It looks like an unusual corpse poison.

According to the master's instructions, Huajing came to the soup spring every morning to soak, and then he used a cleansing spell to gradually clean up the corpse poison.

It has been going on for more than ten days. Still not finished.

Outside the window, the purple bamboo blows in the wind, and the leaves are like waves.

Shizun stood in front of her and said, "Ready?"

The mirror nodded.

The two sat cross-legged, so close that they could almost count the eyelashes on each other's eyelids.

She sometimes wonders. Being able to spend so much time with the master is not necessarily a bad thing!

And what kind of corpse poison, that is, it hurt a little at the beginning, but now she basically doesn't feel it.

Obsidian closed her eyes and chanted the cleansing spell.

As usual, remove the corpse poison from the body of the little apprentice. But she didn't know why, as her heart passed, a black mist came out of the body of the glass, and flew into Ziyao's mouth before he had time to react.

Ziyao reluctantly lifted her spirits and finished reciting the cleansing spell.

If it is interrupted for no reason, then the corpse poison will likely continue to spread into her body, and then everything she did before will become useless. This is something that Ziyao will never allow.

Half an hour later, Ziyao got up.

The abnormality in his body made him look a little tired, and there was a slight painful look on his previously indifferent face. Ziyao stood so secretive that it was almost impossible for the glasses to see that he was uncomfortable now. But--it was impossible not to be unaware of his glasses, and it was only when Obsidian ended the matter unusually early, and the quick-witted glasses found something.

The mirror got up, and the purple pupil technique opened suddenly.

She grabbed Ziyao Ruxue's sleeve and asked with concern, "Master, are you okay?"

Ziyao didn't turn around. The pain that had eaten his heart like a thousand ants before was gone, and just when he suspected that what had come from the mirror was a mutant of corpse poison, his mind suddenly became empty. His mind flew around in a world of ice and snow, and he couldn't find his way back. Until a shallow call: "Master." "There is a lot of hidden emotion.

It is flower glasses.

When she came to this conclusion, Ziyao's mind was even more shaken.

He turned his head and looked at a small face full of worried glasses, and actually had the idea of possession. It would be nice if she could keep an undivided eye on herself like this!

As soon as this thought appeared in his heart, Ziyao's only remaining sanity woke him up fiercely.

Ziyao, are you really crazy?

Have you forgotten how you promised in front of your master?

The glasses are your apprentices, and such reckless things are ridiculed by the world.

But lust was like a spark burning in his heart, and then like an overwhelming red lotus karmic fire burning in his world.

It was as if a voice in his heart tempted him.

"Eros is the truest reaction of human beings. There's no need to say no......"

"You like her, don't you dare admit it until now?"

"What about the master and apprentice? The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, and he violates the laws and regulations of Namenzi? The master still doesn't like Senior Sister Qingjin. ”

The mirror felt that the male protagonist was very abnormal, and couldn't help but take a step back. His gaze was as hot as fire, and she was used to seeing all kinds of men's gazes, and she knew very clearly that Ziyao was lustful.

This is the most strange point for her.,How can it be like this to clean up the corpse poison well? It's not like the style of the male protagonist at all!

Her regression made the last trace of clarity in Ziyao's eyes disappear.

She actually resisted him.

Could it be that he has been thinking too much all along.

Flower glasses don't like themselves at all.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and I felt like I was alone in the middle of the vast ocean, the whole world was nothing but myself, and a kind of utter loneliness washed him onto the cold and wet sand.

He kissed the little mouth without a teacher, like the lips of delicate flower petals, not gentle at all. There is also a hint of coldness.

The mirror did not resist, and she endured the kiss. The male protagonist can take the initiative, no matter what the reason is, she is not qualified to refuse.

Even if she did the gift of Dunlun, she would definitely agree.

The clothes began to fall off at some point, the temperature in the house was rising, and a strong musky smell permeated this small world.

She quietly looked at Ziyao Zhenjun, who was so calm and self-controlled, and even a little inhuman, that she was a little inhuman, and her face was covered with □□, and she really didn't know how to describe her mood.

The man's hand was restless and hot on her, and she smiled slowly, like a red lotus blooming in the ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, that smile was bright and calm, and she was indifferent from another world.

She soon resigned herself to her body and succumbed to pleasure.

The ambiguous bodies on the bed are entangled like fire, and the cyan skirt and snow-white robe under the bed are messed together. In this world, it seems that there are only the two of them.

When Ziyao woke up, it was already the middle of the night.

The girl's fragrant fragrance was intertwined with the smell of □□ in his nose, and he looked at the girl's body that was as □□ as white jade steadily, and the qiē that happened in the morning continued to pass from his mind to his eyes.

At the moment, he was really frozen.

After living for 300 years, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. He liked her, and that couldn't be changed even if it wasn't like admitting it.

Since it has happened, he should be held responsible.

When he thought of his master's attitude, he couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

However, it can't be so much now. Even if he is punished, it should be his own master, and he forced the glasses.

Ziyao, who had put on his clothes and had a haircut on his crown, looked at the little disciple who was sleeping sweetly on the bed, and couldn't help but smile, smiling from the bottom of his heart.

In the future, it may not be bad to be able to be with her all the time.

He slowly closed the door and looked up at the meteors that flickered in the inky sky. Going to the heavenly palace where the old man Jiuhua was going to be like death, his white clothes were covered with the grass dew of the cool night, and he was so dignified in a night or under the bright moon, like a etiquette template that came down from a book.

After this night's romance, it was as if she had been crushed by a stone. She unexpectedly found that Ziyao was not there, and she didn't care much about going back to the house to take a shower and change clothes.

The next day, I still didn't see Ziyao, and I still lived as usual. But in Yue Xiao's mouth, he accidentally learned the news of Ziyao's retreat, whether it was a year or a few years of retreat, no one could say clearly. The most valuable thing in the world of cultivating immortals is time, and the most valuable thing is time.

Hearing the news, Hua Jing's heart was half cold, as if she wanted to be immersed in ice water.

A little more than a year, the five-year deadline for this task will be exceeded.

In other words, she is going to fail in this mission.

As soon as she came to this conclusion, she was not good.

After all kinds of interceptions, she finally came to the Xuanxu Cave of Xunyou Mountain in the Ziyao Retreat, and under the gaze of the two immortal disciples who were guarding, she shouted loudly: "Master, I know you are inside. What happened that day -- you didn't mean it, I know. She sneered, "But I mean it, I'm willing, I'm willing to give you this body, so don't feel guilty." Is it necessary to avoid me? The disciple never wanted to use this to pester the master, nor did he want to be the one on the master's side. Since the master must retreat, the disciple will only wait outside, waiting for the day when the master will take the initiative to come out. ”

Inside the Xuanxu Cave, Zi Yao suddenly opened his eyes as deep as ink. His gaze was both affectionate and complex, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself: "Huajing, I have a hard time." However, it will only take two years, and when I get rid of the love poison on my body, the master will agree to it. Because of that agreement, he couldn't talk to the glasses for the time being, and he couldn't reveal the slightest bit of information.

After the words were finished, Hua Mirror smiled resolutely, and under the shocked gaze of the two gatekeepers, he floated away without a trace of remembrance.

She knows her master's character.

If he really loves her, he will definitely come out regardless of it. If not, then never again. Now, the task is not finished.

It depends on Ziyao Zhenjun.

With this in mind, the glasses are more normal. The mission is likely to fail.

It's not that she doesn't know, but it's already here.

All she could do but wait was waiting.

Because he was about to leave, he didn't care much about the study of cultivating immortals. In the past, serious study was just to make the teacher appreciate himself. Now that it's useless, why should she force herself to study!

Just wander around every day, make flowers and grass, and the person who cooks the fastest is Yue Xiao, who comes to eat every day, so unhappy. But the flower glasses also made her worried, and the news came from the outside that "the flower glasses seduce the master, and Ziyao Zhenren has no choice but to retreat", afraid that she will think too much. But there is one person who is not afraid, Flower Fan Fairy Xuanzhu, after hearing the news, he immediately came to look for the flower glasses, since there is a sense of an elder standing on the side of the flower glasses, and the words are not light, it seems to be accusing Ziyao of being ruthless, and the flowers are stupid.

I don't know when it started, Xuanzhu came more and more often. The relationship between the two has also improved dramatically.

With the company of Xuanzhu Yueyuexiao, life is also more interesting, and your time flies by.

Just when the glasses were about to accept that this mission was the result of failure. Heaven gave her an unexpected joy.

On that day, she picked flowers as usual, carrying a basket full of fairy flowers, and the smile on her face was as warm as a spring breeze.

But I was surprised to see a person who shouldn't be here at this moment.

The white clothes are like snow, and the black hair is like a crow.

The handsome and indifferent face became human the moment he saw her. Both affectionate and full of apologies. And it looks like it's so perfectly synthesized into an impeccable smile.

"Flower glasses, keep you waiting. I am back. His gaze lingered on his body, as if he wanted to regain what he had lost in the past year.

"Oh. She said coldly, "You're back." Master. ”

Although her coldness was expected, Ziyao still felt very uncomfortable, and he took the glasses in his arms and emotionally explained what happened a year ago.

A year ago, he cleaned the corpse poison for the flower glasses, but because of the ulterior motives of the poisoner, he became poisonous and united with her.

After waking up, he went to ask the old man Jiuhua for his permission to marry her.

However, there was an agreement.

The conditions to which the old man of Jiuhua agreed.

The first is that Ziyao must enter the Xuanxu Cave to retreat until the love poison is completely resolved, and the second is not to tell Huajing about it, and when he comes out, he will still be the same, and he will respond.

Listening to him speak slowly, Huajing knew that the mission was successful.

Just one sentence.

She looked at his handsome and indifferent face, and his voice was slow, as quiet as a lotus blooming on a summer night.

"Do you love me?"

Zi Yao was stunned for a moment, and the sound of Zhuyu sounded pleasantly.

"I love you. ”

Mission accomplished.

The plot is 70% complete.

The male protagonist is 100% sincere.

Mission Level: A

Move on to the next mission.