Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Chapter 113 Xiao Qin, who can’t take care of himself

Qin Muyue was slightly stunned, looking at Jun Yuzheng crushing the jade spoon with a confused look on her face.

“Master, you…” Qin Muyue hesitated to speak. She thought about all the bad things she had done, but couldn’t understand why her master was angry.

Jun Yuzheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then gently stroked Qin Muyue's head, with a hint of pampering and helplessness in his eyes.

"Yue'er, even though you are from Hou Tuguo, you still have to be careful about the relationship between men and women. Even in Hou Tuguo, if you have too much contact with men, you will be suspected of being a playboy and not a good man." Jun Yuzheng's voice was low and powerful.

Qin Muyue was silent for a moment, staring at her master's chest. Back then in the illusion, she could even count how many abdominal muscles he had.

"But in the illusion, I really think that Master belongs to me alone." Qin Muyue's voice was soft but firm, "Even if my meridians are broken now, I still want to hold Master firmly in my hands."

"Master is not a man that is easy to control. You in the illusion are just a trace of spiritual consciousness." Jun Yuzheng was slightly stunned, secretly happy in his heart, and turned his face away on the surface. A trace of shame and annoyance appeared on his icy and clear face.

"Are the traces left at that time still on Master's body?" Qin Muyue stared at Master's collar eagerly.

A strand of Jun Yuzheng's hair, as bright as the moonlight, quietly fell on the girl's hand, and the master secretly hoped that the girl would pull him over.

On the surface, Jun Yuzheng slightly raised his chin, his long eyelashes drooped, and a faint haze was revealed under his narrow and long phoenix eyes. The eyes of the immortal were light, and his face was as cold and pure as ice, showing a clear and self-sustaining expression, worthy of the demeanor of a leader of the righteous path.

Qin Muyue said that she liked the expression of Master, the flower of the highest mountain, and it was particularly exciting to pick it.

"How dare you! How can you look at a man's body casually?" The master looked ashamed and annoyed, but in fact, Qin Muyue would be in trouble if she said something harsh. "Yue'er, the illusion is real, but it is not reality. How can we, the master and the disciple, mess up the hierarchy because of the illusion?"

But Qin Muyue is in poor health now and can only sigh at the moon.

"Oh." She picked up the medicine bowl and drank the medicine obediently.

No one accepted the olive branch that Master extended, and he looked like a collapsed mountain.

Qin Muyue finished drinking the medicine, put down the bowl, and looked at him with a pair of clear cat eyes.

When Jun Yuzheng saw Qin Muyue drink the medicine obediently, his eyes dimmed as he stared at the girl's beautiful lips and recalled the tenderness of those two days and two nights.

The hand with elegant lines like jade pinched the girl's chin and the thumb slid across her lips.

"Yue'er, is it bitter?" Jun Yuzheng's eyes darkened, and his icy jade-like voice was filled with hidden emotions.

Qin Muyue felt the light touch of her master's fingers and her heartbeat quickened, with a faint blush on her face.

She shook her head slightly, her voice trembling, "It's not bitter, Master."

Jun Yuzheng's thumb gently rubbed Qin Muyue's lips. His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to suck her soul in. He sighed softly. "Yue'er, don't be so stubborn."

He took out a piece of candied fruit and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

Qin Muyue's heart was beating like a drum, and her master's slightly cool fingertips were like warm jade. She didn't dare to use force, so she took a sip of the candied fruit, stepped back slightly, and ate it slowly.

Master felt the warm touch at his fingertips, and this warmth flowed through his blood vessels, seeming to soothe his heart.

Jun Yuzheng, a trace of annoyance flashed across his handsome face. He moved his fingers away from her lips and gently stroked her cheek.

"Yue'er, I regret agreeing to help you break through in Daqi Sect."

He has already done his best for the Nascent Soul disciples of those sects. His disciples are obviously weak, pitiful and helpless. As long as they break the formation, they can escape safely.

But now, because of that group of old Mahayana monsters, his meridians were broken. How could he endure this?

It has been many years since I last sought out the powerful people from the big sects for a fight. After resolving the matter with the Ghost Dragon Lord... Jun Yuzheng lowered his eyes to hide the hint of hostility that flashed across his eyes.

“Master, I have always wanted to be the pride of Tianjian Peak. If I hadn’t been affected by Taoist Zuwang during the three-move match, I can guarantee that my injuries would not be so... serious.” Qin Muyue felt a chill on her back. She held her master’s fair wrist and rubbed it subconsciously.

Qin Muyue was helpless as plans could not keep up with changes. She did not expect that she was just one step short and ended up with her soul damaged and her behavior out of control, leading to such injuries.

[I miscalculated. Who knew that a Mahayana cultivator would be so hard to kill? I thought the Fuxi Bagua Plate could protect me from the soul search.]

Jun Yuzheng: Oh, if Jingkong Linggen just runs away honestly, he won't be caught and soul-searched anyway.

Qin Muyue looked at her master. She knew that this failure was not entirely her fault, but she also understood that as a disciple, she had the responsibility to bear the consequences.

"Master, I was inconsiderate this time and did not fully estimate the strength of the Mahayana cultivators." There was a hint of self-blame in Qin Muyue's voice.

Jun Yuzheng sighed softly. He knew Qin Muyue's potential, and he also knew that this failure was a big blow to her.

"Yue'er, Master won't blame you. Master will only worry about you. If you are not absolutely sure, don't confront any strong person who is higher than your level next time." Jun Yuzheng's voice was calm with a hint of gentleness. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Qin Muyue's shoulder.

Qin Muyue took the opportunity to grab her master's hand and squeezed it. The feeling was just as good as in the illusion.

"Master, I understand. I will learn from this lesson, practice harder, and strive to recover my strength as soon as possible." Qin Muyue's eyes flashed with determination.

"Don't be too hasty. Take care of your meridians first. I will take care of you during this period of time." Jun Yuzheng picked up the outer robe and put it on the girl who had clumsy hands and feet.

The last time he dressed Qin Muyue and combed her hair was two or three hundred years ago. Jun Yuzheng's eyes were filled with nostalgia and tenderness.