These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

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However, what Wei Tu didn't expect was that Mu Xitong lowered her head slightly to look at him, and then raised her head again.

"You little rascal...did I say a lot of hurtful things just now?"

Wei Tu was stunned, not understanding what the other person meant, but suddenly felt a soft, delicate hand wrap around him with a comfortable warmth.

The sensation was very distinct, and such an experienced young man couldn't possibly misunderstand.

He bit his lip slightly and whispered, "Nothing's wrong... I know you're worried about me, there's no need for that..."

Mu Xitong seemed to have made up her mind. She bit her thin lips slightly, her face flushed so red that it looked as if blood could drip from it at any moment.

"Anyway, I've given you everything... It's my own fault if you treat me badly... But I'm soft-hearted and can't bear to see you suffer. Consider it... consider it a reward for you."

A reward...

Wei Tu scoffed at many of the rewards, not caring about divine weapons or miraculous elixirs.

But this reward... Wei Tu was truly tempted.

He swallowed involuntarily.

"What reward..."

Mu Xitong gave the boy a reproachful look, her eyes filled with shy tears.

"Do you want me to say it...?"

Wei Tu said softly, "But...is this alright?"

Mu Xitong gently moved her palms, feeling the boy's seemingly inextinguishable, vigorous life force.

“I’ve examined you… Although your injuries are severe and you have many wounds… your blood and energy are replenished very quickly… It’s not good to hold it in like this, releasing a little… might help you recover faster.”

Wei Tu felt there was something wrong with this statement, and felt that no doctor would say such a thing... But the person who said it was Mu Xitong, so how could he not believe her?

Wei Tu felt his throat become dry as the other person's hand moved.

"It's good that you're here... I have some difficulty moving around."

"Um……"

So Wei Tu watched helplessly as the other person peeled off the meager amount of fabric, then lowered their head.

"hiss……"

Wei Tu, instantly enveloped in warmth, couldn't help but tilt her head back.

When he looked down at the other person as they reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind their rosy ear, or even looked up to meet his gaze, he was captivated by their presence.

He felt as if flames were burning fiercely.

Mu Xitong knew that Wei Tu liked it when she looked at him like that.

At this moment, a man will genuinely feel the woman's submissiveness and submission.

Possessiveness and a sense of accomplishment will be strongly aroused.

Besides, the opponent's kung fu has truly improved, getting better and better.

She would also make indistinct sounds with her throat, which Wei Tu could not resist at all, and her desire gradually rose.

But the two, consumed by the desires of surviving a catastrophe, would never know this.

Not far behind her, Lu Qingyan, who had come to check on the situation, stared wide-eyed.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were on fire.

She felt a pang of sadness.

But... when she saw the expression on that boy's face, and even when he gently stroked Mu Xitong's cheek.

She felt a surge of anticipation... if that person were herself...

Will he be happy too...?

87 Qingyan is a bad child

"Cough cough cough..."

The morning mist was slowly dissipating, but the stench of blood in the air seemed not to have completely faded.

It seemed that too many monsters had died and too much blood had been shed, so much so that the entire dense forest appeared to be stained with blood.

The woman's suppressed cough made Wei Tu quite embarrassed.

Mu Xitong looked up and rolled her eyes at Wei Tu, but didn't say anything more. Instead, her throat bobbed...

Wei Tu's heart skipped a beat.

The allure of this gesture goes without saying; the key is that it brings men an unparalleled sense of accomplishment and desire to conquer.

After a while, Mu Xitong rinsed her mouth with water before asking, "How does it feel?"

Wei Tu nodded.

"very nice……"

Mu Xitong blushed slightly and snorted coldly, "You still dare to say it's bad... Has anyone else done this to you?"

Just as men care about women's experiences, Mu Xitong seemed to be concerned about this seemingly meaningless thing as well.

Wei Tu thought for a moment...

Yes, I have.

Indeed, there's no need to think about it.

Both Su Mi and Jiang Ying did this... and they were both incredibly compliant.

Mu Xitong's eyes widened as expected.

He turned his head away sullenly, "I don't care, my skills must be the best."

Wei Tu couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, okay, Xitong, you're the best."

"Stop being silly. Rest properly for a few days before you go out. Your body can't take any more trauma right now, or we don't even know if it will heal."

Wei Tu nodded and obediently lay down on the spot.

The essence of the evil dragon is indeed very mysterious, but it is not omnipotent. At least, one's own physique cannot withstand the attack of a god.

Moreover, the other party was merely an incarnation of a witch god. It's hard to imagine how terrifying the other party's strength was at its peak, and it's even harder to imagine how those people or gods were able to seal this witch god back then.

Wei Tu felt very tired these past few days, perhaps because his injuries were indeed quite serious. Apart from changing his dressings, he would drink some medicinal soup, eat something, and then go to sleep.

On a starlit night, Wei Tu was preparing to lie down and fall asleep as usual.

Anyway, with a campfire, it won't be too cold.

But then he heard a faint sound approaching him.

Wei Tu did not open his eyes, but simply let the other person approach, seemingly without any sense of vigilance.

Until a familiar fragrance wafted over, she landed beside her and seemed to squat down.

Then Wei Tu felt a slightly trembling hand stroking her cheek.

Her voice came softly.

"Tu'er..."

Wei Tu still didn't open his eyes. It wasn't that there was any need to pretend to be asleep; it was just that it was somewhat amusing.

For example.

Beneath his feigned even breathing, he could hear the other person's melodious voice.

"You have no idea what I was thinking the moment I saw you buried... I only realize now... that I can't live without you. No matter what, as long as you're alive, I'll do anything for you."

Wei Tu could even feel the scalding tears falling onto his face.

"Now I understand... how ridiculous all that insistence was. As long as you're still here, everything exists. In the beginning, I really just treated you as my disciple... as a child. So much so that when you've grown into a strong and upright man, it feels like I'm still living in the past."

Lu Qingyan's eyes were moved, filled with tears.

She looked at the seemingly sleeping boy, his handsome face bearing some scars.

I feel incredibly sorry for her.

"Is your affection real...? When you said you liked me, the kind of affection a man has for a woman, I... was happy, and then I felt completely lost. It felt like something had collapsed. Was what I was holding onto foolish and childish? I'm sorry... I made you worry, but really... Tu'er, Master likes you very much, I like you the most. It's the kind of affection a woman has for a man..."

Some feelings do not spread without a trace.

When Lu Qingyan learned that Wei Tu had taken Mu Xitong to the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, she felt a deep sense of unease.

When the sorcerer appeared before them, Lu Qingyan felt that this might be the last time she would spend with this young man.

But thankfully, a miracle occurred. When the crisis was over, but the boy was buried under a pile of stones, a voice inside her told her that she couldn't lose him.

Absolutely not.

Lu Qingyan disregarded all so-called ethics and morality, and all worldly opinions. As long as he could live, Lu Qingyan was willing to give everything, even her own life.

On this day, many pent-up emotions finally erupted.

Some things are finally no longer worth thinking about.

Lu Qingyan looked at his face.

The boy opened his eyes at that instant.

He stared intently into Lu Qingyan's affectionate eyes.

"It's true, I really like you, the kind of liking a man has for a woman."

Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then startled, her face flushed red as she tried to flee in a panic.

Although she could say these things, it would be too embarrassing to say them in front of the other person!

She genuinely thought the other person was asleep!

But before Lu Qingyan could get up, Wei Tu reached out and grabbed her slender white wrist, then pulled her back.

Lu Qingyan struggled for a moment, and Wei Tu let out a muffled groan.

"What’s wrong with you?!"