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Under the blue sky and white clouds, a towering ancient tree sits on the lush grass and looks particularly abrupt, with a brown trunk that hundreds of people can't hold. Dots of golden starlight slowly emanated from the texture of the trunk's epidermis, seemingly chaotic, but drifting upwards in unison. The huge canopy of the tree was covered with strange branches, as if absorbing the scattered starlight, and occasionally a drop of sap fell from the lower end of the branch and fell into the red pool below, stirring up a wave.

Linglong looked at the man in the pool, his hair hanging down and scattered on the grass, his broad shoulders broad and strong.

He didn't know why he had brought this person here.

The relics of this god that will cause chaos and bloodshed in the world are hidden in the space of the Linglong Mirror Palace, and he will never tell the little master this secret, but he still obeyed the voice in his heart and brought this person here.

Immortal wood, red spring water.

This mortal exuded an aura of nostalgia and familiarity that he had never seen. Where he used to live, how could he see mortals?

But he was still willing to bring this stranger to the Immortal Wood, and was willing to let the red spring water cure the incurable poison in his body.

Immortal, immortal.

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......

Half an hour later, Luo Li fell asleep on the bed, and the silver mist emanating from his body was constantly absorbed by the Linglong Mirror Palace.

Suddenly, a heavy object pressed up, her face was a little itchy, she reached out to grab it, but she touched a hot thing, Luo Li reluctantly opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes were pressed against her eyes.

I'm knocking!

Luo Li was so frightened that he held up the man's head with both hands, and looked at it, it was Qi Muxiao!

She felt white flowers under her eyelids again, and when she looked down, the blood in her whole body was spurting, and her blood was attacking her heart, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood!

He—How is he naked?!

Luo Li hurriedly pushed him off his body, only to see the unconscious Qi Muxiao make a gorgeous reversal, driving something under his crotch to fall perfectly to her side.

Where did she dare to sleep, hurriedly rolled out of bed, blushing, and looked sideways, steady breath, delicate collarbones, strong chest, inexplicable bulge......

Stop, stop, stop!

It takes time for consciousness to be transmitted, and by the time her body receives the instructions of her consciousness, it is too late.

Luo Li covered her eyes and shook her head in distress, she really wanted to poke herself in the eyes at this moment!

", get out of here!!!!!" Lorry growled.

"What's wrong with the master?"

"Where's he, where is his clothes?" said Lorry, gesturing to the one on the bed.

"Hey, Linglong took him to heal, and he got in the way with his clothes, so he took him off. ”

"So how is he doing now?"

"Yes. ”

"Then why don't you put his clothes back on?!"

"His clothes are covered in blood, and if he wears them, he will get dirty......"

Linglong didn't want to see him covered in filth, and secondly, he was a machine spirit, where did he understand the difference between men and women.

Luo Li gritted her teeth and stood up, if it weren't for Linglong curing Qi Muxiao, she would definitely blow up this guy's qi now! She quickly took off her coat, threw it back, and ordered: "You cover him for me!"

"Okay. After a moment, Linglong said entangledly: "Master, the clothes are too small to cover." ”

"You just take care of his waist, can you still take him out of the Linglong mirror?"

"Yes. With that, Linglong used a spell to lift Qi Muxiao in the air, and Luo Li turned out of the mirror door and walked out first.

For a moment, Qi Muxiao was lying on his bed, with Luo Li's women's long skirt wrapped around his waist.

Luo Li stared at his skirt and said in his heart: This skirt is estimated to be no longer worn.

She put away the delicate mirror and was about to go to the wardrobe to find a dress for Qi Muxiao when there was a quick knock on the door.

Luo Li walked over, opened the door ajar, and the people who came were Pei Huan and a secret guard.

"Miss Luo, how many times have you knocked on the door......

"What's wrong?"

The dark guard spoke, "How is the young sect master?"

"He's fine—"

Before the words fell, the two hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Don't go in! he can't see anyone yet!"

By the time Luo Li finished shouting, everything was a foregone conclusion.

The two who entered the inner room saw their master and the young sect master lying naked on the bed, no, to be precise, a woman's skirt wrapped around their waists lying on the bed.

I'm stunned.

Pei Huan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qi Muxiao's ruddy complexion.

Dark Weizi was surprised to see that the puncture wound on the young sect master's body had completely healed.

Of course, what surprised the two the most was Miss Luo's healing method, which was so special.

After the two of them came back to their senses from this shocking (fragrant) and shocking (glamorous) scene, they turned around and wanted to ask Luo Li how to treat his master, where was there still a figure in the main hall?

......

......

On the roof of a building next to the garden of Muwangfu, a woman carried four jars of wine and sat on it to drink. Her cheeks were crimson at the moment, her figure was unsteady, and she was physically and mentally exhausted.

She looked at the two empty jars at her feet, lying there crookedly, and suddenly remembered the delicate collarbones, the strong chest and the ......

I'm knocking! Are you finished? Can you stop thinking about it! I'm tired of watching!

She thought, distraughtly kicking down the two empty jars, and the sound of "popping-" broke the silence of the autumn night.

This ghost place really left quickly, Qi Muxiao is not a bad person, but he is just fighting with her Luo Li, from realizing that there is basically no good thing now, and now she has let her look at everything, how can she look up in front of him in the future?

She held her forehead, poured down half a jar of wine in a hurry, drank it until she was in a daze, and decisively lay on the roof to empty herself, carrying a wine jar in one hand.

"The stars in the sky are so beautiful...... she muttered to herself, "Huh, why are you out again? Don't show me! I don't want to see it!" she let go of the jar in her hand and covered her eyes.

I didn't hear the sound of the wine jar falling to the ground for a long time, and the man on the roof also fell asleep in a daze.

Qi Muxiao stood on the roof with this jar and a half of wine, looking at her drunk in a middle coat, and shook her head helplessly. He put down the wine jar, stepped forward and hugged her horizontally, looked down at the delicate little man in his arms, and suddenly thought of what Pei Huan said just now, and the dark red spread on his face.

He had read ancient books about other worlds and races, and knew that cultivators were not as good as one in their methods.

Races like spirits and demons have their own abilities, such as the self-healing method he had seen before.

If this girl is really a spirit demon alien, and he is now healed from his injuries, could it be that she used some unique yin and yang combination method to remove the toxins from his body?

If that's the case, can he still just treat her as the owner of the soul chaser?

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Background of the story in this chapter: This wood is an immortal wood, and this spring is a red spring.

There are records in ancient texts: there are Yuanqiu Mountain, there are immortal trees, and eating them is longevity, and there are also red springs, which are not old. ——"The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Great Wilderness South Classic"