PFC Chapter 350 Children shouldn't watch
Chapter 350 Children shouldn't watch
At first, Zhu Jiu didn't take it seriously, and was still intimate with Mo Huaizun, until...
Yu Zhiqing said in a repentant tone: "Master, in the Qintian Secret Realm, I didn't know the true identity of my master and offended her."
Mo Huaizun woke up from his sea of desire, and Fang Chihong and Jian Xiurong, who were listening quietly in the corner, pricked up their ears alertly.
Zhu Jiu straightened up in shock.
No way, after Yu Zhiqing had her love removed, she even lost her emotional intelligence?
Is this something you can say? Is this something you can say in front of your Master and fellow disciples?
Mo Huaizun released his hands that were covering Zhu Jiu's eyes and looked at the latter with dark eyes. Zhu Jiu pretended not to see it.
Mo Huaizun held Zhu Jiu's waist, his face flushed, and said in a deep voice: "Chihong, the two of you go out first. I will convey the matter I discussed earlier later."
Jian Xiurong and Fang Chihong were crying in their hearts. They heard the unquestionable tone in each other's words and retreated reluctantly, but their hearts felt like they were being scratched by a cat.
Uncomfortable! !
After the two of them left, Mo Huaizun said coldly, "Speak."
This serious and cold voice made it impossible to tell what kind of beauty this person had when out of sight.
Yu Zhiqing began to narrate the process.
He didn't tell anyone how he got poisoned by the rosemary pod, and then kissed Zhu Jiu in a confused state of mind, and then got poisoned by the phantom sound bell and knocked Zhu Jiu to the ground, because he himself didn't know.
Zhu Jiuting wanted to cast a spell to seal Yu Zhiqing's mouth, but Mo Huaizun tightened his grip on her waist, and his slender hand unconsciously moved away.
Zhu Jiu's body softened, and he leaned against Mo Huaizun to light the fire, his fingers deftly moving from his chest to his muscular waist.
The smoothly undulating muscle lines were like a hook, pulling Zhu Jiu down along the mermaid line.
Zhu Jiu was excited when Mo Huaizun suddenly grabbed his wrist.
When I raised my eyes, I saw the man's angry, dangerous, and dark eyes. His eye circles were a little red, and I didn't know if it was because of anger or because of Zhu Jiu's actions.
Zhu Jiu moved his body carelessly, rubbing his soft and hard body against the cloth.
Mo Huaizun took a breath, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and veins throbbing. He stretched out his hands to hold her, preventing her from moving, but this action only pressed her tighter.
Just like an arrow on a bow string, they are tightly bound together and a slight movement could start a prairie fire.
In the stillness, the two looked at each other with lustful eyes, as if they were kissing each other to death.
Yu Zhiqing was just describing how she kissed Zhu Jiu without any emotion when someone interrupted her.
Mo Huaizun was as cold as ice, with a fierce murderous aura and pressure spreading out from him. After hearing this, he waved his hand.
Yu Zhiqing, who had no emotional intelligence at all, vomited blood and flew backwards, breaking the candlestick, knocking down the mural, and falling against the wall.
A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his lips. He wiped it, endured the severe pain in his body, knelt down obediently, lowered his eyelashes and lowered his head.
It was right for the master to beat her. After all, he was extremely disrespectful and disrespected the master, who was also a Taoist partner of the master.
How could he do such a beastly thing!
If one keeps covering up a mistake, his conscience will be condemned for the rest of his life!
Yu Zhiqing couldn't tolerate this kind of thing.
With a look of righteousness and remorse, he said, "Master, please punish me!"
Mo Huaizun's heart was burning with jealousy, murderous intent, and anger, but he still stared at Zhu Jiu, asking as if to torture himself: "Why did you remove the root of love?"
"You have feelings for her?"
Yu Zhiqing was silent. In the suffocating coldness, his heart seemed to be burned. He could only utter a simple sentence, "Master, please punish me."
Everyone can hear that it is the default.
Zhu Jiu looked at Mo Huaizun innocently. It was not her fault. She did nothing. It was Yu Zhiqing who came up and kissed her.
Mo Huaizun took a deep breath, enduring the double torture of body and mind. After hundreds of years of calmness and patience, he still couldn't hold back and shouted angrily: "Asshole!"
His beloved disciple actually fell in love with his fellow Taoist. Who could resist killing him?
As a result, Yu Zhiqing actually dared to come and tell him all the details!
If he didn't know Yu Zhiqing, he would almost think that this guy was here to show off!
Although Mo Huaizun was angry, he couldn't bear to touch Zhu Jiu. His biggest resentment was that he pressed Zhu Jiu into his chest and didn't look at her.
But Yu Zhiqing was swept away by him in anger again, and with a few crisp "cracks", several bones were broken.
Yu Zhiqing climbed up and knelt, thinking that his master had given him a good beating, which made him feel better.
He wiped the blood off his face and asked sincerely, "Master, where is our Grandmaster?"
Mo Huaizun: “?”
Yu Zhiqing said seriously: "I still have to apologize to my master."
Mo Huaizun, Zhu Jiu: "..."
What a straightforward silly boy.
At that moment, Mo Huaizun resolutely eliminated Yu Zhiqing from the position of the chief of Jueya.
Who said Yu Zhiqing was the second him? He didn't admit it.
Mo Huaizun waved his sleeves in annoyance, and Yu Zhiqing was swept away again.
"Your master is in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. Don't appear in front of her in the future, and don't disclose what happened that day."
"Since you have already gotten rid of your feelings, don't have any worldly thoughts from now on."
"Go to the Cold Pond to be punished, and you will not be allowed to return within a hundred years."
When Yu Zhiqing heard that the punishment was like a divine order, his brows relaxed immediately, he felt a little relieved, then took his leave.
Zhu Jiu lay in Mo Huaizun's arms, smelling the blood sandalwood incense and hearing Mo Huaizun's rapidly beating heart.
So sharp.
Also lied.
Zhu Jiu smiled, lowered his head, and took a hold of a half-exposed part of her... His right hand had already flexibly freed himself from Mo Huaizun's restraint and touched the base of her legs.
Mo Huaizun groaned, bent his legs suddenly, kicked over the neatly arranged table, and all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone were scattered all over the floor.
The real epic chaos in the Imperial Palace would have made Elder Luo suspect that he was sleepwalking if he had seen it.
But who cares now? The troublemakers have left, and they can do what men and women love~
Their breathing gradually became heavier, and most of their clothes were taken off. Mo Huaizun lowered his head and bit the soft flesh of Zhu Jiu's neck as a punishment, his eyes were full of lust and love.
"Zhu Jiu... Zhu Jiu..." He murmured her unconsciously, and followed his instinct to kiss the soft part of Zhu Jiu's chest.
"How can you lie, my lord? How come I don't know who is meditating on someone else's lap?"
"Could it be... that this is a pornographic palace?"
Zhu Jiu laughed intermittently and teased her. His voice was soft and charming, and his gentle moans and breaths were like aphrodisiacs.
Like a demon that seduces people and sucks their essence.
After she finished speaking, her eyes blurred and she was pressed down by Mo Huaizun on the ground which was covered with official documents.
"If I practice with you, that's fine."
Mo Huaizun placed his palm on her chest, and his jet-black hair entangled her fair chest, the black and white were clearly distinguished, creating a soul-stirring scene.
The string of reason broke.
The two of them were finally blessed with a long drought, and were in love with each other. Just as they were about to start having sex, they heard a strange noise.
Looking up, I saw the shocked Bai Wuchang, and Yu Zhiqing, Fang Chihong, and Jian Xiurong who had returned.
Zhu Jiu and the other two: "..."
He was so engrossed in the whole process that not only did he fail to set up the barrier, but his reactions became slow and he didn't even notice when someone came.
Fortunately, I didn’t take off all my clothes.
The air was like a wound rubbed with salt, burning.
Bai Wuchang: I shouldn’t be in the room, I should be under the room.
Yu Zhiqing: Didn’t Master say that our Grandmaster was in seclusion? I feel depressed.
Fang Chihong: What should I call my master from now on? Uncle Shizu?
Jane Xiurong: I have seen too much.
If you ask why Fang Chihong and Jian Xiurong didn't leave, it's simply because the former was too gossipy and was really curious about what Yu Zhiqing was trying to do in such a serious manner.
So they took Jian Xiurong and waited outside the Yushu Palace. When they saw Yu Zhiqing who was suspected to be seriously injured and were about to ask him questions, they met Bai Wuchang who came to look for Mo Huaizun.
Before he could even open his mouth to greet her, he heard a loud noise of a table falling over in the Imperial Palace. It was the first time that such a thing had ever happened.
When the sect leader was suppressed by the other seven major forces, he was able to remain calm and composed. How could he lose his composure like this?
Could it be that something happened?
Bai Wuchang's gentle expression changed and he immediately teleported over, followed by the others.
Then I came across a scene that children shouldn't see.