, and seemed to think of something evil: "Ji You, don't you want to know whose apprentice this person is?"

Ji You!

Bai An looked up at Mu Wei's master in surprise.

Feng Shuyu's expression was even colder than expected: "I have nothing to do with whose apprentice he is."

Mian Shou's attitude has already explained to him whose apprentice this person is, and the only person who can be deliberately mentioned by Mian Shou is someone who has left traces in his heart.

That was a talisman master, and also his rare friend in Central Continent. Unfortunately, this friend still betrayed him, and it was also the trigger for him to escape to Tian Continent.

When he was in Tianzhou, he was full of thoughts about how to survive, and he had long forgotten his so-called friends.

"The head of the sect." Jun Wen said, there was no surprise on his face, these things had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to delve into why the head of the Qingxu sect had such a posture.

Yuqingzi—or rather, the face, his eyebrows and eyes were frowned: "I almost forgot that I was still the head of a sect in Xiazhou."

He raised his finger and pointed at it, three parts evil and three parts gentle, very weird.

"I advise you not to go out, Xiazhou has been...flooded."

He spoke slowly to the last two people, so that everyone could hear them clearly, and no one else responded except for the trembling of Bai Eucalyptus.

Feng Shuyu tore off Mu Wei's robe that belonged to Mian Shou, and the destroyed and shattered black robe fell in front of Mian Shou's eyes.

"Yu Qingzi, Mian Shou, Master... With so many identities, you seem to be really free." Feng Shuyu sarcastically.

free?

Yes, it's really idle.

With his arms wide open, he was intoxicated by the pressure of the waves and tides, ah, that's right.

He was really... so idle that he went crazy!