Xuanmu stepped back continuously, grabbed the Yulan Qin with both hands, and kept staring coldly at Lan Jiao's pink feet.
It seemed that those pair of jade feet were so pink and white, as gentle as jade. However, in Xuan Mu's cold eyes, they were not a pair of jade feet. They were a pair of sharp weapons capable of killing people.
Lan Jiao stood up and floated in mid-air. She looked down at Xuanmu, said only one sentence, and then left. That sentence was: "If you want to die, please do whatever you want today."
If you don’t want to die, then it depends on your performance.”
Looking at Lan Jiao's hunched figure walking away, Xuan Mu stared blankly. He had never felt such humiliation. He swore in his heart that if one day, he would drain the essence from Lan Jiao's body and increase his own
Cultivation. Then torture them until life is worse than death.
Time passed slowly, and on the ninth peak of the Qidu Sect, the sound of the piano disappeared for half an hour. The disciples of the Qidu Sect who had been staying near here to listen to the sound of the piano all looked surprised, and then they scanned it with their spiritual consciousness and saw
The scene in this small courtyard arrived.
All the Qi Du Sect disciples who saw this scene were secretly glad that they did not join Lan Jiao's disciples. At the same time, they were worried about poor Xuan Mu.
"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go and serve your master?" A spiritual thought came from an old tree towards Xuanmu. It was the voice of a male cultivator, and there was a clear tone in his voice.
What emerged was a hint of anxiety.
"You'd better not go." At the same time that spiritual thought was transmitted into Xuanmu's ears, another divine thought was also transmitted towards Xuanmu. From the sound, it could be known that the other party was an older man, but
But it was a voice of emotion.
Some Qidu Sect monks who were worried about Xuanmu's safety advised Xuanmu to serve Lan Jiao, while those who understood Xuanmu's grievances advised Xuanmu not to go.
After receiving the spiritual thoughts from these people, Xuanmu felt bitter in his heart and almost cried. He gratefully replied to the spiritual thoughts one by one and said: "I, Xuanmu, thank you all for your kindness. I still
Just try to survive."
After replying to all the monks, he walked slowly towards the central hall of the Ninth Peak. When he arrived at the main hall, he did not see Lan Jiao's figure. Xuanmu knew that Lan Jiao must be in the small room behind the screen.
Inside, when he walked into the room, he heard Lan Jiao's voice coming from the room. Lan Jiao's scream seemed to provoke every nerve of Xuan Mu, and his roots couldn't help but
He stood up straight.
However, the anger in his heart grew even faster. He opened the jade bead curtain and saw an extremely violent scene. Lan Jiao was fighting fiercely with two disciples. When he saw Xuan Mu entering,
Lan Jiao just snorted disdainfully and continued to fight wildly with the two disciples in the pool.
More than an hour passed, and after the two disciples Lan Jiao fought were exhausted, she walked out of the water with her trembling body, walked towards Xuanmu, and asked with a sneer: "Don't you have a lot of backbone? You
Aren’t you very capable? Why are you here anyway?”
"Because the disciple has chosen to live a poor life." Xuanmu replied calmly, his eyes always staring at Lan Jiao's eyes. However, he suddenly found that Lan Jiao's eyes had also been staring at him.
"If you want to survive, you can, but the premise is that you have to serve me well today. Use your mouth to serve me first, you know?"
"Disciple knows." Xuanmu nodded, naturally understanding what Lan Jiao meant.
"Then you mean you want me to take off your clothes?" Seeing that Xuanmu was still indifferent, Lan Jiao couldn't help but asked in a cold voice.
"Disciple understands." Xuanmu still said these words. He didn't want to answer, so he came up with these words. He slowly took off his clothes, hugged Lan Jiao, and ran towards the water.
In a pool of water, Xuanmu served Lan Jiao comfortably. When Xuanmu shuddered, an extremely majestic Yuan Yang surged out of his body, and Lan Jiao sucked it all into his body. Xuanmu
He felt that his head suddenly went blank for a moment. Then he became more awake.
He has seen the jade slips of water poisoning. If he does not practice water poisoning, if he continues like this, he will age rapidly in less than a year. Not only will he age rapidly, but he will also die from exhaustion of yang.
.
However, after practicing Water Poison Medicine, he will be Lan Jiao's slave for the rest of his life. He can no longer escape Lan Jiao's clutches. This is why he revealed his murderous intent after looking at the Water Poison Medicine Jade Slip.
reason.
This Lan Jiao is really too vicious. Xuanmu is not the only disciple who is enslaved by him. All the disciples in the entire Ninth Peak are her Lan Jiao's cauldron. No matter how these disciples practice, once they have sex with Lan Jiao,
All his cultivation will be sucked dry by Lan Jiao.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that Xuanmu was still in a daze, Lan Jiao asked with a smile.
"Nothing, I was thinking that you are getting younger and more beautiful these days." Xuanmu forced a smile and said.
"Really? Then you always look reluctant? If you think I'm beautiful, let's fight another round?"
When Xuanmu heard this, his whole face changed instantly, and he quickly said: "Forget it then." After saying that, Xuanmu walked out of the pool, put on his clothes, and walked toward his little head.
Walk inside the courtyard.
Along the way, he always looked lonely. The mountains were pink, the trees were pink, and even the people were pink.
With his eyes filled with pink, he returned to his small courtyard. The disciples from other branches of the Qi Po Sect had already flown away. He was alone. He walked into his room and gently opened the door.
Close it. Then find a piece of meat and slowly sit down cross-legged.
Slightly absent-minded, he took out a bottle of Good Fortune Pills from his storage ring, poured the Good Fortune Pills into his hands, and swallowed more than ten Good Fortune Pills in one gulp. Then, he began to refine these more than ten pills.
medicine.
A full five hours passed, and it was already around midnight. Xuan Mu slowly opened his eyes from the dark night. It usually only takes two hours to refine these ten fortune pills, but now, it takes a full amount of time.
I went to him for five hours.
What scares him the most is the poisonous blood in his body. Today, a lot of poisonous water was contaminated in the pool and entered the blood. With the decline of his cultivation level, it has been difficult to treat the poisonous water in the blood.
He suppressed it with his own spiritual power.
After refining more than ten good fortune pills, Xuanmu took out a bottle of good fortune pills again without any hesitation and poured all the good fortune pills into his mouth. Then he started refining again. For him, time has passed.
There is no need to delay. If you delay any longer, don't try to force the poisonous blood out of your body this time.