The swan-like beautiful jade neck was close to He Gu's neck, surrounded by two slender jade arms, and the fragrance of black silk mixed with the sultry body fragrance hit his nostrils directly.
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Whispering softly, Leng Qingzhu's whole body seemed to be weak. He felt that his strangely blurred eyes were a little more confused, and he took the initiative to rub.
A hot breath penetrated his ears, and when he heard these words again, He Gu almost lost the last bit of his Taoist heart.
Before this, he never imagined that his master would say such powerful words.
The same goes for the word "disciple" before. Leng Qingzhu would never use this title. He would always call him by his first name. Even when he mentioned it to outsiders, he would refer to him as "disciple" or "disciple".
Through the thin fabric, the subtle touch of warm caress instantly made him breathe heavier, and the conflict between reason and instinct made him even more tormented.
He had the heart to move his body back a little, but the soft body in his arms followed closely and refused to leave.
Leng Qingzhu's ice eyes frowned slightly in confusion, and there was a trace of displeasure in his weak voice: "Don't move, if you dare to retreat even a little bit, I will bite you to death."
"Master, please stop talking!"
He Guzhen was almost unable to bear it anymore, and he had no time to think while talking.
In this situation, his master was so charming, and some of his words couldn't help but change their taste when they hit his ears.
Most of his body was already lost. If he was attacked a few more times mentally, his little sanity would soon be gone.
Leng Qingzhu exhaled hot air and said angrily in a low voice: "Very good, my good disciple has really hardened his wings, and now... he dares to speak against me."
After finishing speaking, the ice eyes closed, and the light brows furrowed, as if feeling uncomfortable.
These words are even more thought-provoking.
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No, I can't delay it any longer, I have to find a way myself...
After biting his tongue to wake up a little, he didn't dare to answer anymore, and directly drew out a stream of spiritual power, trying to enter Leng Qingzhu's body to explore the situation.
As soon as he entered, he was immediately bombarded by a ball of terrifying spiritual power.
Fortunately, it was just a defensive knockback, otherwise he would have suffered a lot of damage from the counterattack in just one strike.
The spiritual power in Leng Qingzhu's body was at the stage of instinctive protection at this time, and the thoughts he had just had were immediately cut off ruthlessly by this attack.
"Master, you have a physical problem now, please cooperate with me." He Gu said anxiously.
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He Gu had no choice but to say: "Master, wake up, if you don't let the disciples check, you have to find a solution yourself. If this continues, something will really happen!"
Leng Qingzhu still didn't pay attention, his body was moving around unsatisfied, his brows were furrowed, as if he was looking for something.
After He Gu thought about it, he reached out his consciousness and reached into his storage bag, searched for it and took out all the pills related to detoxification or pills that he felt might be useful.
He was treating a dead horse like a living doctor, and he could only think of trying any method that might help.
If his master could regain some sense at the moment, maybe the problem would be much easier to handle.
But soon another problem faced him.
At this time, Leng Qingzhu's head was buried deep in one of his shoulders...
If Leng Qingzhu doesn't cooperate, there is absolutely no way for Leng Qingzhu to take these pills in his current situation where he can't even break free.
Feeling a little dumbfounded, he could only hold on to the remaining sanity and try to communicate again with a glimmer of hope.
With a dry throat, he said as gently as possible: "Master, can you let go of this disciple first? I promise you that I will never run away."
Ever since her consciousness returned to her true body, Leng Qingzhu felt like there was an unknown fire burning in her body, and there was an inexplicable sense of lack that lingered in her heart and made her very uncomfortable.
Her body has become very strange now. Every inch of skin on her body is extremely sensitive, and even a slight touch will give her an unusually large impact.
It's numb and numb, like electricity passing through.
The most important thing is that this touch seems to have some kind of wonderful magic power. The uncomfortable feeling of longing for perfection in her heart can be relieved by this touch.
My consciousness is hazy, and I vaguely know that there is something wrong with my body, but I just can't help but want to get relief first, no matter what.
Other unnecessary thoughts cannot even sprout, and the thinking cannot be extended at all.
All that was left in my mind was the instinctive search.
The first time she saw her apprentice, she found him interesting.
Her intuition told her that the answer lay with her disciple, and she could only find it if she got closer.
It's just that my disciple didn't seem to be well-behaved today. He seemed to be trying to run away when he saw her, so he wasn't very honest.
This is not okay. As a master, misbehaving disciples should be educated well.
At first, she just wanted to stop her disciple from escaping, but the smell of her disciple was so good that it attracted her all the time.
Moreover, all the skin that came into contact with her body immediately felt that electric current, which greatly relieved the discomfort in her heart and body.
Gradually she forgot about education.
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A strong feeling told her that a closer distance was needed.
What else could be done? She vaguely remembered that she might know a little bit, but she could never think of the specifics. It seemed that she actually didn't know.
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She had no choice but to follow this body prompt to explore, and everything else was irrelevant.
As for saying those words, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
On the contrary, I found it very interesting.
Now that she heard He Gu's words, she managed to regain her energy, her spring eyes opened slightly, and her voice was filled with resentment.
"Does the disciple dislike being a master?"
He Gu shook his head desperately and clarified: "Absolutely not. I just want to ask Master to take these pills to try."
After only hearing the first half of the sentence, Leng Qingzhu moved his head away from He Gu's shoulder and stared at him from close range with his icy eyes.
Seeing the opportunity, He Gu quickly pushed away the stopper of the jade bottle of elixir in his hand and lifted it up.
"Master, please take these, maybe they will be effective."
There was a veil of white mist floating on Leng Qingzhu's face. It was unclear whether he was defensive or not, so he couldn't force-feed him directly.
"Master, I don't want to eat right now." Leng Qingzhu was panting and reluctantly answered.
He Gu suddenly felt troubled.
Leng Qingzhu's eyes were looking forward to it, and suddenly they brightened slightly. He blew the orchid breath to induce him: "How about... how about I feed my disciple to my master?"
