"Eat?" Dao Zitong looked at Duanmu Yi strangely, "What are you doing eating it, we are not laymen." ”

"This is a spirit fox, eating it is very helpful to improve your cultivation." Dao Zitong's reaction was different from what he imagined, Duanmu was stunned for a long time, and he actually said such a thing.

"Oh, whatever." Dao Zitong nodded.

"Ahem! But this red fox is quite pretty. Duanmu Yi said in a casual tone, and then said with a little regret, "Actually, it's a pity to kill it, why don't you take it as a pet and play with it." ”

Dao Zitong looked at the red fox, the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all, and then shook his head at Duanmuyi, "I don't want it!" ”

"Huh?" Duanmu was stunned, in his imagination, Daozi Tong is soft, he will definitely like this beautiful fluffy little animal, as long as he takes out this red fox, Dao Zitong will show that he likes it very much, and then can't bear to pull himself, begging himself not to kill this fox, after Duanmu Yi's 'reluctantly' agreed, Dao Zitong will happily hold the red fox in his arms, and then say things like like, and finally he will definitely thank Duanmu Yi, thank him for helping Dao Zitong find such a cute little pet.

However, Xiao Luding actually said no!

"Why not! Xiaolu Ding, this is not an ordinary fox, it can not only understand people's words, but also communicate with people, and its psychic program has reached more than ten percent, "Duanmu is a little anxious, don't look at him as if he is careless, 'If you don't accept it, I will slaughter it and eat it', in fact, this red fox is a gift he carefully prepared for Dao Zitong, how could he be willing to kill it."

And Dao Zitong didn't say a word of don't accept it, so that Duanmu didn't know what to do, thinking that the beast that he had spent a great price to become a fox would be wasted with his great efforts, and he couldn't help but feel heartache.

"Think about it, a spiritual mind is comparable to a human monk, and you can also make a blood contract to make it exclusive to you, by the way, it is still an infant cultivator, as long as I feed it some more elixir, it will soon break through to a broken baby. If this kind of pet is put on the black market, it is definitely a sky-high price that ordinary monks dare not think of. After speaking, he looked at Dao Zitong expectantly, "If you accept it, you should accept a gadget that is usually used to relieve boredom, isn't it?" ”

But Dao Zitong continued to shake his head with an embarrassed face, "I don't want it." "I didn't look tempted by it at all.

"Don't you like this red fox at all because it's so cute and its fur is so smooth and easy to touch?" Duanmu felt that the sky had fallen, and he was full of enthusiasm and suffered the blow of destroying his nature, and he tried his best to awaken the female cultivator's only one-thousandth beast bloodline, and then wipe out the remaining human bloodline one by one. Duanmu Yi even used essence blood to increase the number of elixirs baked.

A full ten elixirs that had been painstakingly refined, all of them were stuffed into the mouth of the female cultivator surnamed Hong, and then Duanmu watched with satisfaction as she turned into it, a fluffy, bright red, beautiful red fox that matched Dao Zitong at a glance.

In a strong sense of achievement, he even thought that Dao Zitong held this red fox in his arms, and against the backdrop of the red and bright fox fur, his little furnace must be smiling like a flower, and the red flutter was very moving.

But what he never expected was that his little furnace Ding would not like this fox, and he had no intention of accepting this gift carefully prepared by Duanmu Yi at all.

"I don't dislike." Dao Zitong said this, explaining to Duanmuyi, and then clenched his clenched fists, "It's just that I want to cultivate, I want to go to the library to read books, I want to practice spells, and I have to listen to Elder Taishang's preaching, so I don't have time to raise pets at all." ”

Hearing Dao Zitong say that he didn't like it, Duanmu's eyes lit up, "It was cultivated by the elixir I refined for a whole afternoon, and there are a total of ten elixirs!" So this fox is a pet of a special breed, as long as you have a blood contract with it, if you need it, this fox can appear at any time, listen to your orders, don't need it, don't care, with the spirituality of this fox, it can completely support itself. After speaking, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, "You just take it." ”

Dao Zitong was slightly stunned, and after being shocked by the ten elixirs in Duanmu's mouth, he was confused by his gaze, and couldn't help but nod obediently, "Okay, I'll take this fox as my pet." ”

"Then I'll help you forge a blood pact." Duanmu was overjoyed, and immediately stood up, never thought about using too much force, but suddenly blackened in front of him, his feet were like drunk, he trembled, and he couldn't stop falling to the ground.

After Duanmu Yi stood unsteadily and fell without an image, Dao Zitong realized that he was different from the past.

Duanmuyi's two eyes were bloodshot, like red spider webs, and he looked very tired.

And his hands trembled a little uncontrollably.

The more Dao Zitong came into contact with alchemy, the more he knew about the difficulty of refining high-grade pills, not to mention the immortal-level pills that Duanmu said in his mouth.

According to what Duanmu said just now, he refined a full ten elixirs, and it must be because of the non-stop knotting of the handprints on both hands, and it will not look like they are shaking like this because of excessive use.

A trace of unknown love flashed in Daozitong's heart, which made him dare not face Duanmuyi.

"Senior, follow me!" Dao Zitong took Duanmu Yi's hand and took him to the stone cave, this was the first time he took the initiative, Duanmu Yi immediately froze, looked at the hands of the two connected a little stupidly, and couldn't help but rub Dao Zitong's palm slowly with his thumb, and the corners of his lips stupidly pulled out an uncontrollable arc, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Coming to the jade bed, Dao Zitong said, "Come, senior, lie down." ”

Duanmu was stunned for a moment, and lay on the bed according to his words.

"The senior took off his robe."

"Huh?" Duanmu's eyes emitted a scorching brilliance for a moment, and he was busy untying his wide clothes, showing anticipation in his eyes.

"Well, just take off your shirt. Then ask the seniors to lie down, and the juniors will help you Ammo and relax your muscles. ”

"Give me a massage?" Duanmu lay down without regret, and yawned absentmindedly, "I didn't feel it just now, I felt so tired when I lay on the bed." ”

"Senior, doesn't it hurt here?" Daozi Tong curled his index finger, and his warm fingers slid up and down along the arc of his shoulder blades with a little force.

"Ahh Duanmu immediately let out a moan of pain or pleasure. Moaning.

"The predecessors are refining the elixir too hard, so they will lead to this." Dao Zitong's subordinates kept pinching Duanmu Yi's back, Duanmu Yi closed his eyes and enjoyed it, which was extremely comfortable.

"Yes, it's all to blame on the red fox, the spirit fox's bloodline is pitiful, so it took me a lot of effort to wash its other bloodlines clean and make it a purebred spirit fox."

Listening to Duanmu complaining, talking about how hard he worked to make the red fox look like this, just to give it to Daozitong as a pet.

Daozitong's heart seemed to have a little more strange feelings that he didn't want to think about, which made him feel a little astringent and slightly sour, as if something he had been insisting on was subtle, like a drop of water through a stone, which seemed inconspicuous, but bit by bit, with the accumulation of time, it dripped a mark in Daozitong's heart that could not be ignored.

This made Dao Zitong panic a little.

Dao Zitong's hands are very dexterous, sometimes direct acupressure, sometimes while pressing and kneading in circles, and the direction of his acupoints is also extremely accurate, but after a while, Duanmu Yi felt the comfort after being relieved from the initial soreness, and the whole body was in a relaxed state.

"It's very comfortable, Xiaoluding, where did you learn?" Duanmu was amazed and asked casually.

"In the past, when Master was in pain, I often massaged him like this." Dao Zitong lowered his eyes and said.

"What!" Duanmu turned his head, grabbed Dao Zitong's hand excitedly and asked, "Is it the Yang Xiu who was in Longtan Stream last time?" You mean he's shirtless, and then you're touching it like this! ”

"Yes."

Duanmu was extremely angry, and his heart was filled with sourness one after another, and he shook Dao Zitong's hand away, "I said how can I be so skilled, it turns out that it's not the first time, hmph, you continue to press me!" It's not worse than the one who pressed that Yang Xiu! ”

"Yes, Senpai." Daozitong obediently responded.

Obviously, he just pressed it so comfortably, but now he feels uncomfortable, Duanmu raised his nose and pointed his eyes to accuse, "It's heavy!" "The force is too light!" "Is it because it's me, I don't care, it's not good to press!"

And Dao Zitong was reproached like this, but he was not displeased, but responded seriously to every word of Duanmu Yi, "Yes." ”

But the more he was like this, the more Duanmu felt uncomfortable, and in the end, because he was too tired, he actually fell asleep sulking, and from time to time in his sleep, he let out a "hum!" ”

"Senpai?" Seeing that he was asleep, Dao Zitong's eyes slowly flashed a subtle light that made people wonder if he was wrong, and he sighed softly, "Don't be so nice to me anymore." ”

The next day at noon.

Duanmu Yi had never slept so sweetly, and when he woke up, it was already dawn, and his whole body was as if he was possessed by fairy energy, indescribably refreshing, and he was almost moaning when he was comfortable. Moan until you feel a moderate amount of pressure coming from your back.

"Why are you still pressing?" Duanmu was taken aback and quickly turned his head to look.

But seeing that although Dao Zitong was tired and pale, he was extremely focused, without the slightest intention of slacking off, and massaged Duanmu Yi's back seriously.

"You've been massaging until now!" Duanmu's eyes were almost bursting out, where could he lie down, turned over and sat up, and grabbed Dao Zitong's hand.

"Ahh Dao Zitong snorted, a little pain on his face.

"Your fingers!" Duanmu felt that the grip in his hand was like an ice cube, cold without the slightest warmth, and what was even more shocking was the bruise marks on Dao Zitong's fingertips, as a monk, this kind of scar should have disappeared a long time ago when the aura was full of rotation.

And Dao Zitong's not only did not disappear, but the bruised Cheng dù was different, which shows that Dao Zitong's massage for him has not stopped at all until now.

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