not a monster

If Yang Shen is not returned to Wang Xilou quickly, Feng Wuli is afraid that one day the relationship between the two will become abnormal. Because of the responsibility on his shoulders, he works hard to practice every night.

Obviously he was practicing hard for her, but Wang Xilou was not happy after practicing for only a few nights. It was obvious that he had been through this for so many years, how could he be a great practitioner? After the initial addiction, Feng Wuli had already It's easy to feel calm.

Wang Xilou, on the other hand, was thinking about it, and Feng Wuli said that she had rebounded after eight hundred years of drought.

"Bah! Don't say such dirty words."

"You're not allowed to talk dirty, why don't you look at what we are doing now?" Feng Wuli was speechless. At this time, Wang Xilou did not forget to preach.

"What are you doing? Of course Master is teaching you how to practice."

Well, Feng Wuli felt that not only did he have responsibility on his shoulders, but he also had the master's long legs.

"It's not you yet. Leave Yang Shen here with me. Of course I will hurry up and practice and return it to you again."

"Whatever you have to pay back, I'll give it to you."

"You are mentally ill and I won't tell you."

She scolded tenderly: "You are not allowed to talk to Master like this. Who thought you were pitiful and picked you up to be fat and fat? Now that you are successful, you will talk back to Master!"

Feng Wuli found something to plug her mouth. Wang Xilou's eyes flashed with a sly smile and he whispered: "I found out. When I mentioned that you were brought up by me, Xiao Wuli whined—— "

Feng Wuli covered her mouth with his hand. Wang Xilou smiled and dodged again and again, but now their master and apprentice were heart to heart and couldn't escape. She begged for mercy: "No more, Master, no more, no matter what I say, I won't give it to you." !”

"You are not my master, you are a slave. My master is not as shameless as you." Feng Wuli was angry.

Wang Xilou stepped on his face with her jade feet, pinched his nose, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't put so much pressure on me. I see you practicing every day. Master doesn't want you to put so much pressure on you. Master feels sorry for you." My lifeblood."

"Then give me Yang Shen."

"Annoying..." She rolled her eyes. This brat was really stubborn, just like a donkey. She broke the pot and said:

"You are not me. How do you know what I think? Master, I can do whatever I want. You can control it... Hey, hey, wrong, wrong, wrong."

Feng Wuli couldn't help but laugh. He tried a little trick, and Wang Xilou began to embarrass himself endlessly.

When the storm calmed down, the master who had been giving lectures just now, of course, had become a salty fish, lying on the bed taking in less air and letting out more air.

Feng Wuli was still full of energy. He cleaned up the wreckage, took Master Xianyu to take a bath, and then brought him back.

He still had the energy to practice, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He knew what Wang Xilou meant, and he didn't want him to feel any pressure. In fact, he didn't feel any pressure.

A useless master on the bed asked for some water, so Feng Wuli went to get her some water.

Wang Xilou took the water glass, gave him a good punch on the waist, drank a large glass of water, and when Feng Wuli lay down next to her, she said:

"I can't convince you, and you can't convince the master, but the speed of your cultivation, tsk tsk tsk, is not what the master said about you. During the journey of cultivation, the master will throw you away ten times and support you ten nights a night."

Feng Wuli did not deny that Wang Xilou was a genius in this area and the youngest immortal.

"Why are you talking about this? You can't help me with my cultivation."

"Why can't you help?"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Xilou said: "Do you still remember the time before when you rewrote the demon's possessing spirit and exchanged bodies with that little girl?"

Feng Wuli already understood what she was going to say, and his face looked a little weird, "You want to use my body to practice?"

What's this, because I'm too good at it, so I'm looking for a power booster?

"Yes, you are wasting time by being so slow. Master, one day is worth a month, and I will keep it for you to reach the full level."

"How can this be possible?" "Try it, you will know if you try it." She was still puzzling.

Feng Wuli didn't quite believe her: "Why do I feel that you have bad intentions?"

"What kind of bad intentions! Master is still afraid of tiring you. If possible, I will use your body to practice at night and you can sleep comfortably."

Feng Wuli complained: "This is not playing a game. You can also change each other's numbers to play."

"Momojiji, are you coming? If possible, even if you change it once a month, one night of master's practice will be enough for you to make a month's progress."

Feng Wuli felt that it was not very reliable, but it was undeniable that what Wang Xilou said made sense, but...but he didn't want to be a woman! If it took more than half a month to switch back, he would be depressed to death.

Wang Xilou saw the depression in the man's eyes and pushed him away directly: "Oh! He kept saying what he said, he practiced hard and raced against time for me, but it turned out that he didn't even want to take the slightest risk!"

Feng Wuli was really convinced by her and sighed.

"After you change, you are not allowed to do strange things."

"What weird things you can do? All Master thinks about is cultivation."

Feng Wuli held her hand, thinking about how the rewriting spirit was mobilized.

About an hour later, Feng Wuli turned over on the bed and pressed Wang Xilou next to him: "Beauty! Dance your sword for me!"

Feng Wuli, who controlled Wang Xilou's body, rolled his eyes at her and kicked him out of bed.

"S-Why did you kick me so hard?!"

Feng Wuli apologized a little: "It's a little disgusting to see his face being rushed towards me."

"Dare you say that my precious apprentice's handsome face is disgusting?" Wang Xilou stood up, and then shouted: "This is about 1.8 meters tall, so tall."

Feng Wuli also found it very interesting. Looking at himself standing in front of him and the terrifying power contained in Wang Xilou's body, he had a feeling that he could blow out a strong wind of level 13 with just his breath.

Logically speaking, for someone with the body of an immortal like Wang Xilou, his spiritual entanglement cannot be effective, but after all, her Yangshen is with her, so the exchange can be easily completed.

"Don't forget that you have to practice...what are you doing?"

"Is this the thing that just bullied me so badly? I want revenge for my master!"

"You, you... let go! Practice! Where did you agree to practice?"

"Would you like to play for a while first? Master, let's get used to this body first. Hey, why is it swollen?"

Play with your sister! Feng Wuli had a thousand things to say, and stood up to stop some of Wang Xilou's seemingly perverted actions.

"Why are you two arguing if you don't sleep at night?" Po Nu's voice sounded outside the room.

Wang Xilou sneered after hearing this, leaving a message that she would come back as soon as she went, and opened the door and went out.

"Bitch, do you recognize this thing? Come here and die!"

Feng Wuli quickly chased after him.

"Wang Xilou, come back here!"

(End of this chapter)