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Chapter 140(1/2)

Chen Gurong hid in the room with the pile of lewd "tools" and studied it. The more he studied it, the more shocked he became. Finally, he understood why his fourth senior brother had been indulging in this over the years.

He stayed in the room for half a day. At night, Mu Ze finally came to call him.

Because Chen Wanglan and Shen Xiwu arrived.

When Chen Gurong heard this, he immediately threw the storage ring, changed into his clothes, and went to see his nephew and sister in a dignified manner - it seemed that the person who was leaning lazily on the pillow to study the Burmese bell was just an illusion.

Mu Zhe knew that Chen Gurong had been thinking about Chen Wanglan and Shen Xiwu, so he simply asked someone to pick them up together.

After Chen Gurong went downstairs, he happened to see Chen Wanglan holding Chen Xiwu's hand, saying something in a slight voice.

Seeing Chen Gurong come down, Chen Wanglan's eyes lit up, and immediately rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

"father!"

Even the second father was saved and called him dad.

Chen Gurong hugged him, weighed it, and smiled and said, "You can call my uncle in the future."

Chen Wanglan tilted her head and looked at him: "Uncle?"

Chen Gurong nodded, raised his hand and made a move towards Chen Xiwu, and said, "Xiwu is here."

Chen Xiwu ran over and hugged his brother's arm intimately.

Chen Gurong touched her head and said, "Xiwu, this is your... little nephew, he should call you aunt."

Chen Xiwu: "..."

The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl looked confused and never thought that she would have a little nephew at her age.

She looked at Chen Wanglan in a daze, feeling incredible.

Chen Wanglan's appearance is very similar to Shen Gurong, especially her peach blossom eyes. When they bent slightly, they look very much like Chen Gurong's expression. Chen Xiwu had an inexplicable favor for Chen Wanglan, but after a little crazy for a while, he accepted this fact.

"I am an aunt." Chen Xiwu happily brought his most cherished snake to Chen Wanglan.

Chen Wanglan let out a "wow" sound, her eyes lit up, and she happily played with her aunt.

It's also like alike.

Chen Gurong touched Tuanzi for a while, and thought of something and said to Mu Zhe: "Do they have a place to live?"

Mu Zhe said: "I have found someone to come and take care of them, so you don't have to worry about these."

Chen Gurong nodded. Mu Zhe has always been very steadily doing things, much better than his eldest disciple.

Chen Xiwu was just picked up by Mu Ze. She also had to go back to Lirenfeng to learn the formation with Su Xiyan, and she would not stay for long.

Chen Gurong looked at Chen Wanglan, who was full of ghostly aura, and thoughtful.

Wanglan, who is carrying ghost aura, will probably have to practice ghost realm like Shen Xiwu when he grows up, but not many people who have made great contributions to cultivating ghost realm in the entire Three Realms. Su Xiyan can teach Chen Xiwu, but there is no way out for Wanglan, who is reincarnated as a ghost.

After settling down the two of them, Chen Gurong and Mu kept thinking about this question when they returned to the pavilion.

Finally, while taking off his clothes and taking a bath, Chen Gurong suddenly said, "When Wanglan becomes an adult by my side, let him follow my sixth senior brother to practice ghost path."

Mu Ei was secretly looking at Chen Gurong's neck full of red marks, his face was red. He was stunned for a moment before nodding: "It's good."

Although Lin Shuhe practiced the ghost realm because of the opportunity, he is also the one who has the most research on the ghost realm among the three realms.

After solving Wanglan's problem, Chen Gurong felt refreshed and lay comfortably beside the hot spring and narrowed his eyes for a while.

Mu Zhe stared at his body and hesitated for a long time before he came over bravely, and raised his hand to lean against Chen Gu Rong's waist.

Chen Gurong was extremely vigilant. Before Mu Ze touched him, he held his wrist with his backhand and looked back at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Gurong's eyes had improved a little, but he still couldn't see people clearly without Bingxiao. He instinctively half-closed his eyes, and his feather eyelashes were soaked in water mist, making them look darker.

Mu Zhe moved his eyes down and whispered: "Master, my wound...if it is not cured properly, there will be sequelae of spiritual stagnation."

Chen Gurong panicked and was about to speak, Mu Zui went forward and bullied himself. He grabbed his wrist and said a little aggrievedly: "This is what the Fourth Master said."

"Jing Zhu Chen?" Chen Gurong frowned, "He really knows medical skills? Then he said how to eliminate the sequelae? Have you prescribed medicine?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

It was indeed prescribed, but it was not the medicine.

Mu Ei lowered his head, his voice buzzing like a mosquito: "He said...buzz,buzz."

Chen Gurong frowned: "Why are you still having this problem when you grow up so old? Talk carefully and speak clearly."

Mu Ze had to speak in a straight voice and said word by word: "The fourth master said that dual cultivation can be solved."

Chen Gurong: "..."

Chen Gurong's first reaction was relieved and said to himself: "I'm right, Jing Zhuchen only knows dual cultivation. How can he know other medical skills?"

But before he could relax his breath, he realized what the sentence meant.

“Dual cultivation?!”

Chen Gurong said in surprise: "Just like the one among Taoist couples? Are you sure?"

Mu Ei nodded.

Chen Gurong fell into deep thought.

There was only the sound of water droplets falling into the spring water in the entire hot spring pool. After a while, Chen Gurong said seriously: "Okay, I know."

Mu Xian was happy.

Chen Gurong touched his face and pretended to be calm and said, "I'll practice dual cultivation tonight, you go and prepare."

Mu Eli succeeded in his plan, and he hurriedly wiped his body happily, wrapped his robe and returned to the bedroom, ready to go.

Chen Gurong thoughtfully left the time for his apprentice to prepare. A quarter of an hour later, he returned to the bedroom in his bright red robe and followed the extremely excited spirit butterfly.

The bed curtains were all put down, the windows were closed, and the illuminated night pearls were covered, and only two lit candles were placed on the small table near the bed.

The candle shadow is reflected on the bright white bed curtain, and the shadow of Muzhe on the bed is slightly revealed.

Chen Gu Rong has practiced Taoism for so many years, and there are few desires that he cannot control himself. This is the first time he just saw a shadow, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.

Chen Gurong held down his restless self and pretended to be calm and lifted the curtain of the bed.

Mu Ei was sitting on the couch with his ink hair dispersed, and candlelight poured in from the gap in the bed curtain, illuminating half of his face full of birthmarks. He was holding a book in his hand, looking at the front without changing his expression.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, Chen Gurong became more and more satisfied with the more he looked at it.

Mu Zhe's posture was leisurely and elegant, and his fingers were like jade, gently lifting a page of yellowed book. His expression seemed to be reading a book of elegant style, but when Chen Gu Rong's gaze fell on the cover "Sumona, Stand-in, Cicada Song", the ethereal figure of immortal immediately disappeared without a trace.

Chen Gurong's lips twitched, unable to believe that his gentle apprentice could see the unbearable erotic picture with such a serious expression.

When Mu Zhe saw him coming, he turned his head and smiled, and said softly: "Master, I'm ready."

Chen Gurong coughed dryly, kicked off his shoes, and tried to make his movements fall naturally as usual.

He raised his hand and stroked Mu Zhe's face, feeling that the first step should be to kiss first.

Thinking of this, he covered his lips and kissed him, his posture was extremely gentle, as if he was comforting, and there was no sign of plunder at all.

Mu Zhe's pupils shrank, threw Shu aside, raised his hand to hold Chen Gurong's neck, dragged him toward him, and gave him a deep kiss.

Chen Gurong didn't know if it was the torture of the years he entered the Tao, and his body was more sensitive than ordinary people. He trembled with a slight touch.

He wanted to take the initiative, but he was so dizzy that he was fascinated by Mu Zhe. When he realized again, he had been placed on the couch by Mu Zhe.

Chen Gu Rong slowly came back to his senses with a slow beat, coughed heavily, wiped off the water marks at the end of his eyes, and tried to regain his majesty as a master. He stood up with his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "You should lie down."

Mu Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his master seemed to have misunderstood something, but he did not explain much and lay down obediently.

Chen Gurong showed a hint of joy and reached out to Jie Muzhe's robe happily.

Just as he untied a knot on his waist, the ice silk on his eyes was directly pulled open by Mu Ze.

As soon as Bingxiao disappeared, Chen Gurong fell into a white mist, and could only vaguely see the outline of Mu Zhui beneath him.

He was a little uneasy, grabbed Mu Zhe's clothes and said with a cold face: "Give Bingxiao back to me."

Mu Ei grabbed his fumbled hand and said with a faint smile: "I'm ready, Master doesn't need to do anything more."

Chen Gurong vaguely knew something was wrong, but he still asked according to his instinct: "What did you prepare just now?"

Mu Zhe said truthfully: "I found a posture that would not hurt in the picture, and..."

A faint sound suddenly sounded in Chen Gurong's ears, as if it was a bell, which sounded a little familiar.

Chen Gurong was a little panicked: "What's that sound?"

Mu Zui said: "Master has been studying for half a day, don't you remember?"

Chen Gurong tried hard to recall what he had studied, and finally remembered it and looked at Mu Zhe under him in shock.

Mu Zhe raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Chen Gurong was silent for a long time before whispering: "This is the first time you shouldn't play such a... thing."

Mu Zhe smiled and said, "But Master clearly likes it very much."

Chen Gurong's face turned red, he was just a little curious.
To be continued...
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