Chapter 66: The Frail Beauty Whose Life Was Extended by the Immortal Cultivator (21)

As the clan leader walked, his mind kept recalling the conversation he had just had with his son.

His son has always been devoted to the pursuit of swordsmanship and has almost no interest in other things in the world. He is almost approaching the level of the Immortal Master Qiu Hen.

However, now, he actually showed such concern for someone, which really surprised the sect leader.

The clan leader thought to himself that perhaps someone could touch his son's heartstrings and make him worry more, which was not entirely a bad thing.

After all, like the Immortal Master Qiu Hen, although he possesses extraordinary strength, he is extremely ruthless and lives a life without any ripples.

As a father, he didn't want his son, his only son, to be like this.

Thinking of his other son who was as gentle as jade, a trace of pain flashed across the sect leader's eyes.

Then he thought of his son's stubbornness and his uncomplaining attitude - he was afraid that without even knowing it, he had already fallen deeply in love with that mortal woman.

Hey, what is going on? Parents don’t have to worry for a hundred years, but if they worry, they will worry for a hundred years.

Forget it, let’s bring that mortal woman up here first and see how to properly handle this matter.

Moreover, he just felt that Xiao Yuheng's realm had indeed made a breakthrough. If he could break through another realm in such a short period of time, his future would be limitless.

——The strong always have more say.

No matter what the reason is, as long as that woman can really help Xiao Yuheng on his path of cultivation, what's the harm even if she is just an ordinary mortal?

Xiao Yuheng has already died, so it should be understandable that Xiao Yuheng wants to take care of his brother's wife, right?

——The leader of Wansheng Sect thought guiltily.

......

Faced with such a situation, Xiao Yuheng had no choice but to devote himself to the arduous practice without distraction and turn a deaf ear to the disturbances in the outside world.

However, in sharp contrast, Bai Qiulan's inner emotional fluctuations became more and more intense.

As time went on, the Mo Jin hidden in his body gradually found more and more opportunities and began to frequently try to seize control of his body.

And every time Mo Yujin woke up from his body, he found that the direction Bai Qiulan was looking at was—

It was always that courtyard in the mortal world, which made him more and more interested in Qingwu.

After finally taking over the body, he should go to his territory in the Demon Realm and make some plans. He still hadn't taken revenge on the Wansheng Sect for the previous demon cultivators.

only......

Mo Yujin's eyes flashed slightly, and then he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The delicate beauty lay on the bed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her red lips slightly parted, and she mumbled incoherently from time to time. It was obvious that she was extremely uncomfortable with sleeping alone, and her sleep was therefore not restful.

In her sleep, she seemed to still be whispering and calling out "husband"...

Mo Yujin suddenly appeared beside the bed.

His dark red eyes, which were already full of charm and almost demonic, flashed with light again.

Then, he suddenly flipped over and jumped onto the bed in an extremely evil and unruly manner.

Are human beds actually so soft? Mo Yujin raised an eyebrow and thought about it.

Over the years, Bai Qiulan's cold jade bed had made his whole body hurt, feeling cold and hard.

No wonder he felt sore all over every time he came out. His jade-like skin was ruined by Bai Qiulan.

But here...it smells so good...

The fragrance is subtle, like orchid but not orchid, like musk but not musk, lingering at the tip of the nose, making people intoxicated.

Half obsessed, he couldn't help but move closer to the source of the fragrance, and finally buried his head gently in Qingwu's slender white neck, sniffing greedily.

Qingwu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a strange breath invading her. She couldn't help but frown slightly, and her eyes, which were originally closed, began to slowly open.

The scene she saw made Qingwu unable to react for a moment.

Mo Yujin's narrow and deep eyes slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, outlining an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Then, his slender fingers flexibly pinched the magic formula, and a brilliant phantom light suddenly flashed by -

Qingwu only felt that her vision suddenly became slightly blurred, as if a layer of gauze covered everything.

However, through this hazy light, she could still vaguely see the tall and straight outline of a man, and she subconsciously called out "Husband..."

Then, just like countless times before, she naturally stretched out her slender hand, gently placed it on the man's strong and thin waist, and leaned against Mo Yujin tightly like a little bird.

The corners of Mo Yujin's mouth, which originally had an elusive smile on them, suddenly froze.

The moment Qingwu's fingertips touched his body, a strange tingling sensation quickly spread throughout his body like an electric current.

At this moment, the tempting red lips were so close to him, like a bud about to bloom, fresh and delicate, exuding an alluring fragrance, making people want to pick it and taste it.

Mo Yujin once felt that no matter how beautiful the flowers in the world were, they could not compare to half of his beauty, and he was always immersed in self-admiration.

But at this moment - facing the charming flower bud so close to him, he was completely attracted and couldn't help but move closer to her little by little.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a powerful and brutal force appeared without warning, forcibly separating them completely.

Mo Yujin's expression suddenly changed, and a dark black light flashed in the depths of his dark red eyes.

At the same time, a powerful resistance surged out from inside his chest, causing him to feel a dull and sharp pain in his chest.

He clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: Bai, Qiu, Lan!

Seeing the once ruthless man now so anxious, Mo Yujin, who was originally emotional, slowly calmed down.

I saw him slightly raising his eyebrows with interest, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile. Why are you so nervous?

You've been hiding secretly for so many years, and finally I found you.

The bright and clear Dao Immortal Venerable is secretly doing things.

Since you like her, why not bring her back to Qiuhen Palace of Wansheng Sect and keep her under your nose?

You can do whatever you want in the temple every day...

——His words obviously touched Bai Qiulan.

Powerful spells tightly surrounded his body. This force, carrying endless might, competed with the magic power, fighting for control of his body.