"Master!" Zhuo Junchen hurriedly wanted to pull Shizun's hand over, but was dodged by Shen Hanfeng as if unintentionally.

"I'm fine, what's wrong with you?" Shen Hanfeng's eyes burned, which made Zhuo Junchen feel a little weak.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhuo Junchen still planned to cover it up: "Because the cultivation is about to advance, the cultivation has been too aggressive in the past few days, and it should be that the realm is unstable." ”

Shen Hanfeng frowned, as if he didn't believe Zhuo Junchen's explanation, but in the end he still chose to listen to the words of the disciple brother: "Water drops and stones wear through stones, and this matter of cultivation needs to be done steadily and steadily, so as not to go mad." ”

The master patiently instructed Zhuo Junchen to answer one by one, but he still did not give up his intention to continue cultivating the "Thunder Fire Nine Heavenly Formula" in his heart. With such a speed of spiritual power growth, the temptation for Zhuo Junchen was too great.

In the evening, Shen Hanfeng couldn't rest assured about Zhuo Junchen, and Zhuo Junchen's reaction at that time was too abnormal. However, when he went to the canteen to look for Zhuo Junchen, he did not see him among the disciples.

Mu Zisu said: "I have been looking for Junchen before, but I knocked on his door for a long time and did not answer. I thought he was going out with you. Shen Hanfeng didn't show it on his face, but he was very worried in his heart, and after dealing with Mu Zisu's doubts, he hurried to Zhuo Junchen's room.

In fact, he had been there before, but like Mu Zisu, he knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered.

Zhuo Junchen's door was still closed, Shen Hanfeng frowned, and pushed the door in without hesitation. The room was quiet, unlit, and only a heavy wheezing sound came from the darkness, adding to the permeability.

Shen Hanfeng was naturally not afraid, but he was concerned about the safety of his apprentice in his heart, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the direction where the wheezing sound came.

The owner of the voice did not retreat but advanced, and Shen Hanfeng didn't expect his first action to pounce on him. Shen Hanfeng only saw the scene in the room now, the bed was messy, Zhuo Junchen was half-kneeling on the bed at this time, holding Shen Hanfeng's shoulder with one hand, and staring at Shen Hanfeng with blood-red eyes.

In an instant, Shen Hanfeng had the feeling of that moment on Taiyun Mountain, Zhuo Junchen's eyes were blood-red, and his breathing was heavy, like a cheetah secretly watching its prey. Shen Hanfeng wanted to slap away Zhuo Junchen's arm that fell on his shoulder with his backhand, but he didn't know that Zhuo Junchen took the first step, and somehow he reflexively pressed him on the bed.

Shen Hanfeng's eyebrows were sharp, and anger rose in his eyes. Zhuo Junchen clasped Shen Hanfeng's wrist with one hand, and the whole person covered him, his long and powerful legs were like a big lock, controlling all of Shen Hanfeng's movements.

Zhuo Junchen leaned down slightly, his red eyes approached, making Shen Hanfeng a little stunned for an instant, and there was a kind of fanaticism in Zhuo Junchen's eyes that he couldn't understand. The tip of his nose rubbed against his neck, the hot breath brushed his sensitive skin, and the cold hairs on Shen Hanfeng's whole body suddenly rose, and he looked at his apprentice's eyes with extreme anger.

As if stabbed by his gaze, Zhuo Junchen had a trace of pain in his eyes, and he faced the tip of Shen Hanfeng's nose: "Master...... Why don't you like me? ”

Shen Hanfeng's eyes grew in surprise, but his pupils contracted suddenly, as if he couldn't believe the words that came out of Zhuo Junchen's mouth. There was heat in Zhuo Junchen's eyes, and there was also a lingering mourning, the hot lips fell on Shen Hanfeng's lips, gently crushed, this person who always looks cold and lonely on weekdays, but his lips were unexpectedly soft, Zhuo Junchen rubbed for a while, paused, and stretched out his tongue again, knocked open Shen Hanfeng's teeth that were loosened by surprise, licked the tip of his tongue through the dentition, and incorporated all the taste of the master into his mouth.

The lips and tongues intersect, and there is an indescribable beauty. At this time, Zhuo Junchen was different from before, he looked extremely aggressive, and between his lips and tongue, he lifted Shen Hanfeng's neck with one hand, forcing him to get closer to him.

The stiff tongue was touched, Shen Hanfeng woke up from a big dream, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Junchen, who was indulging in kisses, naturally did not notice it.

When Zhuo Junchen woke up, his forehead was swollen and painful, and his neck seemed to have been hit by something, which was sore and swollen. He propped himself up from the bed groggily, but saw a plain white at the head of the bed, and Shen Hanfeng was looking at him thoughtfully.

"Master? What are you doing here? Zhuo Junchen came to his senses all of a sudden, and naturally saw the brocade silk of the "Thunder and Fire Nine Heavenly Formulas" in Shen Hanfeng's hand.

Zhuo Junchen only remembered that after he said goodbye to his master, he went back to the wing room to cultivate, and then the demonic qi that had been stable suddenly rioted, and he suppressed it with the spiritual power in his body, but he didn't want the explosion hidden in the thunder fire spiritual power to be lured out by all the demonic qi, and then it was a blank. Zhuo Junchen probed, the spiritual power in his body had stabilized, as if he had returned to the previous state, his cultivation had been improved to the eighth level of foundation building, but he couldn't remember what happened later.

Shen Hanfeng's expression was faint, and he didn't ask him about the magic trick, but said, "You just went mad, and I have already helped you straighten out your spiritual power." ”

Zhuo Junchen hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master." Today, Shizun looked as usual, but his voice was a little low and hoarse, with a hint of inexplicability...... Charm?

Shen Hanfeng shook his head, put the magic trick in his hand into his arms and said: "If you continue to advance, this magic trick will be placed here with me, and there will be one day in the future, you will focus on cultivation and recovery, and wait for you to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition."

Zhuo Junchen showed a look of shame on his face, and he had no objection to the master's approach: "Listen to the master at all." ”

Shen Hanfeng nodded, the two of them were silent, and there was an indescribable embarrassment in the atmosphere for a while.

Shen Hanfeng stood up: "It's not early, you should go to bed early." After speaking, without waiting for Zhuo Junchen to answer, he turned around and left.

Shizun looked a little strange, Zhuo Junchen had doubts in his heart, and suddenly called out to Shen Hanfeng when he was about to go out.

Shen Hanfeng tilted his head slightly, but he didn't look at him, Zhuo Junchen could only see Shizun's beautiful jaw, and a touch of inconspicuous blush on the side of his neck.

"Listen to Shizun's hoarse voice, and please take care of your body." Zhuo Junchen stumbled, but all his attention was pulled by the traces on Shizun's neck, and fragmentary pictures vaguely appeared in his mind.

Shen Hanfeng snorted, closed the door and left without saying anything.

Zhuo Junchen frowned, pressing his forehead to carefully recall what happened after he went mad, but he had a splitting headache when he thought about it, and he couldn't remember more.

Wei Shengming sneered: "Why bother so much, why don't you let me sue you?" ”

Zhuo Junchen's heart sank, he would go mad this time, although it was because of the cultivation of the "Thunder Fire Nine Heavenly Formula", but it was also inseparable from the micro-life. The demonic qi in his body can't be triggered by himself at all, it will make the demonic qi out of control, and it can only be the handiwork of the micro-shengying.

The micro-life is a villain who has to be frank: "I did try to make you go mad, and then wait for an opportunity to steal your body. But I'm not going to lie to you about it. "The Demon Venerable naturally also has the arrogance of the Demon Venerable.

After a stick of incense, Zhuo Junchen opened his eyes, his body exuded a desperate and dead silence, and when he looked closely, his body was still trembling slightly. Shizun looked at him with such sad eyes, I am afraid that he was extremely disappointed in him. The scene of the kiss kept flashing in front of Zhuo Junchen's eyes.

Wei Shengming said cool words: "This time I am bold, I dare to call him Shizun while expressing my heart." ”

Zhuo Junchen spread out his hands on his knees, his palms were clenched too tightly, and there were already thin half-moon-shaped blood marks in his palms. It's no wonder that Shizun will be so weird, he pretended that nothing had happened, I am afraid that he wanted to cover up the past, so as not to embarrass the two......

Zhuo Junchen closed his eyes, if he was a master, knowing that his apprentice had such a dirty mind about himself, he would definitely be disgusted. He seemed to have foreseen that Shizun would drift away from him in the future, and suddenly remembered the situation when Huo Meier was going to worship Shizun, maybe in the next disciple election, Shizun would find another disciple with a real heart from among the new disciples.

Zhuo Junchen was extremely desperate and extremely sober. Without the mind of gains and losses, Zhuo Junchen understood that after this Immortal Sect competition, Shizun would retreat, and if he wanted to stay on Frost Sky Peak, Shizun would not agree. What he can do for his master now is to be shortlisted in the Immortal Sect Competition, enter the Baiyan Secret Realm to obtain the phoenix tail glazed grass, and then leave the master far away.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Junchen was a little calmer, and from the second day, he practiced as usual to eat and rest. It was Shen Hanfeng, who had been staying in the room, not seeing anyone, and not knowing whether to concentrate on cultivation or something else.

Mu Zisu had never encountered a situation where Shen Hanfeng didn't even see Zhuo Junchen, and secretly asked Zhuo Junchen the reason in private, but Zhuo Junchen just smiled bitterly and didn't answer.

Mu Zisu was speechless, and everyone had their own thoughts, and finally arrived at Cuiwei Palace two days later.

The treasure ship of Qinghua Immortal Gate slowly fell, and the disciples of Cuiwei Palace, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward, waiting for guidance. Zhuo Junchen, Mu Zisu and the others stood in the queue of disciples, their eyes skimmed over the others, and sat on the master with their backs to him. Today, Shen Hanfeng finally went out of the room, but he didn't say a word to him.

"Cuiwei Palace disciples Qingcui and Yuanfang have seen Fuyong Xianjun and Shen Xianjun." Two pretty female disciples dressed in aqua blue clothes saluted the two.

The biggest difference between Cuiwei Palace and the Immortal Sect next to it is that all the disciples are women. However, Cuiwei Palace can be ranked among the seven great immortal sects, and no one will look down on them because they are a group of weak female streams.

The people of Qinghua Xianmen disembarked one after another. From the moment they stepped on the ground of Cuiwei Palace, their immortal gate was a big competition, and it could be regarded as a real beginning.