Just as the three of them left, a black shadow flashed into the room, standing quietly beside Mo Zhen's bed, without saying a word, and stayed for a long time, until they heard a strange noise outside the door, and then let out a faint sigh and disappeared without a trace.

When Mo Zhen's father was in charge of Moyun Pavilion, there were hundreds of disciples, and people went to tea and cool, and with his disappearance, there were only nine disciples left in the door, who never left here, and always looked forward to one day revitalizing the mountain gate.

Fortunately, under the leadership of Tianquan, the door style of Tianshu Palace has always been good, even in the face of external targeting, no one has prejudice against them.

A cheer rang out, and Long Xiyu returned to the room with a set of plain clothes.

casually put the clothes on the central table, and staggered to Mo Zhen.

He gently pinched Mo Zhen's cheek and let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

It seemed that Mo Zhen's face felt good, and he looked out the door to make sure that there was no one, and the little hand that had just been withdrawn stretched out again, rubbing it for a while.

Don't look at this girl who is well-behaved and sensible in front of her, she seems to be very quiet, but in fact, she has a lot of scenes in private.

"Little junior brother, I'm your seventh senior sister, am I beautiful?"

"Hey, hey, you're going to be stripped naked in a while, aren't you shy?"

"If you're shy, you're going to scream, but it's useless for you to scream and cut your throat, giggle. ”

A series of laughter made her perception extremely weak, and she didn't even notice Wen Qianzhu entering the door.

"Seventh Senior Sister ......"

Looking at the drama spirit in front of her, Wen Qianzhu was a little embarrassed.

"Ah!! Fifth Senior Sister!"

"You...... What are you doing?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing, how did you get back!"

Wen Qianzhu didn't talk right away, but first put the huge bath bucket in her hand in the corner of the wall, and swept the junior sister opposite with playful eyes.

"You look at me like this, like how did I come back?"

Long Xiyu was embarrassed when he heard this, his face turned red, and his eyes were a little evasive.

Seeing her junior sister like this, Wen Qianzhu did not continue on this issue, but looked at Mo Zhen.

The face of the little junior brother ...... Is it fun?"

Although Wen Qianzhu is usually weak and doesn't like to play, after all, she is also an upright and gorgeous girl, and she is always curious.

"It feels very good! Senior sister, try it, it's soft!"

Seeing that the topic was removed from himself, Long Xiyu, who was caught red-handed, was completely unrestrained, like the host of a banquet.

Just when Wen Qianzhu stepped forward and stretched out her right hand was about to touch Mo Zhen's face, she frowned, pulled back, and stepped aside, her face slightly reddened.

Long Xiyu also suddenly felt something, and looked at the second senior sister who came lightly outside the door.

"You're all back?"

Tan Qulin looked at her two junior sisters, asked casually, and placed the tray full of porcelain vases in her hand on the table in the center of the room.

touched the plain clothes that Long Xiyu put aside just now, and seemed to be very satisfied with the fabric, and nodded slightly.

"Qianzhu, Xiyu, you help the little junior brother take off his clothes, and I will debug the bath. ”

"Yes! ”

After a lot of work, Mo Zhen, who was left with only a crotch cloth, was put into the bath tub.

The so-called medicinal bath is to mix a variety of spiritual herbs with medicinal liquid, mixed in water, generally for quenching the body, nourishing the body, often the first soaking is the elders according to the situation debugging, the strength of the individual body is different, theoretically the thicker the better, but if it exceeds the body's capacity, it will lead to madness.

Although Tan Qulin was the second-oldest, she was actually only eighteen, how could she understand this? Even if her nineteen-year-old senior brother Yun Tingyue was present, she would not realize that something was wrong.

Mo Li is a master who loves his apprentices very much, and he is also very approachable, and loves to make innocuous jokes with his apprentices.

For example, when the three girls took a medicinal bath for the first time, they asked about the color of the medicinal bath, Mo Li didn't want them to have a comparison mentality, so he smiled and told them that the color was light because he was poor now, and he pretended to make a vow that when he had money in the future, he would soak them in thick water.

After he left, the sword court took over the work of taking care of it, and often came here to guide, but this person is famous for being stuffy, and even necessary things must be streamlined to the extreme, where to talk about this kind of thing.

As they grew up, this incident was slowly diluted, and the memory of the first medicinal bath became a beautiful childhood, hidden in the bottom of their hearts.

It's just that every time they soak in the medicinal bath, not only them, but the other six people will also subconsciously adjust the medicinal liquid to be extremely rich, as if silently telling that they are doing well.

And Mo Zhen's liquid medicine is even more outrageous, it is no longer a matter of thickness, it must be described as thick.

The medicinal soup that should have been green is now as black as it is sticky, like a paste.

Under the wiping of the three women, the jet-black liquid slowly flowed down from Mo Zhen's neck, which looked so disgusting, but they were completely unaware, and even a little relieved.

"Second Senior Sister, do you think Master would be very happy if he saw that we were doing so well now?"

Long Xiyu's slightly happy words, but her two senior sisters were a little sentimental at the same time.

The corners of Tan Qulin's eyes were slightly red, and she gently wiped the liquid medicine for Mo Zhen.

"Back then, Master raised so many of us by himself, and now I feel very sad when I think about it, and now that our Moyun Pavilion has declined, even if a few of us are doing well, what is there to be happy about?"

Her words made the room fall silent, and Long Xiyu, who spoke first, was stunned like a child who had done something wrong, his face full of guilt.

This scene was seen by Wen Qianzhu, who has always been calm.

"Xi Yu, Second Senior Sister, she didn't mean to blame you, why do you look like this. ”

This sentence can be described as well-intentioned, one is to comfort the junior sister and save her heart, the second is to remind the senior sister not to inadvertently hurt the junior sister, and the last is to ease the atmosphere.

The embarrassing situation was easily resolved by her words, Tan Qulin came back to her senses, her sad expression was replaced by a smile, her jade neck was crooked, and she gently pushed Long Xiyu

of the head.

Wen Qianzhu watched all this with a smile, silently wiping Mo Zhen's body, and did not join in the laughter.

The three girls didn't notice that at this time, in the bathtub, the color of the liquid medicine was slowly recovering towards green.

In fact, Mo Zhen's original manifestation atavism was not completed, and the rough thunder and lightning interrupted his last step, but fortunately, the violent energy unique to the thunder and lightning was left in his body, causing the atavism process to only pause, not end.

When they were in King Qian's mansion, everyone just thought about healing him and waking him up, and they had already put this matter behind them.

And although Tianquan has the ability to evolve the heavenly machine, he can't know the details, he can only know the general way.

For example, handing over Mo Zhen to these nine disciples was the perfect answer he calculated.