Chapter 68 "Fu Tingyun, you missed me so soon?" ...

Fu Tingyun was not idle while lying down. He was circulating his spiritual power all day long, repairing his body and meridians while also repairing his injured soul.

When he suddenly saw the puppet's shameless behavior yesterday, he was so angry that he almost lost his mind. After a whole day, he calmed down.

Mu Qing didn't say it explicitly, but hinted that he understood. The puppet was a dead object, and its words and actions were just clumsy imitations.

If he, a living person, wanted to meddle with dead things, then what about Su Xiaoyuan's clothes, shoes, and the bed she slept on? Should they all be burned?

The puppet body was nothing more than the clothes and suit he had worn.

When You Zheng opened the ice mirror, the magnanimous and sensible Immortal Master Ling Yue had already taken good care of himself.

Su Xiaoyuan's class today ended at the beginning of the You period. Elder Qin would usually stay in class for a while, and she took her time packing up her things. She walked to the ferry, started the wing boat, flew to the market, and then walked to Mu Qing's shop to exchange a few words. It would take at least three quarters of an hour to get there.

It would take two quarters of an hour for the image to be transmitted back, and the earliest he could see the person would be at a quarter past ten. He wanted to see her as soon as possible, but he couldn't bear to wait too long, so he opened the ice mirror.

The puppet was still sitting motionless on the edge of the bed, almost like an object.

The bronze eyes faced his profile.

When Fu Tingyun was in the puppet body, he thought this face was quite pleasing to the eye, but now it looked so mean and disgusting that he felt sick the moment he looked at it for even a second.

He looked away in disgust until he heard the voices of the girl and Mu Qing talking in the mirror, then he looked back into the mirror.

He had told Mu Qing to stay nearby when they met, but when Su Xiaoyuan asked to be alone, he obediently avoided her.

Ling Yue, the Immortal Venerable, was not one to take his anger out on others, and he couldn't help but feel that this young man was dull and inflexible. If it were that fox surnamed Bai, he wouldn't be so incapable of such a small matter. He deserved to lose the fight.

A delicate white little hand reached into the gap in the door curtain and appeared in the sight of the bronze eyes.

Fu Tingyun immediately forgot about everyone else, concentrated and held his breath, watching the girl's graceful figure break into the ice mirror.

It was as if a sun rose in the dim hall, and it became bright in an instant.

The girl lowered her head slightly and asked about the puppet's injuries in a gentle voice.

Fu Tingyun was calm, which was natural, as she had always been soft-hearted and cherished things.

The puppet actually climbed up the pole and took the opportunity to take off his clothes.

Fu Tingyun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

It was something this shameless puppet would do, and he expected it to be.

The huge ice mirror showed every detail clearly. Fu Tingyun could see Su Xiaoyuan's flushed cheeks and the way her eyes flickered as she secretly glanced at the puppet's chest. He could even clearly hear her breathing becoming heavier and faster.

No one is perfect. She is at the age of full vigor and likes beautiful women. If she wants to blame someone, she should blame the puppet for being shameless.

He was a little confused about what happened next.

Su Xiaoyuan said she wanted to do some "research". What kind of research is it?

Wait… that dead thing looked so stupid and foolish, how could it be “cute”? She even said she couldn’t bear to fix it.

Fu Tingyun's breathing was a little rapid, and blood rushed to his head. He quickly practiced qigong to regulate his breathing.

Never mind, she has always liked stupid things, and she often praises that stupid cat for being cute. It can be seen that now this puppet is only worthy of being compared with cats and dogs in her eyes.

It may not be a bad thing.

Then Su Xiaoyuan untied the puppet's headband and blindfolded him.

What is this for? Fu Tingyun had a bad feeling.

The girl in the mirror began to untie her belt.

Before he could figure it out, the girl revealed her plump left breast and moved closer to the puppet's chest.

The man and the puppet were almost skin-to-skin, with only a thin piece of paper between them.

The girl lowered her head, as if searching for something.

Fu Tingyun suddenly realized that she must have heard something from someone else, and she also discovered the mole on her chest, which made her suspicious of being poisoned, and she was trying to find a way to verify it.

That's why I glanced at the puppet's chest just now, also to look for the mole.

Fu Tingyun suddenly felt that all the meridians in his body were stretched out.

Fortunately, the poisonous insect followed his soul, and when his soul returned to his body, the poisonous insect also entered his body.

He secretly remembered that he would have to use a trick to hide the mole after returning.

While hoping that Su Xiaoyuan would quickly cover herself with her clothes, he stared at the beautiful scenery in the mirror without blinking.

Although the puppet was blindfolded, she was still very shy. From her cheeks to her heart, it seemed as if she was dyed by the sunset glow. The originally bright white turned into a lustrous pearl pink, and the originally cherry pink turned into a wet water red, as red and moist as her lower lip that she had just bitten unconsciously.

Fu Tingyun's breathing became tight, his Adam's apple rolled heavily, and he swallowed unconsciously, trying to relieve the thirst deep in his body.

Then he saw the puppet man raise his hand and pick up his bright moon.

Almost at the same time, a sword energy shot out from his palm, piercing through the head of the puppet in the ice mirror. A hole was made in the foot-thick ice mirror, and spider-web-like cracks quickly spread around.

He even forgot that the scene before him was happening thousands of miles away. Even if he chopped the shadow in it into pieces, it would be useless.

The broken ice mirror did not affect the continued development of the situation.

The beauty that even he didn't dare to touch easily, the despicable and shameless puppet actually kneaded and sucked it unscrupulously.

He could only be a little unrestrained in her dreams, but he was also careful to restrain his strength and did not dare to act recklessly.

But this dead thing was unscrupulous and showed no mercy, with a bit of unconscious malice, as if it wanted to hurt her on purpose.

Fu Tingyun felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his head, and his spiritual power created a strong wind in his meridians.

Anger was a huge wave, and he was like a tattered ship sailing in the storm, almost torn to pieces.

The desire in his dantian also sensed his loss of control and took the opportunity to start causing trouble.

Fu Tingyun had no time to regulate his breathing and could only allow the meridians that had just recovered a little to be shattered. He first concentrated his mind and looked inward, then dived into the spiritual palace.

The situation was more serious than he had expected.

More than half of the twelve golden seals had been devoured, and the remaining few were dim and shaky, but still struggling to hold on.

Many dirty things crawled out of the mud. Some of them still had distorted human shapes, while others could no longer be seen in their specific shapes. They looked like tangled snakes, monster tentacles, or the black roots of rotten giant trees hidden deep underground, twisting and wriggling.

Once they discovered his soul, those dirty things became more excited and quickly crawled towards his ankles, wanting to devour him and drag him into the abyss.

A filthy tentacle was about to climb up his ankle. Fu Tingyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and a golden sword light flew out from his forehead. It instantly turned into countless sword beams, interweaving into a dense net, cutting those dirty things into countless pieces.

The fragments turned into countless black snakes, which crawled back into the mud while emitting disgusting and sticky groans.

The sword net shrank and turned into a giant sword radiating golden light, hanging above the ravine of desire.

With the sword energy suppressing him, his desire was finally quenched.

Fu Tingyun came out of the spiritual palace. The severe pain made his eyes go black, and a fishy and sweet taste rushed up his throat. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood with the back of his hand, and performed a purification spell to clean his hands, face and clothes. Then he adjusted his breathing and circulated his spiritual power to calm the strong wind.

Without taking the time to repair his meridians, he sent a message to Mu Qing first.

The young immortal was on call at all times and picked up the call immediately.

Before he could utter a single word, the Immortal Venerable's voice, as cold as a blade, reached his ears: "Burn it."

Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood that this "it" referred to the puppet body.

Fairy Su had just left with red cheeks when she left. He knew at that moment that things might be bad.

I really don’t know why a puppet body can cause so much trouble. Even he wants to burn it.

But he knew in his heart that this was a trap.

The Immortal Master is currently furious. If he really listens to him and burns the puppet, Fairy Su will be sad, and there is no guarantee that the Immortal Master will not vent his anger on him.

Mu Qing's mind was working rapidly, and he used all his life's IQ and EQ, and decided to persuade the Immortal Master.

"Please calm down, Immortal Venerable," he said carefully, "That puppet body is Fairy Su's beloved artifact. If it is destroyed, Fairy Su will probably be sad for a long time."

Fu Tingyun had actually calmed down a little.

After all, he had suffered a great loss when burning her things.

She treasured a stone picked up from the river, let alone a puppet that could speak and move.

He remembered again how Xiahou Che cried breathlessly when she persuaded him to burn the puppet.

This puppet cannot be moved.

"It's okay if you don't burn it. Things like what happened today must be stopped," Fu Tingyun said, "Fairy Su will come to visit tomorrow, and you must be present."

Mu Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly.

Fu Tingyun disconnected the voice transmission, and the voice of the second senior brother was heard outside the hall: "Junior brother, let me take your pulse."

Fu Tingyun then remembered that yesterday his second senior brother had proposed to take his pulse and prescribe medicine for him every day.

If it were in the past, he would have refused outright because he thought it was too troublesome, but now he was anxious to repair his soul and move it back to the puppet body as soon as possible, so he did not refuse.

Just as I was thinking about it, the second brother walked in.

Fu Tingyun couldn't drive the man out again, so he could only let a ray of spiritual energy penetrate his wrist and flow through his meridians.

The second brother withdrew his spiritual energy and said in shock, "Junior brother, why are your injuries more serious than yesterday?"

Fu Tingyun: "I just accidentally activated my true energy."

The second brother frowned and shook his head: "I'm lucky this time. I suppressed it in time. If it happens again, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."

Fu Tingyun felt that he was worrying too much and exaggerating: "Brother, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

The second brother looked at him for a while with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak, and finally said: "Little brother, you entered the ruthless way before, and now..."

He swallowed the words "springing of love" and said vaguely: "Ahem, if you deviate from this path, you will probably suffer backlash. Now your soul and body are both severely damaged, so it's better not to rush. It's better to take advantage of this time to heal your injuries and go find Miss Su later..."

Fu Tingyun said bluntly: "If I can't see her, my pain will only get worse."

The second senior brother was shocked by his bluntness. Is this still the junior brother he knew?

Fu Tingyun doesn't care what others think, he is not afraid to admit it in front of anyone.

The second senior brother was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, I'll go back and refine a furnace of elixirs for you, and ask my disciple to bring it to you tomorrow morning."

After a pause, he said, "By the way, the new disciple initiation ceremony was held a few days ago. It's a pity that my junior brother was not in the sect and missed it. There are several outstanding talents this year."

Fu Tingyun had no interest at all. Even if he was in the sect, he would not go there, and he did not want to accept disciples.

The second senior brother was eager to share: "Senior brother, I have also accepted a new disciple. He is extremely talented and hardworking. He practices both medicine and swordsmanship, and has mastered both skills. He is only in his twenties. Although he is not as gifted as you, he is also a promising talent."

Fu Tingyun patiently replied, "Congratulations, Senior Brother."

The second senior brother said, "It's just that my swordsmanship is average, so it's a pity for her to become my disciple. It's like a pearl being thrown into the dark. Originally, she wanted to become your disciple, but unfortunately you didn't want to accept her as a disciple."

Fu Tingyun knew that his senior brother wanted to persuade him to accept a disciple. This happened every year when recruiting new disciples. He just listened and didn't take it to heart.

The second senior brother sighed: "If there is a chance, I wonder if the junior brother can teach her a few moves for my sake?"

Although Fu Tingyun was indifferent, he was not so cold as to refuse even such a small favor: "Sure."

After getting his promise, the second brother left happily.

After he left, Fu Tingyun locked the door and placed restrictions on the entire Dragon Ridge Peak to prevent anyone from disturbing it, then cast a spell to condense an ice mirror.

The originally broken ice mirror has been restored to its original state.

He struggled for a moment, but finally opened the ice mirror.

The scene of Su Xiaoyuan's meeting with the puppet today appeared before his eyes again.

His soul seemed to be split into two halves, one half was furious, while the other half was staring at the ice mirror obsessively, unable to move its eyes away.

For a moment, he almost felt that the puppet in the picture was himself.

I am a wild, unrestrained, beastly self.

Isn't what it does what he wants to do?

His hands moved unconsciously, as if it was he himself who was kneading and leaving finger marks on the pale skin.

It was he who buried his head in the warmth, sucking until his cheeks were sunken and making sucking sounds.

It was he who made her waist go limp and she could hardly stand.

He thought again of that hazy dream, in which he was split in two, the cat was him and the puppet was also him. He remembered her sudden tremor, as if struck by lightning, her whole body convulsing, the trembling flowing from deep within her body like an electric current, instantly spreading throughout their bodies.

He woke up immediately, not knowing what it was, and then he smelled a rich fragrance, like overripe, juicy fruit.

Swallowing quickly, the electric shock feeling in the dream came back.

Fu Tingyun almost suffocated. He stopped watching the video, put away the ice mirror, and dared not watch any further.

It took him a long time to finally adjust his breathing back to a normal frequency, and then he sent a message to Su Xiaoyuan through Mu Qing.

The sound was a little weak after the transfer, but the girl's voice was still clear and cheerful, like a rushing stream: "Fu Tingyun, you missed me so soon?"