Bath Oolong

Yin Zhuo frowned, revealing a rare panic. He absolutely could not lose Chu Caiwu again this time. The last time Chu Caiwu went alone, something almost went wrong.

Chu Caiwu glanced at Yin Zhuo. A few beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and his fair skin looked even more delicate.

Sweating? Generally, people with weak bodies will sweat frequently. Chu Caiwu has always intended to replenish Yin Zhuo's immortal power. This time, she went to the immortal world to check the blood slaves while practicing immortal magic.

When she becomes a fennel monster, she will come to teach Yin Zhuo how to practice magic.

Chu Caiwu took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said sympathetically, "Master Yin Zhuo doesn't have to go. Chi Ce and I will go."

Chi Ce raised his eyebrows, proudly pinched Chu Caiwu's wrist, and pulled him behind him: "Yin Zhuo, sir, then we will go alone."

Yin Zhuo suppressed his expression, but his heart was already in turmoil: "You are not allowed to go alone with him."

Yin Zhuo could have used "cutting off the immortal blood" to force Chu Caiwu. If the immortal blood was cut off, Chu Caiwu would not be able to survive, so there was no need for him to talk so much nonsense.

However, that illusion was a reappearance of his childhood. His background was despised by many people, and he was even toyed with by his body. Chu Caiwu did not despise him, and even saved him when he was so weak.

He is not Lord Yin Zhuo and does not have a glamorous official position in the demon clan, so why wouldn't he be abandoned... just like his mother abandoned him when he was a child.

Chu Caiwu tilted her head. She couldn’t understand why it was not allowed.

Chi Ce lazily glanced at Chu Caiwu's reaction. This little fennel was very naive, and she couldn't even tell that Yin Zhuo liked her. But this was exactly what he wanted: "Yin Zhuo is a master. If he doesn't allow you to go, he is ordering you."

Chi Ce thought Chu Caiwu would be angry, but unexpectedly, Chu Caiwu smiled and said, "Yes, Lord Yin Zhuo!"

Chu Caiwu walked around Chi Ce, her clothes fluttering. "Master Yin Zhuo won't let me go alone with him, so he has to go with me?" Chu Caiwu raised her hand to wipe the sweat off Yin Zhuo's face. "I want to go to the fairyland, not just run around and have fun."

Chu Caiwu said seriously: "I want to practice immortal arts and teach you how to cultivate immortality. When I become the Great Fennel Demon, I will save many blood slaves like me."

Chi Ce was stunned. He didn't dare to tease Chu Caiwu this time. Although she said it very naively, he still couldn't tease her. Instead, he felt a little respect.

Yin Zhuo said nothing, but his face was burning, especially where Chu Caiwu had touched him. He hesitated and said, "I'm just a demon cultivator."

Yin Zhuo has both immortal and demon bloodlines, but Chu Caiwu doesn't know that his father is the god of war of the immortal clan, and his mother is a maid in the Demon Palace.

His identity is in the demon clan, and he is not assimilated by the other demons. After all, the God of War has slaughtered many demons.

However, in the fairy world, those fairies were friendly with him for the sake of appearance, but kept a distance from him in private and secretly excluded him.

"Just a demon cultivator?" Chu Caiwu hated it most when others underestimated themselves. Yin Zhuo was a demon cultivator, but he was still better than the scum of the immortal race. He encouraged him, "What's wrong with being a demon cultivator? Are demon cultivators not worthy of practicing immortal arts?"

Yin Zhuo opened and closed his lips, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "No..."

Chi Ce deliberately mentioned: "Xianjie Suiqingxuan, your territory, let's go there."

Suiqingxuan...the place Yin Zhuo least wants to return to.

Chu Caiwu exclaimed, "Demon cultivators have their own territory in the Immortal Realm?! Then if I become the Great Fennel Demon, can I also have a territory in the Immortal Realm?"

Yin Zhuo understood that if he wanted to investigate the blood slaves, it would definitely involve the high-level immortals. Suiqingxuan was the best place to investigate, but it was a sad place, and if it was related to the high-level immortals, he might not be able to protect Chu Caiwu.

Yin Zhuo tried to change the situation: "It might be better to keep a low profile."

Chi Ce said directly: "If you go to the Immortal Clan as a commoner, you won't even hear about the blood slaves, let alone investigate them."

Yin Zhuo also laid his cards on the table: "What about Chu Caiwu? If word gets out, the Immortal Clan leader will definitely capture her. Not only will she be in danger, but our actions will also be exposed."

Chi Ce raised his hand and waved it, and golden light swept across Chu Caiwu's body. Chu Caiwu changed into a coarse linen shirt and wore men's clothes. Chi Ce said: "Use a disguise technique and let her be your personal servant."

This move was indeed reasonable. Yin Zhuo no longer hesitated. He looked at Chu Caiwu. He was not sure whether Chu Caiwu would agree.

Chu Caiwu felt Yin Zhuo's gaze and nodded, "Very good, very good!"

Yin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Chi Ce lost his patience and turned to leave the room to take a shower, leaving behind a sentence: "Just came out of the forest of corpses, take a shower before going to Suiqingxuan."

Chu Caiwu patted Yin Zhuo and said, "Master Yin Zhuo, I will go to boil some water." She turned around and was about to leave in a hurry.

Yin Zhuo called out to Chu Caiwu: "Wait a minute."

Chu Caiwu suddenly turned around: "?"

Yin Zhuo rubbed his fingers in confusion and said, "Are you afraid of death?" Chu Caiwu thought of Yin Zhuo in almost everything. He didn't understand why. Was he afraid of being sent to the leader of the immortal clan and wanted to seek protection?

Chu Caiwu pondered the question seriously and answered without hesitation: "Of course I'm afraid of death. Have you ever seen anyone who isn't afraid of death?"

Yin Zhuo nodded. It was just as he expected. It turned out that he was afraid of being sent to the leader of the immortal clan, so he tried to please him in everything.

Yin Zhuo was like this when he was little. In order to be accepted by the immortals, he flattered and fawned over them. Later, when he was taken to the demon clan, the more he flattered, the more he was ostracized.

Chu Caiwu changed the subject: "But if you are willing to die, then you shouldn't be afraid."

Chu Caiwu wants to protect Yin Zhuo, the food coupon, and wants to save thousands of blood slaves like herself. As long as she is willing to do what she wants to do, everything is worth it.

Yin Zhuo stood there in a daze. Was Chu Caiwu using him?

Chu Caiwu had already brought the water.

Yin Zhuo stopped Chu Caiwu and said, "No need to boil water, just cast a warm water spell."

The pale purple halo blends into the water, hazy and alluring.

Yin Zhuo was about to undress.

Chu Caiwu stared at Yin Zhuo with anticipation and excitement.

Yin Zhuo stopped untying his belt and turned his face away: "Men and women should not touch each other."

Chu Caiwu nodded seriously: "I know." Chu Caiwu stared at Yin Zhuo's neck without blinking. There was a blood scab that had just healed and her teeth marks on it.

Yin Zhuo squeezed out a few words: "You know why..." In an instant, Chu Caiwu hugged Yin Zhuo's shoulders and stared at the blood scab in a daze.

The two bodies fit together so perfectly, as if they were born to be together.

Chu Caiwu stared at the blood scab and swallowed. Yin Zhuo's body trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple moved.

The blood scab made the skin look even whiter than snow and so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken by a blow. Chu Caiwu couldn't help but have the urge to destroy it.

The immortal blood has been tempting Chu Caiwu's taste buds. Chu Caiwu slowly immersed herself in it and became a little out of her mind. She must drink the immortal blood.

Chu Caiwu was about to take a bite, but halfway through, he retracted his mouth. It would be a waste to eat it directly.

Chu Caiwu blew gently at the blood scab a few times.

Yin Zhuo's eyes were slightly red, her heartbeat accelerated, and her skin trembled even more. What was Chu Caiwu doing? Should she drink it or not?

Blowing on him to tease him...that's nothing.

Yin Zhuo couldn't bear it any longer, so he gathered his spiritual power and tried to separate Chu Caiwu with a palm wind.

With a cry of "Ah!", Chu Caiwu was thrown out of the room, accompanied by the sound of the wooden door breaking.

"This is molestation!" Chi Ce yelled repeatedly, grabbed his robe and covered his body.

Yin Zhuo looked at his hands. He didn't use much strength, so how could Chu Caiwu be bounced so far away?

Yin Zhuo himself had never realized that the conflict between the forces of immortals and demons had become so serious... It was indeed inevitable for him to go to the immortal world.

Chu Caiwu lay in a "big letter" shape beside Chi Ce's bathtub.

Chu Caiwu could almost see Chi Ce's naked upper body, his uneven muscles, and the harmonious and beautiful shadows and light.

Just as Chi Ce was about to scold or yell, Chu Caiwu took the initiative, covered his eyes, and said quickly: "Men and women should not touch each other, I won't look!"

Chi Ce was interrupted and felt ashamed, angry and helpless.

Yin Zhuo heard clearly what Chu Caiwu said, and wondered why she had just stared at him while he undressed and even blew air on his neck, which felt both cold and itchy.

A thought flashed through Yin Zhuo's mind: Could it be that Chu Caiwu likes him?

Soon, Yin Zhuo vetoed this idea. He looked so glamorous now, what kind of Lord Yin Zhuo was he.

When he goes to Suiqingxuan and returns to the fairyland, he will still have to endure a lot of cold stares.

At that time, would Chu Caiwu really still like him? Yin Zhuo didn't have the confidence.

Yin Zhuo passed the screen and walked out of the room, and saw Chi Ce's room. The wooden boards were broken and scattered at his feet.

Yin Zhuo raised his eyes and said, "Chi Ce is shirtless. Chu Caiwu is pushing Chi Ce, and her fingers are already touching his solid muscles."

Yin Zhuo's guess was extinguished again. How could Chu Caiwu like him?

Yin Zhuo was thinking but he did not stop. He took two steps at a time, pulled Chu Caiwu over and pulled him out of the door.

Chu Caiwu stole a glance at Yin Zhuo. Her heartbeat was deafening and her body ached unbearably, but she didn't care about that.

She knew she had done something wrong, and she wondered if Yin Zhuo would scold her...

Yin Zhuo glanced at Chu Caiwu from top to bottom, hurriedly and carefully, fearing that something might be broken.

Chu Caiwu blinked: "You...you don't blame me anymore?"

Yin Zhuo wanted to answer, but couldn't figure out what this sentence meant. Was he blaming her for not liking him, or blaming her for blowing air on his neck?

Obviously it was the latter. Yin Zhuo said sternly, "Didn't you say you knew that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"

Chu Caiwu nodded, feeling so ashamed that she almost cried. She wanted to find a place to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.

Yin Zhuo said again: "You will..."

Chu Caiwu interrupted immediately: "I won't blow air into your neck anymore."

Yin Zhuo shook his head: "That's not it."

A hint of smugness crossed Chu Caiwu's face. Was this tacit approval? Could she vent her anger on Yin Zhuo's neck?!

Yin Zhuo said seriously: "Men and women should not touch each other, and you are not allowed to touch other men's skin.

Chu Caiwu nodded: "I'll listen to you."

Yin Zhuo: "You can't peek at other men taking off their clothes or bathing either."

Chu Caiwu: "Okay! Don't look at other men."

Yin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. Although Chu Caiwu made mistakes, his attitude was quite good.

Chu Caiwu: "Can I touch your skin and watch you change clothes?"

Yin Zhuo said it himself, he doesn't look at other men.