At this moment, Yan Xiaoru's whole person seemed to be controlled by a huge spiritual energy, and he completely lost his consciousness.

"Go find Mo Qingjun, serve tea, take medicine, you don't remember that I came."

Yun Luoqing handed her a white porcelain vase, and the words like demagogy echoed in Yan Xiaoru's mind over and over again.

She was just an ordinary person, she couldn't parry it at all, and the effect of mind control only penetrated into her heart in an instant.

"Go to Mo Qingjun, serve tea, give medicine, I don't remember him coming."

Yan Xiaoru unconsciously repeated it over and over again, turned around slowly, and walked down the mountain.

Walking and walking, under Yun Luoqing's powerful spiritual control, Yan Xiaoru's possessiveness for Mo Qingjun was stimulated, and the words she spoke changed accordingly.

"I went to the master to make tea and give him medicine, no one looked for me, the medicine was picked up on the road."

"It's because I don't want the master to be with Jing Yuetao, the master is mine, and only by taking the drug can the master belong to me."

"Drug, drug, drug......"

"The master is mine, the master is mine, the master is mine......"

"Drug, drug, drug......"

……

Yan Xiaoru muttered to herself as if she had fallen into madness, the confusion in her eyes was gradually replaced by gloom, and her expression slowly returned to normal.

When she came to Mo Qingjun's courtyard, she took out the pill in the porcelain bottle, hid it in her sleeve, stood in front of the door, and shouted:

"Master, it's me, Xiaoru, can I come in?"

Inside the room, Mo Qingjun was cultivating, and when he suddenly heard Yan Xiaoru's voice, he frowned, and got out of bed while answering.

"Come in."

After the incident in Zuichunlou, in order to avoid Yan Xiaoru misunderstanding anything again, he hadn't been alone with her for a long time.

Yan Xiaoru was also very knowledgeable, so she didn't take the initiative to come up again.

I don't know what it is today.

When he walked to the center of the room, Yan Xiaoru had already pushed the door in.

Mo Qingjun put away his thoughts, guessed her intentions, and wondered: "Every three days of preaching, there is still one day, what are you doing today?" ”

Yan Xiaoru knelt down with a puff and said with emotion:

"Master, I've been reflecting for a long time in the past few days, and I already know that I'm wrong."

"It was my fault last time I was in Zuichun Building, it was all my fault, so I caused Senior Sister Jing to misunderstand, Senior Sister Jing should punish me, I have no complaints!"

"In the future, I won't do that kind of thing again, I just ask the master to forgive!"

Hearing Yan Xiaoru's words, Mo Qingjun was stunned, he didn't expect it to be because of this incident, let alone Yan Xiaoru's attitude was so good.

The displeasure of the past disappeared in an instant, and his face softened, "It's good that you know your mistakes, I like her, and she is the only one who can't tolerate others." ”

Yan Xiaoru nodded and replied, "I know." ”

Mo Qingjun said again: "You are gifted, your future is limitless, you must not indulge in love." ”

Yan Xiaoru continued to nod, looking humbly taught.

Mo Qingjun was very satisfied with this, "Okay, if there is nothing else to do, you can go back." ”

Yan Xiaoru stood up from the ground and said with a smile: "Since the master is willing to forgive the apprentice, you might as well let the apprentice serve tea to the master, okay?" ”

"No need, cultivation is important, you are the most talented disciple of my Baoqi Peak, the Demon Palace is eyeing you, and I hope that you can grow up as soon as possible, even if you don't contribute, you can protect yourself."

Mo Qingjun naturally didn't notice anything abnormal, but he simply didn't want to have too much to do with her.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaoru knelt down again, with tears in her eyes, and said earnestly:

"It's just a cup of tea, if the master refuses to accept it, then he won't forgive the apprentice?!"

"No, don't think about it."

Mo Qingjun wanted to persuade again, but seeing Yan Xiaoru's posture and just a cup of tea, it didn't take long, so he accepted, "...... All right. ”

Yan Xiaoru was overjoyed, immediately stood up, took the teapot on the table, and went to the kitchen to boil water to make tea.

Mo Qingjun sat on the chair and waited for the tea to be brewed.

On the roof, Yun Luoqing stood on the eaves, looking at Yan Xiaoru's busy figure below, and chuckled silently.

And Mo Qingjun in the room was not aware of his existence at all.

The eighth-order demon beast had a hidden aura, and he naturally couldn't perceive it for a distraction period.

Originally, Yun Luoqing just came over to watch it himself, just in case.

If there was hot water in Mo Qingjun's house, then Yan Xiaoru might not be able to put the medicine in smoothly, and at that time, he would make a move to lure Mo Qingjun away for a short time.

Now, apparently, there is no need.

A quarter of an hour later, Yan Xiaoru walked in with a cup of tea and a smile on her face, and served it to Mo Qingjun.

Mo Qingjun picked up the teacup, took a sip, and there was nothing abnormal, then put the teacup on the table, "Okay, you can go." ”

Yan Xiaoru stared at him closely, and only then did he relax until he really drank it.

Hearing Mo Qingjun's words, a strange smile appeared on her face, and she couldn't suppress her desire for him any longer, and laughed maniacally:

"Hehehehe, master, you are mine, where am I going?"

Hearing this, Mo Qingjun showed a trace of anger on his face, stood up suddenly, and scolded angrily: "Bastard! What did you just say? ”

"I lied to you just now, master, you are so deceitful! Hahaha...... "Yan Xiaoru smiled ill-intentionedly.

These words directly stepped on Mo Qingjun's forbidden area, and Mu Yuncheng, who said this to him last time, was severely beaten by him, but he didn't expect someone to bump into him.

He was about to wave his hand and throw her out with his spiritual power, but who knows, his spiritual power was imprisoned and could not be used at all.

"Forbidden Elixir! How dare you drug me! Look for death! ”

After learning the truth, Mo Qingjun was furious, and pinched Yan Xiaoru's neck, as easily as carrying a little chicken.

Even if he didn't have spiritual power, his strength was not something that an ordinary weak woman could withstand.

So, at this moment, he still has hope.

But Yan Xiaoru was only confused in her eyes for a moment, and a trace of cyan faintly flashed, and then, a strong force suddenly appeared in her body, and she raised her hand and pushed him down directly on the chair.

"You ......" Mo Qingjun was surprised.

Hearing this movement, the little wolf cub who was sleeping soundly next to the bed exploded, exuding a faint red light all over his body, trotted over, blocked in front of him, stretched his neck, and roared fiercely at Yan Xiaoru.

After Jingyue Tao entered the Thunder Valley, Mo Qingjun did not hand over the little wolf cub to Bai Yan, but kept it by his side.

Seeing the little wolf cub's movements at this moment, Mo Qingjun's heart warmed.

However, in the next second, I saw Yan Xiaoru sneer, and kicked the little wolf cub to the wall with one leg and kick.

"Poof......" The little wolf cub vomited a mouthful of blood, fluttered with its four paws and quickly stood up, trembling and walking towards Yan Xiaoru again.

Seeing this, Mo Qingjun's heart was like a knife, and his eyes were moist.

He only fed him food for a few days, but he didn't expect the little wolf cub to fight for him!

Mo Qingjun naturally couldn't watch the little wolf cub that was less than a month old die, so he said loudly to it:

"Don't come here!"

The little wolf cub glanced at him, obediently stopped, stared at Yan Xiaoru's face with red eyes, and roared again.

This is naturally no threat to Yan Xiaoru.

She looked at Mo Qingjun in front of her and said with a smile: "Master, be good, I won't hurt you!" ”

Mo Qingjun stood up, quickly analyzing the countermeasures in his mind.

Although Yan Xiaoru has infinite strength, he has no combat experience, and he still has a chance.

Thinking of this, he walked backwards towards the position of the little wolf cub.

Even if you want to escape, you have to take the little wolf cub with you, otherwise, Yan Xiaoru is very likely to do something to the little wolf cub in a fit of anger.

Finally came to its side, Mo Qingjun held the little wolf cub in his arms, looked at Yan Xiaoru who was approaching step by step again, and warned:

"Yan Xiaoru, I am your master, if you retreat at this moment, I will still be blinded by you for a while, let you stay, otherwise, I will definitely expel you from the sect!"

"Master, with my qualifications, there are a lot of sects for me to choose!"

"From the first time I saw you, I stayed in this broken sect because of you, and now you are panicked, but you are more charming than usual! Hahahaha......"

As he spoke, Yan Xiaoru pounced on Mo Qingjun, who dodged and ran to the door in big strides.

He wanted to open the door, but the door didn't move, and Yan Xiaoru behind him ran over with a strange smile, "Master, don't run, you're mine, hehehehe......"

She's surprisingly fast.

At this critical juncture, Mo Qingjun could only give up opening the door and wrestle with Yan Xiaoru in the room.

The two sides were entangled for a while.

Not long after, three bells suddenly rang from within the sect.

"Bell—"

"Bell—"

"Bell—"

Three sounds means that the foreign enemy has invaded and needs to be rushed as quickly as possible.

Mo Qingjun really wanted to go and see what was going on, but he drank the four-grade forbidden elixir, and the effect lasted for an hour, and there was no solution.

Even if he went out, he couldn't help.

What's more, there is Yan Xiaoru in the room, and he can't get out at all.

Mo Qingjun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he had no choice but to hope that someone would find out that he was not there and come to check on his situation.

But as time passed, no one cared about him at all, and he seemed to be forgotten in a corner.

Mo Qingjun couldn't help but regret it a little, he knew that he was like Jingyue Tao, raising a maid.

As time passed, gradually, a little despair grew in his heart.

In fact, he wanted to know more about the outside world than his own situation.

The three bells rang like a sharp knife hanging over his heart, making people panic, and he didn't know when he would cut it off.

But he couldn't hear a single sound, as if he was isolated in this room.

In any case, Mo Qingjun couldn't have imagined that Yun Luoqing on the roof had set up a formation outside his room in order to prevent him from escaping.

……

Outside the Xuantian Sect's Great Array.

The battle between the Purple Thunder Sect and the Xuantian Sect was extremely fierce, and both sides were killed, seventy percent were wounded, and one percent died.

In order to prevent the casualties from continuing to spread, the improvisable elders in the square also joined the battle.

Yes, no one thought of Mo Qingjun at all.

Time is like sand, quietly slipping between the fingers, and more than half an hour has passed.

Yin Tianqiu, the head of the Purple Thunder Sect, looked at the miserable situation of the disciples below, distanced himself from Xu Yongyuan with one move, snorted coldly, and said:

"It seems that you really can't destroy your Xuantian Sect today, since that's the case, we can only wait for next time! Remove! ”

As his words fell, the disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect gave up their opponents for the first time and retreated into the distance.

Xu Yongyuan did not order the disciples to chase, but asked Qi Xuanhe to check the casualties of the disciples and seize the time to treat.

When he was done and had nothing to do, he finally remembered Mo Qingjun.