After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Chapter 68 Master is unwell

"I'm leaving first, and we'll discuss this matter another day." Yan Xiuyu waved his sleeves forcefully, turned around and left, and glanced at Murong Mo inadvertently.

That's the peach blossom debt in your original book!

Murong Mo was puzzled, couldn't help but blinked his black eyes, and thought in his heart: What's wrong with Master?

The two of them used a technique together and flew away from the city lord's mansion.

After walking a long distance from the City Lord's Mansion, it was getting late, Yan Xiuyu had something to say, so he winked at Murong Mo, and the two turned into a deserted small courtyard.

The spiritual consciousness of the City Lord's Mansion had already withdrawn from them, and now Yan Xiuyu completely let go of his disguise.

He raised his eyes slightly, and seeing Murong Mo take off the disguise on his face, revealing the profound facial features, he couldn't help puffing up his face.

In the original book, it was because of this face that Murong Mo attracted a lot of love everywhere.

Although he didn't say anything, who wants his Taoist companion to be provoked by others?

Yan Xiuyu felt that he was not so generous, he pursed his lips, looked at Murong Mo very seriously, his red lips parted slightly, and was ashamed to tell Murong Mo not to look at those pretty beauties in the future.

He was sulking, "The daughter of the city lord's mansion has been staring at you just now, be careful with her in the future, and don't reveal her secrets."

Murong Mo thought to himself, so it was here that the master was worried just now, he nodded immediately, his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened a bit, and his voice was deep and deep.

"I know, Master."

He came over and grabbed Yan Xiuyu's sleeve, and grabbed Yan Xiuyu's white and tender hands, then followed the corner of the clothes to the skirt of the waist, looked up at the white neck, and then fell into the slightly cold hands. Among the phoenix pupils.

Under the bright moonlight, the young man in black embraced the figure who looked like a celestial being, and kissed him delicately, leaving a faint red mark on his face.

The young man who looked gloomy and cold, but his movements were unbelievably gentle, as if he was holding the treasure in his arms carefully, his dark eyes were filled with thousands of stars.

This is not only his apprentice, but also his lifelong companion——

Yan Xiuyu suddenly thought of this level, just thinking of "this is his Taoist companion", his heart was beating violently, as if the blood was circulating at an accelerated rate, making his face a thin layer of blush.

He couldn't help thinking: Why did the two of them look like this now?

Obviously he didn't want to get involved in the plot, but now he is deeply immersed in the tenderness of the villain, and the cultivation world is surrounded by wolves, can he, a person from another world, be able to protect the villain Murong Mo?

His body trembled a little, and he couldn't help lowering his head in thought.

It is true that Murong Mo lost the "confidantes" in the original book, but at the same time lost their help.

This made it even more difficult for the villain to survive. He recalled the movement of the trajectory in the original book, and in his mind was not only his own death, but also Murong Mo's tragic end in the original book.

"Master, what's the matter?" Murong Mo sensed that something was wrong with Yan Xiuyu, he let go of his lips, and couldn't help but press his shoulder, his bright black eyes looked down at the little master in his arms.

Yan Xiuyu's thinking was interrupted, she regained her mind in an instant, and fooled around, "It's nothing, let's go back to the inn first."

He slightly pushed Murong Mo away, and walked back towards the inn.

Murong Mo's black eyes flickered to cover up the deep meaning in his eyes.

Master refused to say it, but he could feel it. Master must have something to hide from him. Master, he didn't realize that he was suddenly silent and lost in thought more and more times recently.

Occasionally, I would be in a daze just looking at his face, those dull eyes seemed to be seeing someone through him...

Murong Mo wasn't sure what Master was thinking, his eyes were like ice that had lasted for a thousand years, and only when he came into contact with Yan Xiuyu did he fluctuate.

"Master..." He murmured in his heart, Yan Xiuyu was like a mystery, he had never known that person before, he was rescued by Master before and returned to Zhujian Peak, but he didn't care about it for more than ten years, The first time they met, they asked him about the cauldron, and it was later proved that it was the evil spirit of that man.

But Master...since there is such a demon...

Then how do you think about me as an apprentice in your heart?

He watched Yan Xiuyu go far away, pursed his lips, and followed quickly, all the way silent, but the two of them felt turbulent in their hearts.

Murong Mo thought more.

The love between master and apprentice, in the realm of comprehension, seems to disregard ethics...

Did the former master also have immoral thoughts towards him, so he ignored him for so many years, is this another kind of avoidance to varying degrees?

As soon as Murong Mo thought of this, he squeezed his hands, and his flat nails sank into his palm, leaving a series of deep fingerprints.

His eyes fell on Yan Xiuyu involuntarily, and his heart beat wildly at the thought of this possibility.

He tied most of his life complex to Yan Xiuyu, and also longed for that person's response.

It's just that Master, even though I have been with him day and night for so long, I still can't understand it, and there is always a hazy mist covering him.

Also, his awareness of being different from this world of comprehension made him suspicious. Among other things, if he was really the immortal who abided by etiquette and law, how could he agree to the contract with him?

I'm afraid I can't wait to get rid of him as a villain and then quickly...

The cold wind carrying the shattered rain drenched the ground, and the yellowish leaves rustled down. As far as Yan Xiuyu could see, it was an old tree in front of the inn.

"Guest officer, did you come back so late?" Xiao Er hurriedly welcomed him in, her body involuntarily blocked Yan Xiuyu's sight, as if she was afraid of what he would see.

Yan Xiuyu's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on the Xiao Er who was smiling forcefully.

I saw that the man was dressed in jet black, with a piece of white cloth pinned to his waist, a white towel in his hand, and oil stains on his body.

But Yan Xiuyu saw more, this man's face with scattered brows, intruded into Yintang, sunken cheekbones, and fleshless cheeks.

It is the face of the wicked.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his eyes, and tightened his fingers. Murong Mo stepped forward to block the little second's scrutinizing eyes, and helped his master go upstairs.

For the time being, he suppressed those doubts in his heart, thinking that he would find the answer one day, so he should take good care of Yan Xiuyu first.

Murong Mo closed the door, cast an enchantment around the room, sat beside Yan Xiuyu's bed and asked:

"Master, just now you saw something wrong with that person's eyes, did you notice something?"

Yan Xiuyu's eyes were slightly cold, "Under that big tree buried a resentful corpse, it seems that it came from the inside of the inn, those resentments were entangled on the outside of the inn, it was just suffering from a certain magic weapon of the inn, but what's the matter?" No."

Murong Mo understood, "Then I'll find a chance to get rid of that thing?"

Yan Xiuyu nodded, he is not easy to fight, but the resentment is really strong, it seems to have been at least hundreds of years, but the waiter in the shop looks young, I don't know what tricks he used, but it makes him a little Curious.

Murong Mo saw Yan Xiuyu nodding, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with joy, and he hooked up to that fair wrist, "Master, tonight...we..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Xiuyu.

Yan Xiuyu touched her nose in embarrassment, and turned her face away, "I've been feeling unwell recently... I'd better stop doing that kind of thing."

Murong Mo frowned when he heard the words, and he focused on the previous sentence, "Is Master not feeling well? Is it the sequelae of what happened last time?"

Yan Xiuyu shook her head, "Master, I don't know. It's just that I have occasional pain in my abdomen recently. It's not serious. I'll go and see after you solve the problem of your cultivation."

When he got something to solve the problem of Murong Mo's cultivation base, he would rush back to Zhujian Peak and seek medical treatment from the elders of Yaoxian Peak.

Now they don't say that they are in the demon world, even in the cultivation world, there are a lot of people outside now. If they know that his cultivation base is damaged, they probably don't know how to calculate Yujian Xianzong.

His eyes were slightly sunken, but when he raised his head, he had a different expression, and he patted Murong Mo's shoulder comfortingly.

"There is nothing wrong with being a teacher, so don't worry."

How could Murong Mo not be worried, his sword eyebrows were lowered, "Master, why don't you let me see what's wrong."

He took Yan Xiuyu's wrist and wanted to feel his pulse. Murong Mo had already practiced some medical skills before, although he was not as good as a doctor who was proficient in this skill, he knew a little bit.

But Yan Xiuyu's pulse condition was really too shallow, he could only feel the other pulse beating thinly, neither fast nor slow, soft and gentle, like a flat pulse, but it was also weak and could not help deliberating.

Murong Mo couldn't see any abnormality, so he could only put down his hand, and embraced Yan Xiuyu's waist, thinking of the abdominal pain that Yan Xiuyu mentioned just now, he couldn't help but glance at that place.

Before, he thought that the little master had been fattened up by him, but he didn't expect that it was a side effect of the past. He felt sorry for it, and couldn't help kissing his own little master on the forehead.

"Otherwise, let's see a doctor first. I'm not in a hurry about my cultivation, how is Master?"

He squeezed Yan Xiuyu's hand, and couldn't help stroking that white and firm belly, with thought in his eyes.

Yan Xiuyu concealed his spiritual power blockage, and even chose a simpler explanation, but Murong Mo still couldn't let go, so he pursed his lips.

For some reason, he has also been a little tired recently, obviously he is a great power in the transformation stage, this kind of fatigue shouldn't hinder him, but it can't stop him physically.

He didn't know what to do, he could only solve Murong Mo's problem as soon as possible before he had time to think about the incompleteness left by his body.

Murong Mo smoothed Shunyan Xiuyu's hair, knowing the master's persistence, he didn't say anything, he can only use a thousand times of effort to cultivate and become a talent, so as to live up to the master's affection.

The tall figure shrouded Yan Xiuyu's body, and he carried him onto the bed. He wanted to change the heavy topic just now, so he softened his voice and said with a smile, "Then Master, you should have a good rest first."

He lowered his head, and carefully took off Yan Xiuyu's shoes, socks and clothes, leaving only the clothes. Wherever those thick palms touched, the movements were extraordinarily gentle.

Yan Xiuyu, who was carried to bed, was very obedient. He lowered his head, and Murong Mo had already taken off his mask.

Under the light of the candlelight, that beautiful face looked extraordinarily gentle and serene, but it was tainted with a touch of human fireworks, and it looked like a beautiful bride waiting for her husband. Leng Yu's face had a little blush.