"I was wrong!"

"I really know it's wrong!"

"Master!"

……

However, no matter how hot his body was and how painful his body was, Murong didn't dare to come out of the big iron pot by himself, so he could only stay honest and keep "harassing" Mu Qiuniang with his voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Mu Qiuniang, sitting at the other end of the screen, holding a scripture book, looked at it slowly.

Opposite her, Zhan Jingshu's back was straight, kneeling on the other side of the coffee table, copying the book carefully. It's not that he is really that focused, but that he has earplugs in his ears, which really makes him "listen to things outside the window".

"Master, you don't love me anymore......"

Murong was steamed, and his face had become red, like a tomato.

His breath gradually became much weaker, and his eyes began to turn white.

Mu Qiuniang raised her eyes, glanced at it, moved her fingers, and flicked a pill into his mouth.

Murong suddenly felt that as soon as his mouth was sweet, something poured into his internal organs, and the fiery temperature immediately dropped, just like drinking a glass of ice water in the summer, and his whole body was comfortable.

"Huh......" Murong breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, what did you give me to eat......?"

"Recite the formula, the ice heart of the "Fire Word Formula". ”

"Yes, master!" Murong didn't have the energy to be distracted anymore, silently crossed his legs in the big iron pot, and memorized the mantra of the ice heart of the "Fire Word Formula". He faintly felt that something was circulating in the dantian, and when he looked inside, it was indeed the small flame in the dantian.

It's just that now it seems to be a little shrunk compared to before, but something blue faintly appears around it.

That thing, it seems, is water?

While reciting the mantra, Murong mobilized this small flame, running in the four meridians and eight veins, and where the original flame passed, the feeling of warmth was completely gone, but there was a trace of coolness.

And he found that the faster he moved, the more blue the flame became. And this blue thing seems to be able to transform into small flames, making the volume of small flames even more bloated.

Murong Yixi.

Great! He has been cultivating for a long time without any movement, and as soon as the master makes a move, it actually grows fat?

Hurry up and grow, the fatter you get, the better!

Unconsciously, Murong integrated into the sense of accomplishment of cultivation, and he couldn't feel the heat outside. And his skin seemed to freeze, and a trace of blue ice crystals appeared on his skin.

Mu Qiuniang asked Zhan Jingshu to stop copying books, and then added some firewood under his junior brother's pot, and added some fire pattern pills to the big iron pot, and continued to cook.

Originally, it was just a tumbling water, but some false fire actually came out, revolving around Murong's body.

Faintly visible to see the wind, defending some false fires seems to have the shadow of a phoenix.

"You go and rest, I'll keep an eye on it. ”

"Master, I'm resting here. Zhan Jingshu refused.

Mu Qiuniang didn't force it, she left a trace of spiritual sense and stared at Murong, so she coiled up and sat down.

Zhan Jingshu learned from him, and he also crossed his legs and sat up. However, unlike Mu Qiuniang, he can't condense such a thing as spiritual consciousness now.

The night is getting thicker and thicker.

The night breeze blew, the green window flowers were raised, and the screams and cries of women were heard.

"Ah...... No...... Please, don't ......"

"Leave me alone!"

"I don't dare anymore!"

……

However, no matter how much she begged for mercy, the man in front of her was expressionless. He was holding a George River, the upper half was naked/exposed, the lower half was wrapped around a white bath towel, and he held a small leather whip in his hand and whipped it the woman's body.

"Senior Brother Seven, I was wrong, please, spare me!" Xu Ruoxuan's four feet were trapped and tied, lying on the bed in a large shape, and countless blood marks had been drawn out of her body. There was no place without a wound except her face.

Outside the door, Tong Raosheng was anxiously walking, but she didn't dare to break in.

Although, he knew that the man didn't set up any formation at all, and he just pushed the door and went in, but he knew that once he pushed the door in, Xu Ruoxuan's fate would definitely not be clear.

The "Seventh Senior Brother" with George Chuan's face didn't speak, he just pumped vigorously, and he smoked for almost an hour before stopping. There are no stains on his back, it's just pure hair/venting.

When he threw the leather whip away, Xu Ruoxuan shrank her neck in fear and stared at him in fear.

"Heh, you think I'm going to touch you?" he curled his lips coldly and said sarcastically, "I don't know how many men have touched the furnace, I feel dirty when I touch you!"

Xu Ruoxuan suddenly burst into tears, and wanted to shout back: "It's not that I want to be like this?

But she didn't dare, she dared to yell back by herself, and she was beaten back.

Anyway, the seventh senior brother just beat her, and he won't do anything to her, even if he thinks she is dirty and is too lazy to pick/make up for her, it is better than her second senior brother who hypocritically says he loves her, but always picks/makes up for her.

The seventh senior brother left Xu Ruoxuan and walked out of the door of the room, and when he saw Tong Raosheng guarding outside, he was not surprised at all, and sneered: "Yo, as for it? I seem to be a big villain who beats mandarin ducks, make it clear, it's not that I want to sleep with your woman, it's the master who gave her to me." I don't know what you like about her, such a dirty woman, you have slept with such people, and you are embarrassed to take over. Oh no, wasn't it you the first one to sleep with her?"

Tong Raosheng had a blue face and did not speak.

"Cut! It's you, I don't know how the master took a fancy to you in the first place!" he said in disgust, turned around and left.

That breath blocked Tong Raosheng's chest, making him stand at the door for a while before he calmed down his anger with a grim expression.

Aren't you just doing a good job lately?

You wait, wait for me to complete this task, and see how you are still in the limelight!

When he went in to face Xu Ruoxuan, he turned back into the warm boy next door, looking at her so embarrassed, his face was full of regret and self-blame: "I'm sorry ......"

With a soft apology, he stroked the wound on her body, completely unbearable to look at it.

"Second Senior Brother, when will such a day be a head?" Xu Ruoxuan asked with tears in her eyes and despair.

"Xuanxuan, you must not think like that, you must live well, understand? Only by living well can you have hope and a future......

"Is it? What is the meaning of such a life that is worse than death? Can I still have hope and a future?"

"Yes! I can!" Tong Raosheng hugged Xu Ruoxuan and said very firmly.

In fact, he rarely has anything to do with it, whether he is comforting her or himself.

In this cruelly built cage, who is not a bird that is bound, its feet are tethered, its wings are tethered, no matter how it flutters, there is a huge iron chain rattling, no matter how high it flies, it cannot escape the length of the chain.