Ji Fengyao was stunned, her heart breaking as she thought: Had she just hallucinated?
But at this moment, Mo Linxian's voice rang in Ji Fengyao's ears again: "Indeed... it was Master... The reason you saw that scene was because you were affected by the Black Dragon's essence blood at that time. They want to ensure that the people they choose are always loyal to them, so the women who drink the dragon's essence blood subconsciously belong only to them in body and mind, and what they see and feel is only them."
Ji Fengyao: "..."
This...this...is so melodramatic?
Could it be that the scene before her was truly horrific, and her master was afraid she couldn't handle it, so he risked ruining his reputation to deceive her?
"I'm sorry, little darling... Master... There's no other way to cure your dragon blood poison, but it's also Master's fault." Mo Linxian's voice was hoarse and slow, he was too ashamed to face the little bandit girl anymore, his tone was extremely painful.
Ji Fengyao: Emmmmmm...
Why do I suddenly feel like I died unjustly in my past life?
Why does she feel that she didn't have to die in her previous life?
After regaining consciousness, Xiao Yunyao in the scene felt that she had been defiled by the Great Black Dragon, and she cried every day, feeling like she was dying.
Ji Fengyao stared at the sky at a 45-degree angle, speechless.
Then she saw her master, Mo Linxian, pale and weak, cautiously telling Xiao Yunyao that it was actually him who was with her;
Xiao Yunyao knelt down, crying, and said to Mo Linxian, "Master, please stop ruining your reputation and deceiving Yao'er..."
Then she continued to act as if she were dying, and even begged her master to erase this memory.
Ji Fengyao was speechless.
That dramatic little thing is definitely not her!
But the illusion of the black dragon's blood was indeed too real, and given her experience and age at the time, it was normal that she couldn't distinguish it.
Looking back now, it's so ridiculous it makes her want to vomit blood.
If you can't tell the difference, just hug your master and pounce on him again, then verify it on the spot!
I was just too young back then!
The erased memories have been restored, and the turbulent waves in the sea of consciousness have subsided.
Ji Fengyao withdrew her divine sense from this memory and returned to her own divine soul with the gait of a female hooligan;
Within the extreme fire, beside the soul of the immortal Mo Lin.
It was clear that her master was still facing away from her, probably because he felt ashamed and dared not face her.
Coincidentally, Ji Fengyao also had something she found difficult to talk about, and she didn't dare to tell him.
But she knew her master well. Despite his carefree and unconventional nature in his past life, he was actually a very reserved and disciplined person.
If she doesn't bring up their relationship, he will definitely keep to himself and suffer in silence.
“Uh… Master…” The little bandit simply returned her consciousness to its place, back into her soul.
As soon as her consciousness returned to its place, she immediately sensed her master's aura, which was right next to her.
It feels warm and comforting;
I'm really tempted, I really like it.
Mo Linxian was startled and opened his eyes to see the little female bandit who was close at hand, whose soul had not yet formed a nascent soul and was still a hazy mass.
To be honest, the two souls being so close...
It's like two people pressed tightly together without any cover.
The other person can easily perceive and sense each other's mood, feelings, and even intentions; that feeling is truly mysterious.
Mo Linxian's feigned composure cracked slightly: "Little Jiaojiao...you, you don't hate your master...?"
Ji Fengyao became even more Buddhist!
My inner voice screamed like a groundhog: Aaaaaaah!
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