Yuan Zun shrugged his shoulders, then sat down on the edge of the bed, and said with a faint smile: "It's just some rumors. Do you still think that I will be interested in you?"
Mo Qingwu rolled her eyes at him and looked away to the side, with a blush on her face.
Obviously, she was also deliberately suppressing the anger in her body, which was on the verge of exploding.
"Furthermore, if you can't swallow this breath, why don't you trouble me in front of others? You broke into my room in the middle of the night and used a first-grade pill called Sleeping Pill. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by others if the news spread?
"
When she said this, Mo Qingwu finally had some subtle changes, her star eyes seemed to be filled with a burning fire, and she said sharply: "You are right, if I had known this, I would have used
The poison will send you to the west!"
Yuan Zun clicked his tongue, thinking that this woman was cruel and dared to say such rude words in front of him.
If this had happened before, Yuan Zun would have slapped her to death without hesitation. For a woman like this, no matter how easy she talks, it will be in vain.
But then again, the reason why Mo Qingwu was so angry and wanted to cause trouble for him was because of the rumors spread by the blood disciples and Wu Meiren. Now that he has become the leader of the blood disciples, this matter naturally has something to do with him.
Inextricably linked.
"If you want to avoid being misunderstood by others, then hurry up and stay away from me. This will be more effective than if you come to find me secretly and others find out."
As he waved his hand, the door opened with a bang. There was an obvious meaning in this sentence, which was to tell Mo Qingwu to leave quickly and stop disturbing his practice.
Mo Qingwu gently shook her still aching shoulder, glanced back at Yuan Zun coldly, shook off her short shoulder-length hair and said, "Whoever falls in love with a man like you must have suffered eight generations of bad luck.
!”
Yuan Zun, who had already calmed down, was suddenly rippled by her words, and shouted in a stunned voice: "Smelly woman, what did you say?"
He ran the Nine Yang Secret Code, and two colorful ribbons transformed from the energy of the stars sprang out from his hands. They clung to Mo Qingwu's hands, and then pulled them back, directly locking the two arms to hers.
on her delicate back.
Frightened by Yuan Zun's sudden movement, Mo Qingwu just turned around and felt her tied hands being lifted upwards, and her whole body was lifted off the ground and hung on the beam.
No matter how much energy she circulated in her body, she could not break away from the rope method used by Yuan Zun. The harder Mo Qingwu tried to break free, the tighter her wrists became.
After trying to break away to no avail, she looked at Yuan Zun angrily, her beautiful eyes blazing with fire, like a bomb about to explode.
Being suspended from the beam by Yuan Zun in this way, Mo Qingwu was in a very embarrassed state. If he made a slight movement, his legs would be exposed in full view.
In order to avoid a more embarrassing situation, she could only close her legs tightly and straighten her body, as if she was frozen in mid-air.
"Yuan Zun, you are still not a man, let me go quickly!" Mo Qingwu's pretty face was filled with hot feelings. She couldn't use any strength in her body, and her waist also changed because she kept that movement.
Feeling sore and weak.
Yuan Zun snorted softly, sat down in front of the broken wooden table, looked at her coldly and said: "If you don't take advantage of the opportunity given to you, since you insist on irritating me, then just hang there obediently.
Go up there!”
When Mo Qingwu heard this, she suddenly became anxious, a cloud of water vapor flashed in her eyes, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Ignoring Mo Qingwu's tempting and criminal scene, Yuan Zun sat down cross-legged and meditated on the cultivation method of the seven sects of mind.
Mo Qingwu, who was suspended from the beam, couldn't beg for mercy or call for help. It wasn't until his breathing became a little hasty and his whole body was tired that Yuan Zun gently waved his hand and used the rope transformed by the energy of the stars to
Torn into countless pieces.
Suddenly falling from mid-air, Mo Qingwu felt as if he was facing a nightmare. He hurriedly opened his arms to help himself land smoothly, thus avoiding a more embarrassing scene.
With the help of a momentum, Mo Qingwu twisted her waist and straightened her body gracefully, hurriedly broke through the door, and quickly escaped from under Yuan Zun's nose.
"Yuan Zun, I will never let you go!"
Listening to the voice that had gone away, Yuan Zun curled his lips in disdain. If he really wanted to keep Mo Qingwu, how could he let her escape so easily?
"After what happened this time, you should learn to be smarter!"
With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the sky that had cleared up slightly. Yuan Zun also stretched out his body and stopped practicing uncontrollably. Instead, he lay down on the hard board.
Allowing the body and mind to relax appropriately, which is always in a state of tension, is of great benefit to a warrior's practice.
For an ordinary martial artist, even if he refines the energy of the stars day and night and practices martial arts risklessly, he may not be able to bring his body to the ideal state. In other words, proper rest is very important.
It is a rare opportunity to have no one to disturb you.
If it were placed on other people, it would be impossible to waste this time. After all, the energy of the stars is the strongest at night, and they would like to absorb more of it.
It wasn't until the sunlight outside the window became a little dazzling that Yuan Zun slowly opened his eyes. After some cleaning, his whole body was filled with a sense of comfort.
As soon as he opened the wooden door, Yuan Zun found Butian leaning against the wall. His expression was slightly lazy and even seemed to be tired of everything, which made him feel somewhat out of tune with the surrounding environment.
He put down the hands on which his head was resting and walked over abruptly. After approaching Yuan Zun, he finally showed a smile and said: "Brother Yuan Zun, did I hear from Miss Han that you are also a weapon refiner?"
Yuan Zun frowned slightly. Although he didn't know why Bu Tian was so excited, he remained vigilant and answered a little vaguely: "I'm reluctant to do it, and it won't catch the eye of the law."
Bu Tian pondered for a while, as if he had something special to say.
"I wonder if Brother Yuan Zun can help me repair a spiritual weapon?" Bu Tian offered his hand to Yuan Zun sincerely, his voice was a bit sharp, and he was obviously a little excited in his heart.
After half a month of getting along, Yuan Zun had a preliminary understanding of Bu Tian. Although he had some special hobbies, he didn't seem to be a person with other small ideas.
Of course, Yuan Zun, who had suffered a loss, would not reveal his feelings to anyone. Even Xiao Meng had some things that he deliberately concealed.
If you judge what kind of person a person is just based on his appearance, you will probably suffer a big loss!
However, Yuan Zun had some appreciation for Bu Tian in his heart. Out of respect for a warrior, he still asked lightly: "What kind of spiritual weapon?"