Luo Jiuqiu didn't know the mood of Sima Xun and the others at all, she only knew that her current mood was very delicate.

Witnessing everything Yunfu did, she only felt that everything in front of her should be in a dream, maybe she had never lived, otherwise why would the cold-hearted Nine Killing Sword Venerable suddenly want to take her as an apprentice?

Perhaps because he had just recovered the puppet incarnation and recovered his memory, Yunfu's cold aura was even worse, and his body was cold and smoking, and he was even less like a mortal.

At this moment, Yunfu was sitting on the edge of the cold pool, holding a jade cup and drinking tea slowly.

Luo Jiuqiu looked at him silently for a while, the corners of his mouth were like a painted smile slowly dissipated, and the carelessness in his eyes was replaced by deep darkness.

Luo Jiuqiu held the dagger turned into black mist and compared it to the back of Yunfu's head, thinking about how to insert it more perfectly, but he didn't want to be lazy and raised his eyes to meet a pair of cold eyes in the cold pool.

Yunfu quietly looked at Luo Jiuqiu and the dagger in her hand.

Luo Jiuqiu smiled slightly, took back the dagger, shaved his fingernails, turned his slender and good-looking fingers, and asked Yunfu: "Shizun wants to cut your hair, I think your short hair looks better." I promise to shave your hair, not your head. ”

Yunfu didn't respond for a long time, Luo Jiuqiu turned around to leave, but he heard the other party finally speak, and said, "Don't cut your hair, why don't you help the teacher wash his hair." ”

Luo Jiuqiu's figure froze, bared his teeth, and felt that Yunfu was really sick, so he didn't bother to take care of it, and continued to turn around, but was grabbed by an arm.

Yunfu's well-defined fingers pulled the person to a stumble.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't notice it and fell into a cold embrace.

The cold air wrapped in a faint smoke enveloped Luo Jiuqiu's body.

Luo Jiuqiu's heart, which had been aching faintly since he saw the clouds floating, was thrilled by the cold, the pain was intense, and his heart almost stopped.

Yunfu looked at Luo Jiuqiu from top to bottom, and then tightly pulled the other party's wrist and slowly lay down with the person.

The three thousand strands of Jian Zun's hair fell, the cold pool smoked and floated with ice ballast, and the cold water overflowed the ink hair.

The cold and arrogant Sword Venerable still had an expressionless face, but it was a bit like he had fallen into the mortal world, and he was within reach.

Yunfu was not afraid of frostbite on his head, his head rested on the cold pool, he lay on his back on the water, and said slowly: "Wash it." ”

Luo Jiuqiu blinked his eyes, put away his slightly stunned expression, took a deep breath, wanted to scold, found that he was banned, wanted to kill, and found that he couldn't lift his arm.

Luo Jiuqiu killed with his eyes, and mocked silently: "Are you sick?" Don't let me move, wash my fart? ”

Yunfu looked at Luo Jiuqiu and said seriously: "Don't scold." ”

Luo Jiuqiu: "......"

Half-ringing, Yunfu finally let go of Luo Jiuqiu's hand.

Luo Jiuqiu supported the ground with one palm, got up, and glared at the shameless Nine Killing Sword Venerable condescendingly, then kept smiling, slowly picked up a handful of water, and splashed it on people's faces.

Luo Jiuqiu laughed, finding that he could speak again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it, do you still shampoo your hair?" ”

What can be solved by a small cleansing technique requires someone to serve you, and there is no doubt that you will be seriously ill.

A drop of crystal clear water crossed the corner of Yunfu's ice-carved jade-like eye, and Yunfu's finger was raised.

Luo Jiuqiu, who had just been proud, instantly knelt on one knee, his upper body bent slightly, and his whole person continued to move closer to a shameless person uncontrollably, his face almost next to the ice cube face under him.

Yunfu said: "Wipe, continue." ”

Luo Jiuqiu gritted his teeth: "Yunfu, you didn't wake up, did you?" Aren't you afraid that I'll break your neck? ”

Yunfu asked lightly: "Wipe, or, do you want to use your mouth?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu felt a chill.

Bared his teeth and grinned for a while, seeing that the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose, as long as Yun Fu turned sideways, Luo Jiuqiu would fall face down.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu snorted, blinked, wiped Jian Zun's ice cube face with his sleeves rudely like wiping the ground, and then smiled slightly, patted the other party's face lightly with the back of his hand, rubbed his head after patting, kissed it with his mouth, and said with nostalgia: "I really like your face, it's cold and perfect, I like this." ”

It's like a perfect doll toy.

It's okay to wash your hair, wipe your face, or something for a doll toy.

"Even if I wipe your face and wash your hair every day, I am willing. As long as you're happy to be my toy. ”

After that, Luo Jiuqiu didn't care about Yunfu's expression, got up slightly, and really washed his hair slowly for this person, and his movements were quite gentle.

Luo Jiuqiu watered and shampooed his hair while asking casually: "Jian Zun, do you remember that I secretly cut your hair and planned to make a bracelet?" It is said in the world that they are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. I'm convinced, but it's a pity that you don't want to be my husband. When I cut your hair, you were going to die or live, and you almost cut me to slag. Why did you let me touch your hair now? ”

Yunfu's face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and his tone was waveless: "I don't remember, my memory is intermittent, I only know a rough idea of who you are." ”

"Oh. So what do you know? Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yun Fu said: "Probably I really killed you and threw your corpse." ”

"Hehe, that's a good point." Luo Jiuqiu lowered his head and snorted, his hand movements were still the same, gently watering, and gently brushing the cold hair of this person.

Luo Jiuqiu suddenly leaned close to Yunfu's ear and asked softly, "You really don't remember who I am?" You don't really think I'm your blood, do you? ”

Yun Fu grabbed Luo Jiuqiu's right hand, and on that slender and white fingertip, a sharp blade made of black mist shone slightly.

Yun Fu crushed the sharp blade, and then pulled away the transparent silk thread wrapped around Luo Jiuqiu's index finger, and said lightly: "If I eat your flesh and blood, then you will naturally become my blood and bones." ”

Luo Jiuqiu laughed, gritted his teeth word by word, and said, "Isn't the Nine Killing Sword Venerable cultivating demonic skills and adding bloodthirsty problems?" But don't you say, blood, dirty? ”

Yun Fu rolled over and pressed against Luo Jiuqiu's body, leaned over and bit the white and slender neck, and sucked a mouthful of blood.

Yun Fu pressed the blood vessels that seemed to be beating under his lips, and said slowly: "I probably like your blood." ”

As he spoke, Yun Fubing's cold lips moved, and he opened his mouth to bite a trace of Luo Jiuqiu's flesh, as if he still wanted to taste the taste of Luo Jiuqiu's meat.

In this way, it is not far from the so-called bone blood in Yunfu's mouth.

"Bang."

Luo Jiuqiu kicked Yunfu, who suddenly went crazy.

Yunfu was defenseless, and fell straight to the ground, just falling at the feet of Chu Zhiyi, who was unwilling to run back to the Sanqing Palace to fight against the evil forces.

Yun Fu lay on the ground expressionlessly, and looked at Chu Zhiyi, who was shocked, from the bottom up.

Chu Zhiyi looked at the old ancestor lying on the ground in a daze, his face was almost shocked, and he covered his face with his hands and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

He felt like he was dead.