Chapter 47

The flying boat was speeding through the air. The strong winds blew on the protective shield but could not cause any ripples. The windows of each room were not disturbed by the strong winds and were very quiet. However, only the people inside the windows knew what kind of life was hidden behind the windows.

The dark mist in the room dissipated at midnight. An aura lamp was lit on the table, which was warm and bright, not dazzling. But at this moment, Xiao Mo crossed his arms to cover his eyes and refused to move away no matter what.

...Help him, let him live in another world.

Xiao Mo finally digested all of the evil cultivator's thoughts and regained consciousness.

Everything he did in his mysterious, drunken state he remembered vividly when he was sober.

Including how to rub the snow ball in the sea of ​​consciousness, and how to hold Chu Jinglan's finger in his mouth after coming out.

He sat in someone's arms, holding someone's finger in his mouth, and teased Chu Jinglan with a winner's look...

Xiao Mo turned over.

If changing the world is really impossible, it would be fine to let him lose his memory.

But the other party obviously didn't let him go. Chu Jinglan's indifferent voice echoed in the room: "Awake?"

Xiao Mo said nothing.

Chu Jinglan said in shock: "You must have woken up, otherwise you wouldn't be like this, you would——"

"I was wrong." Xiao Mo stood up immediately, relying only on the strength of his waist and abdomen to form a beautiful curve on his waistline, but his back and shoulders were sluggish and he looked powerless. "Don't talk anymore, I'm awake."

Chu Jinglan looked at him indifferently.

"I didn't expect this kind of impact. It's not a backlash from a mental attack. It's more like, more like..."

Chu Jinglan said for him: "Like being drunk."

Xiao Mo said listlessly: "I've never been drunk, but it's roughly the same."

Chu Jinglan had seen many drunkards before, and could match Xiao Mo's appearance with them, and they matched well. However, Xiao Mo's drunken state should also be related to what kind of thoughts he ate, such as the appetite of a demon cultivator. If he swallowed another thought, he might have another expression.

Chu Jinglan expressed his guess, and Xiao Mo nodded in agreement.

He sighed: "It seems that you can't eat too much of this stuff in one go."

Although the training was beneficial to his inner demons, he felt that his energy had increased.

It would have been fine if he was the only one going crazy, but he dragged Chu Jinglan into the water as well. When the two of them collided with each other in the inner palace... Xiao Mo's scalp went numb and his body trembled when he thought of it.

The feeling was too strong, penetrating deep into my bones. There is still some residual flavor in my bones that won't go away. The feeling that my whole consciousness is about to melt is too stimulating. Although it feels comfortable, it's really unbearable.

Chu Jinglan suffered a lot in vain, and this time it was indeed Xiao Mo who was at fault.

However, it is better to practice it when it is safe and reliable than to discover it in a dangerous environment. At least in the future you will know that you really cannot take in too much in one breath.

Chu Jinglan was dragged into the water, but he didn't complain. He just asked, "Is there anything that hurts?"

Xiao Mo: “No.”

Chu Jinglan nodded. He opened the window, cleaned up the ashes left after the demon cultivator was burned, and then straightened out the bedding and pillows that had just been messed up, preparing to lie down and rest. There was only one bed in the room, and if Xiao Mo didn't return to the sea of ​​consciousness, they would have to sleep on the same bed.

Seeing his movements, Xiao Mo couldn't help but remind him: "Did you forget something?"

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "Hmm?"

Xiao Mo shook his wrist to show him: "The rope has not been untied yet."

The inner demon could obviously break free from the ropes at any time, but he held his wrist out to Chu Jinglan, wanting Chu Jinglan to help him untie it.

Chu Jinglan lowered her eyes and looked at the pair of wrists bound by red ropes. The wrists were white and slender, and the red ropes were tied on the white snow. The red quilt made them look sexy and the white quilt made them feel warm.

Chu Jinglan saw Xiao Mo's eyes from his wrist. The dark red in Xiao Mo's eyes disappeared and returned to normal black. He was looking at Chu Jinglan quietly.

Chu Jinglan moved his fingers under his sleeves but did not lift them.

He actually just lay down and fell asleep, leaving only one sentence: "Solve it yourself."

Chu Jinglan lay down and closed his eyes, with his back to Xiao Mo. After a while, he felt the bed beside him collapse. Xiao Mo also lay down with a rustle. He asked from behind him, "Are you angry?"

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "No."

Xiao Mo: "Why don't you untie it for me?"

Chu Jinglan: "You can do it easily."

Xiao Mo: "You tied him up, so you should be the one to untie him."

As he spoke, he poked Chu Jinglan on the back.

Chu Jinglan still had the feeling of the collision of consciousness in his inner palace. When Xiao Mo poked him, he instantly tensed up reflexively. He turned around abruptly, grabbed Xiao Mo's wrist, and said subconsciously: "Don't move—"

These words were exactly the same as what happened just now. Chu Jinglan was stunned and stopped talking before he finished the sentence.

Xiao Mo's cold wrist was pressed against his warm palm, and Chu Jinglan didn't know whether to hold it or let it go.

Xiao Mo deliberately provoked people to turn around. At this moment, the touch of their hands awakened some residual feelings, and he was not very comfortable, but he held it back and did not show it on his face. He looked at Chu Jinglan seriously and nodded: "Well, it seems that you are really not angry."

Two young men were lying side by side on a bed that was neither too big nor too small, neither too close nor too far away, so they could see every expression of each other. Of course, let alone expressions, they could probably even count the number of dense crow feathers.

Chu Jinglan heard his heartbeat inexplicably beat faster and then slowly returned to normal.

This was also the first time for him to lie in bed with someone like this.

It seems that many first times are influenced by inner demons.

The same is true for Xiao Mo.

Chu Jinglan had no choice but to let go of Xiao Mo's wrist, lowered his eyes, and personally untied the rope that was tied around his wrist.

Although the rope is a magical tool, it is impossible to leave red marks on the spirit body. Xiao Mo's wrist was as smooth as before. He smiled as he watched Chu Jinglan put away the rope. He heard him say helplessly: "Okay, you can rest or practice without being hindered."

Xiao Mo was satisfied, his cheeks sunk into the soft pillow, and he nodded as if rubbing his head against it. He said, "I just had so much lust, so I won't practice tonight. Too much greed will make it worse. I will first transform this part of my energy. You go to sleep, and I'll keep watch."

Chu Jinglan: "Okay."

He turned around again. There were two pillows on the bed, but only a quilt. Chu Jinglan did not pull open the quilt, but after he turned around, the quilt fell on him.

Chu Jinglan didn't move.

He had his back to Xiao Mo, but he did not close his eyes. The lights in the house were on. He stared at the light and shadows cast by the lights on the window frames, knowing that he would probably have trouble falling asleep tonight.

It was not because of the brightness of the light, but because of a small dark fog.

His back was quietly bent under the quilt. Xiao Mo was right behind him, very close, and his presence was too strong.

But at this moment he was neither on guard nor at ease, but had another indescribable feeling, solidifying on his back and beating at his heart, like a soft feather brushing past him, slightly itchy.

The feeling left by the spiritual touch is too strong.

Chu Jinglan closed his eyes in shock, thinking that they must be careful in the future, because if they were touched, they would be tortured for a long time and no one could bear it.

Xiao Mo was lying beside him, staring at the ceiling. The spiritual energy in his body was flowing slowly and becoming completely stable.

Xiao Mo was somewhat thankful that the demon cultivator's strongest desire today was food. If he had run into other perverts, such as those who loved to strip, or had unspeakable quirks, wouldn't it have been even more embarrassing for him?

There are also greedy and lustful people who are always present in melodramatic novels. If I were to suffer such a sudden setback, I would not even dare to think about it.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

It was late at night and Chu Jinglan's breathing was steady. He should have fallen asleep. Xiao Mo opened the panel. When he was drunk just now, it seemed that he kept hearing extra score reminders in his ears, but he couldn't hear them clearly... Xiao Mo looked at the lit panel in silence.

He confirmed his points every day. After all, it was a universal piggy bank. At this time, his points had increased by 500.

five hundred!

Xiao Mo turned his head to look at Chu Jinglan, and suddenly became unconfident about his own judgment: Chu Jinglan is really not angry?

None of the shit he just did had anything to do with positive emotions.

However, thinking carefully about Chu Jinglan's expression when she untied the rope for him just now, Xiao Mo felt that even if she was angry, she should have calmed down by now, otherwise Chu Jinglan would not be so calm.

Well, that should be correct.

However, it seems that I must be more careful when doing things in the inner palace in the future. After all, the touch of consciousness is really too stimulating and affects the control of the body. It is better to be careful.

*

Without the episode of the demon cultivator, their flying boat journey was peaceful and smooth, and the flying boat successfully arrived at Yuancheng of Hengdu Prefecture at the estimated time.

The Moon-Watching Secret Realm is a hundred miles away from Yuancheng. Xiao Mochu was shocked and had to continue on his way. The two of them arrived near the Huanyue Secret Realm two days before the secret realm opened. At this time, the surrounding area was already crowded with people.

The major forces all occupied prominent positions. The teams of the Six Yunduan Sects and the Immortal Alliance were all very conspicuous, as well as the Jinxiu Pavilion. Xiao Mo saw Master Wang who was seasick on the flying boat.

It is worth mentioning that the leaders of the Six Sects of Yunduan and the Immortal Alliance are actually in the Spirit Severing Stage.

Even though their cultivation would be suppressed to the peak of Yuan Infant level after entering the secret realm, their fighting experience and aura would be higher than other Yuan Infants, which would be very beneficial to them.

Xiao Mo hopes to avoid confronting them when trying to seize the treasure.

The affiliated sects of the two major forces also followed behind them. The Huanjian Sect was not very prominent among the forces of the Immortal Alliance, and not many people paid attention to them.

Dai Zisheng was not on this trip. The team was led by a Yuanying. Mu Jian was there, and Su Baimo was also there.

Su Baimo has made rapid progress during this period of time. According to him, he has gained some insights and has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

But in reality, he was practicing dual cultivation with others.

It was neither Dai Zisheng nor Mu Jian, but a Jindan disciple from the Huanjian Sect.

The Jindan disciple was already engaged, but he couldn't control himself. After being seduced, he only dared to be intimate with Su Baimo in secret and didn't dare to make it public. But this happened to be what Su Baimo wanted.

This way, Dai Zisheng and Mu Jian would not know that he had had physical intimacy with someone else.

In the original novel, everyone thought that Su Baimo's first time was with Mu Jian, but unbeknownst to the readers, Su Baimo easily went to bed with someone else.

There was a bottle of medicine in Su Baimo's storage container. It was found by his Jindan disciple who was having an affair with him at his request. It was said to be very rare. Even Yuanying would be overwhelmed with desire if he got hold of it.

It's a philandering drug that plots against people.

Su Baimo raised his eyes and looked at Mu Jian.

I can't find the right opportunity in the sect on weekdays, so I hope I can find a chance to make a move in this secret realm, so that Mu Jian can fall into the trap and be involved with him. After all, Mu Jian's status, cultivation and appearance are much better than the current Jindan disciple.