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Master, what did you say? "Yi Qingyun's handsome face couldn't hold back anymore.

"This is really a terrible disaster!" Mo Beichen let go of Yi Qingyun's wrist, and stroked his beating heart, "I advise you to stay away from me from now on."

Yi Qingyun couldn't understand what his master was saying at all, "Master, please treat the wound first."

"This kind of injury is not important at all." Mo Beichen waved his hand, let out a long sigh, and lightly poked his heart with his white fingers, "What's important is here——just looking at you now, it's like a thousand years Hundreds of fawns bumped into each other again, bang bang bang like they were about to die."

"Master, do you have a chest pain?" Yi Qingyun frowned, worried.

"It's over, the frowning look is so pretty." Mo Beichen stroked his forehead, he was completely helpless with himself.

Now in his eyes, every move of the pure yang body is a peerless youth, unmatched by anyone.

Just like in the dark night, the hot flame has a fatal attraction for moths.

"Master, what happened to you?" Yi Qingyun was completely stunned.

Why can't he understand at all?

"Yi Qingyun, listen carefully." Mo Beichen took a deep breath and looked at the other person seriously, "Because I just got poisoned by this beautiful snake, so I will fall madly in love with the first person I see, There's nothing worse than that, do you understand what I mean?"

"I—" Yi Qingyun was shocked and speechless.

"It means that I love you crazily now, yes, crazily! I don't think you want to understand the extent of this word." Mo Beichen stood up slowly from the ground, took out [Xiaguxiang], his hands trembling slightly Stuffed with tobacco, he needs to rely on tobacco to calm down.

God knows, how much he wanted to press the man in front of him under him.

The illusion cast by the beauty snake just now is still in his mind. The temperature of the man, the movement of the man, and the words of the man only happened before a stick of incense.

"Is there a solution?" Yi Qingyun murmured, he had thought about the current situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"I don't know, I don't know. Now that you are in front of me, I can't even think quietly. My mind is all about you." Trembling slightly put the cigarette rod into his mouth, but those beautiful eyes did not blink for a moment. Looking at the dumbfounded man in front of him.

In the past, he just wanted to scold the other party for being a fool, but now he looks cute in his eyes?

Really crazy.

A series of frank and straightforward love words, even Yi Qingyun, who has always been stern, couldn't stand it.

"But Master, you know I can't—" Yi Qingyun thought for a while and decided to speak clearly, but he didn't dare to say half of it.

The woman's face was painful, and she clutched her heart fiercely, "Stop talking, my heart hurts!"

This action stunned Yi Qingyun.

After a while, Mo Beichen regained his composure. He turned his back and walked into the dark passage first: "Don't say such things to me again, I know it in my heart, and don't tell me the name of the person you like .”

"I'm afraid I'll do something to make you sad."

The two were silent all the way, and returned to the underground prison the same way. Mo Beichen did not return to the cave, but followed Yi Qingyun to the boulder where he usually practiced.

"You—" Yi Qingyun tensed up, he didn't know why Master came here with him today.

"You practice yours, don't worry about me." After finishing speaking, Mo Beichen took out the futon from the storage ring and sat quietly by the side.

Yi Qingyun had no choice but to start today's practice.

When the wooden sword is swung, it has the potential to break through thousands of people. The body is like a dragon swimming across a river, the sword is like a bright moon in the sky, and the young man has sword eyebrows and star eyes.

After the dance of "Sword of Shocking Clouds", put away the sword.

Mo Beichen still kept his eyes on his chin, and the young man finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Master, a disciple like you can't concentrate on practicing swords."

The gaze that looked at him was too warm.

"Then don't practice." The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Master—" Yi Qingyun's tone was full of helplessness.

"I can't help it. After a hundred years, I finally know what it means to 'not see you for a day, but think like crazy'." Mo Beichen said lightly, "I am such a person who does whatever I want, but now because I miss you, I am with a fool." Just sit there dumbfounded."

"But—" Yi Qingyun looked embarrassed.

"Yi Qingyun, you have to be responsible for me. First, I accompanied you to the underground prison. Second, I was injured to protect you. In the end, I locked you in the sarcophagus, but you You came out by yourself. This is what you owe me." Mo Beichen's mouth is never forgiving, even if he is madly in love with Yi Qingyun now, he can tell the other party that the living can be dead, and the dead can be dead. Tell him he's alive.

"I'm sorry." Yi Qingyun blamed himself in his heart, "After leaving, this disciple will definitely try to cure you."

"It's good that you understand." Mo Beichen rubbed his swollen heart. At this point, his plan had to be adjusted. He decided to send the pure Yang body out as soon as possible.

The two had been alone together for a long time, and he didn't know what he would do to damage his reputation as a demon.

He thought for a while, stood up and said, "In three days, I will take you out of the land of heaven."

"Master's cultivation has recovered?" Yi Qingyun couldn't help being happy when he heard that.

"Oh, it seems that you don't like being with me very much?" Mo Beichen's face sank uncontrollably.

"No, I'm happy for Master's restoration of cultivation." Yi Qingyun was stunned for a moment and explained.

"Oh, I'm afraid it's because I can see your sweetheart, so I'm so happy." Mo Beichen pulled out the cigarette rod depressedly, but found that the storage was running out when he was storing and quitting tobacco, and complained: " In less than a day after being poisoned, I have already used almost two days' worth of tobacco."

Yi Qingyun couldn't refute either, he was indeed happy to see Mo Chen, so he could only lower his head and let Mo Beichen complain silently.

"Master, smoke less." Yi Qingyun finally couldn't help but persuade.

"Hey, please forgive me, I'm so unlucky, and I'll be reprimanded by you even if I smoke a cigarette, are you the master or I am the master!" Mo Beichen had already filled the cigarettes while speaking, Junting's nose leaned up and took a breath, "It's really the best smell in the world."

With a slight movement of his hand, the tobacco ignited, and Mo Beichen squeezed it into his mouth.

"Master, one matter is one matter, cough, cough, cough." Yi Qingyun was choked by the strong smell of smoke without paying attention, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

The hand holding the cigarette rod stopped, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, Master, cough cough—" Yi Qingyun answered eagerly, coughing more and more fiercely.

"Are you choking on the smoke?" Mo Beichen quickly snuffed out the mouth of the cigarette, ignoring the unburned tobacco, and simply put away the whole stick of tobacco, "Why don't you say you don't like tobacco?" What? Let's change places."

"Would you like some water?"

Yi Qingyun waved his hand, but he was choked and couldn't stop coughing for a while.

It's not a big deal.

However, in Mo Beichen's eyes, all this is different. Seeing the man frowning and coughing non-stop, and feeling that the other party will spit out his heart and liver in the next moment, he can't help but feel distressed.

I wish I could help the other party relieve the pain.

Mo Beichen was a little scared. He was worried that if the poison could not be cured, then in his current situation, he might not even be willing to take the blood of the pure Yang body.

He could only pat the man on the back gently beside him.

"Come back?" Mo Beichen asked.

Yi Qingyun nodded.

"I won't smoke tobacco when you're here from now on." Mo Beichen said in a low voice.

"Indeed, Master should control himself." Yi Qingyun was stunned for a moment, thinking that Master finally listened to his words.

"Self-made? No, I've become very strange now. The tobacco rod is indispensable to me, and you just cough a few times, and I can discard the tobacco rod. This poison is really terrible." Mo Beichen looked like Like a demon, he gently lifted the man's chin with his hand.

Yi Qingyun's eyes wandered, he didn't know how to respond.

White fingers gently caressed the thin lips that were extremely sexy in his eyes.

Yi Qingyun was not willing to accept this kind of intimate contact, and turned his face to the side, trying to get rid of the other party's control.

Mo Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a slight force of two slender, white fingers, he forcibly twisted that stern and ascetic face around.

There was a touch of anger in those cold eyes.

Hand froze for a moment.

My heart tightened for a while, and then a nameless anger suddenly rose up.

Yi Qingyun has never looked at him with such unfamiliar eyes.

Why did he look at himself with such eyes, how could he look at himself with such eyes?

He, Mo Beichen, carefully taught him morality and helped him practice.

He, Mo Beichen, stood by his side every day to protect him.

Yes, he is the blood that covets Yi Qingyun's pure yang body, but looking at the whole world of immortal cultivation, no one can be as good as he is to Yi Qingyun.

Why are you looking at him like that?

Why would he fall in love with someone else under his nose?

"Don't look at me like that." Mo Beichen's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Master, I only have a teacher-student relationship with you." Yi Qingyun said coldly, "I hope you wake up."

"These are all fake." After Yi Qingyun finished speaking, he was stunned, and he was at a loss.

Those clear and moving eyes actually shed tears.

Neither of them expected such a thing to happen.

"Ah, it's even scarier than I imagined." Mo Beichen's face remained unchanged, he unexpectedly felt the coldness on his face, and wiped it with his fingertips, "I actually cried because of your casual words. "

"I haven't cried in 200 years, damn it!"

Mo Beichen really didn't expect that he would feel so heartbroken when he heard what Yi Qingyun said, so heartbroken that he could cry.

He actually cried because of the words of a tough man?

It's ridiculous and sad, but he is the Demon Lord Beichen who never touches his body among thousands of flowers!

"Master, I—" Yi Qingyun's heart couldn't help being touched, it was the first time he made a woman cry, he wanted to say something but felt that he couldn't say anything to comfort others.

"You're right, but it's not true anyway." Two fingers pinched the opponent's sharp chin, "I'm happy."

Anyway, I don't really love you.

"Master—" Yi Qingyun hadn't finished speaking, and everything else was drowned out by the tobacco-smelling kiss.

"Well—" Yi Qingyun snorted.

Rather than saying it was a kiss, it was better to say that the other party was biting him, and the smell of rust filled his entire mouth from his lips.

This is a punishment given to the opponent by the proud Lord Mozun.

Yi Qingyun wanted to stop the other party's wantonness, but when he was about to push the person on him away, the lips of the two had already parted.

Yi Qingyun panted slightly, a faint blush had already stained this cold face, and his lips were bitten open.

"It's just a kiss, what's the matter?" Mo Beichen squeezed his hands tightly, but his face seemed calm, as if he was an extremely experienced lover, "It's not the first time."

In Mo Beichen's memory, his kiss with Yi Qingyun was indeed not the first time.

But in Yi Qingyun's memory, this was indeed his first kiss.

Yi Qingyun's face was completely dark.

"Master, please respect yourself."

The white fingers caressed the man's face again, Yi Qingyun wanted to avoid it, but found that he was suppressed by the man's fierce aura and could not move at all.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about what I will do to you at all, because if I think about it, you can't resist at all." Fingers gently wiped off the blood on the thin lips.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing is very comfortable, and your beloved will not know, so what's the matter?" He licked the wound on the other's mouth lightly.

With his arms around the man's neck, Mo Beichen straddled the man's powerful legs.

He looked at the man's eyebrows, but found that the man calmed down instead, not as resistant as before.

"Why don't you stare at me like you did just now?" The cold voice was tinged with desire.

"Master, I won't do this. If the disciple doesn't want it, the master won't force it." Yi Qingyun's eyes were already clear.

"Where did you come to such absurd conclusions." The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The author has something to say: The Demon Lord turned into an old rascal, this is a relatively rare stage change.

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