Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chapter 690: Mr. Mo, Xue Lan likes you

If Tang Yichen really wanted to hide his tracks, even if the Poison King Valley was given another hundred years, it would be impossible to find him.

After all, if he really wanted to escape the pursuit of the Poison King Valley, why would he take the title of "High Priest" and spread it so widely in the Western Regions?

There was even news spreading that the High Priest of the Western Region was a traitor to the Poison King Valley.

It was obvious that all of this was done intentionally by Tang Yichen, who deliberately spread the news in the Western Regions in order to lure people from the Poison King Valley to the Western Regions.

In Baiyue, that is the home turf of the Poison King Valley, but in the Western Regions, where he has been operating for so many years, it can finally be put to use.

"Someone come here." Tang Yichen, dressed in a black robe, spoke in a hoarse voice.

Soon, a man in black came in from outside and said respectfully, "Go and inform Poison Scorpion later and ask him to come to the underground palace to find me tomorrow morning. After you have informed him, you don't need to come to me to report."

"promise."

……

Half an hour later, in the third prince's study.

Behind the desk, Xing Yin lowered his head slightly, and the brush in his hand slowly sketched on the paper. On the paper was an unfinished portrait of a woman. If Princess Deyi were here, she would definitely recognize that the woman in the portrait was actually her mother.

Xing Yin was very serious, and even with every stroke, the expression on his face changed slightly. He poured all his emotions into this portrait.

Before finishing work, Xing Yin was still mumbling to himself, "Why, why am I not as good as him in any way, that you would rather die than help me.

Do you think that if you die, everything will be over? No, Deyi has grown up and has some of the spirit of your youth. Deyi is not like you. She is so weak that she cannot escape from my palm. "

He stopped writing and finished his work. After the ink had dried slightly, Xing Yin gently stroked the face of the woman in the portrait with his fingers, a hint of attachment flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Xing Yin noticed something, his eyes turned cold, he raised his head, and threw the paintbrush in his hand forward suddenly, like a sharp blade, with murderous intent.

But it was easily taken over by the visitor.

"Yes, my efforts as a teacher have not been in vain. My disciple, you should be more vigilant." A hoarse voice sounded.

When Xing Yin saw the person coming, his face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward, bowed his hands and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I didn't know it was you, I hope you will forgive me."

Tang Yichen waved his hand and handed the brush to Xing Yin. He then walked to the desk and saw the woman in the portrait on the desk. He smiled sinisterly and said, "Disciple, you just killed her mother. Are you going to kill her too?"

"Master, what are you talking about? I really like them. If she hadn't resisted desperately, how could I have failed?" Xing Yin said.

Tang Yichen just said it casually, he was not interested in these. He knew that the royal families of the Western Regions were in chaos. He said: "Master came here this time because I need your help."

"Master, hasn't your magical power reached perfection?" Xing Yin thought that the other party was coming to ask for someone again, and said subconsciously.

"Why, your disciple doesn't want to help?" Tang Yichen's voice was very calm, but there was no warmth in it. He said, "Without your master, you wouldn't be able to reach this point today."

"I dare not." Xing Yin's voice was filled with panic, and he said quickly: "Master, just give me your orders."

"Master needs you..." Tang Yichen whispered.

"So many people?" Xing Yin raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you going to capture, Master? With Master's strength, don't you have any confidence?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Just do as you are told." Tang Yichen said in a cold tone, "Except for this master, anyone who comes out of the underground palace will be killed without mercy."

Tang Yichen flipped his palm and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He handed it to Xing Yin: "Apply the potion inside on the arrowhead to break through the defense of the innate spiritual energy. Remember, this potion cannot be applied in advance. It must be applied when it is needed, otherwise it will have no effect. As long as this matter is done well, I will guarantee that you will enter the realm of supernatural powers."

"Thank you, Master." Xing Yin said respectfully after taking it.

Tang Yichen knew that if he wanted the horse to run well, he had to feed it well and give Xing Yin some benefits. He took out a small packet of medicine powder from his arms, handed it to Xing Yin, and said:
"If you use this powder together with the aphrodisiac incense that your master gave you before, even the most chaste woman will become a slut who lets you do whatever you want. It also has a hallucinogenic effect. If you use it for a long time, it can make the other person fall in love with you."

Xing Yin's eyes lit up.

……

night.

In the wing room.

Chen Mo was exercising on the bed and practicing. After arriving in the Western Regions, there was no woman to warm his bed, so Chen Mo spent almost all his free time practicing.

Open the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo. 】

[Age: 24. 】

【Kung Fu: Zi Yang Hua Yuan Gong (Perfection 162311.5/300000).】

【Realm: Divine Transformation (Second Level).】

[Strength: 4570. 】

[Skills: Sun Slash (Intermediate 1602356/6000000), Sun Shooting Arrow (Intermediate 436/3000000), Divine Burning Technique (Elementary 99099/100000), Cloud Wandering Steps (Perfect 20098/50000), Snake Swallowing Technique (Perfected, will break through to the first level after breaking through), Tantric Double Refining Technique (Intermediate 415/1000), Vajra Skill (Intermediate 453/500). ]

"Tomorrow, my Vajra Kung Fu will be able to reach the intermediate level." Chen Mo clenched his fists, looking at the faint blue color seeping out of his arms, and a smile appeared on his face.

Without women, cultivation progress was faster.

"continue."

Chen Mo plans to strike while the iron is hot and practice Vajra Kung Fu to the intermediate level tonight.

Nalan Yiren and Si Song were both outside keeping watch, so Chen Mo was the only one in the room.

Just then, Chen Mo heard footsteps outside the house.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Mo, are you asleep?" It was Lin Xuelan.

Chen Mo frowned, thinking that the other party had come to ask him for something again. He couldn't help but want to hide from her and pretend that he didn't hear her. However, the lights were on in the room, and it seemed a bit bad to hide so openly.

He sighed: "It's Miss Lin, come in."

"Crench."

The door was pushed open, and then a slender and graceful figure walked in with small steps, then closed the door with her backhand.

At this moment, Lin Xuelan was wearing a purple long dress, her hair flowed like a waterfall, and she was fragrant. Her skin was as white as jade and as delicate as silk, like a touch of morning glow. The purple color was indeed very charming, and it made her, who had a relatively cold temperament, exude a natural charm.

Her figure was graceful, like dancing catkins, light and elegant, and she walked straight to the bed.

"Ms. Lin, is there something going on?" With Chen Mo's keen eyesight, he could naturally see that Lin Xuelan had dressed up specially before coming here.

"Mr. Mo, Xue Lan likes you."

Just when Chen Mo thought the other party was going to ask for a favor, Lin Xuelan suddenly blurted out these words, leaving Chen Mo stunned.

Logically speaking, this kind of confession is very common, and with Chen Mo's "experience", he shouldn't be stunned. But the key is that when Lin Xuelan said this, she didn't give Chen Mo any preparation, or in other words, the other party's confession was too abrupt, how could it be like this right from the start.

Shouldn't you say something beforehand to lay the foundation, build up the emotions, and create the atmosphere?
However, Lin Xuelan is not an old hand in the love field, she is just a newbie. For her, if she likes someone, shouldn’t she just say it out loud?

If you don't say it now, you won't have the chance later.

Lin Xuelan had anticipated that she would be in danger of death in the execution ground the day after tomorrow, but she had to do it, so she planned to give her body to "Mo Yu" before she died, as a way of repaying him for saving her life.

"Ms. Lin, what do you want to achieve by saying all this suddenly?" Lin Xuelan's words made Chen Mo confused.

Being stared at by Chen Mo, the blush on Lin Xuelan's pretty face also deepened quietly. She lowered her head and gently grasped the hem of her skirt with her jade hands. After a moment, she raised her head and looked into Chen Mo's eyes, and said softly:

"Mr. Mo, I am serious. You are the only man Xue Lan loves in her life. Although what I am saying now may make you feel that I am asking something of you, but..."

Lin Xuelan shook her head fiercely and said seriously: "Mr. Mo, this is the most real feeling in Xuelan's heart, without any purpose. I just want to tell you that I like you."

"..."

"Ms. Lin, isn't this a bit sudden?" Chen Mo felt a little unnatural. He said, "I think you should think about it seriously. In my opinion, you don't really like me, but are just grateful to me, which makes you mistakenly think that you like me, etc."

"No." Before Chen Mo finished speaking, Lin Xuelan suddenly interrupted him with an anxious blush on her face. She felt that she could not allow her feelings to be misunderstood by the other party. She stepped forward and grabbed Chen Mo's hand, holding it with both hands on her heart, and said: "Mr. Mo, if you don't believe it, you can feel it. Xuelan's heart beats for you."

Chen Mo: "..."

It really jumps fast.

"Ms. Lin, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to say, just tell me. I will definitely help if I can." Chen Mo coughed lightly.

"Mr. Mo, is it because Xue Lan troubled you too much that you hate me?"

"No, Miss Lin, don't think too much."

"As long as Mr. Mo doesn't hate it, that's enough."

As she spoke, Lin Xuelan let go of Chen Mo's hand, pushed Chen Mo's shoulders with both hands, and then pressed her whole body on him.

She really didn't know anything and just bit Chen Mo's face.

Chen Mo, who had just finished practicing a few sets of Vajra Kung Fu, was in his prime and hadn't released any energy for a long time. After being treated like this by Lin Xuelan, he immediately became angry.

Lin Xuelan's face flushed. Although she was still a novice in this area, it didn't mean she didn't understand anything. She also understood what this was.

There was some joy in Lin Xuelan's eyes. At least now it seemed that Mr. Mo really didn't hate her.

"Mr. Mo, you don't have to endure it. I won't tell Miss Lan," said Lin Xuelan.

Nalan Yiren's alias is Miss Lan.

Because Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren were in the same carriage some time ago, Lin Xuelan thought that they were a couple.

As she spoke, Lin Xuelan finally kissed Chen Mo's lips this time.

This was also Lin Xuelan's first kiss.

Maybe it was because of her heart that Lin Xuelan felt that it was just like what was said in the book: liking someone is sweet.

Just as Lin Xuelan was feeling it carefully, Chen Mo pushed her up a little: "Ms. Lin, think it over carefully. Some things, once done, can't be turned back."

Lin Xuelan said seriously: "Mr. Mo, Xuelan had thought it through very clearly before coming here."

As soon as the voice fell, the next second, Chen Mo, who was pressed under her, suddenly turned over, and the two of them switched positions. Chen Mo looked down at the shy and nervous Lin Xuelan and said, "Woman, you are playing with fire."

In response to this, Lin Xuelan put her arms around Chen Mo's neck.

"Tear."

At this moment, Chen Mo, like a mad beast, directly tore Lin Xuelan's dress. In an instant, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed, revealing a faint fragrance.

Lin Xuelan's pretty face also became hot, and she was a little scared about the change of "Mo Yu".

After all, he was so "gentle and refined" just now, but now he suddenly changed his face.

But she did not resist. Instead, she cooperated awkwardly. The strong masculine aura of the other party spread to her whole body and invaded her mind, making her body weak and her spirit happy.

The kiss from Master Mo was different from her kiss from him. It was wild and greedy, as if he wanted to rob her of everything.

She was like a little white rabbit, entangled by the big bad wolf "Mo Yu", unable to escape.

After a long struggle, the lack of oxygen in her brain made her face flushed, and she felt suffocated and uncomfortable. She put her arms around his neck and began to pat his shoulders.

But her strength was minimal, and looked more like a stimulant.

Fortunately, Chen Mo let her go.

"How does it feel?" Chen Mo supported himself with one hand and pinched Lin Xuelan's white chin with the other hand, jokingly.

Her lips were very pale in color, and all the lip balm on them had just been eaten away by Chen Mo.

Lin Xuelan lowered her head slightly, the light in the room shining on her pretty face, as if it was burning hot. She didn't know that Chen Mo was joking, and simply replied, "Very beautiful."

"..."

"There will be something even more beautiful next." Chen Mo lowered his head again and kissed her cherry lips.

This time, he did not stay on her lips for too long, and gradually moved down.

soon.

In the quiet room, the woman let out a moan, and a faint fragrance flowed. Lin Xuelan held Chen Mo's head, biting her cherry lips tightly, her face rosy and charming.

After a stick of incense.

"Xue Lan, can I call you like this from now on?" Chen Mo looked up at Lin Xue Lan.

"Hmm." Lin Xuelan's voice was as soft as a mosquito. What happened just now made her embarrassed to look at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo held her hands, interlocked their fingers, and then whispered something in her ear.

Hearing this, Lin Xuelan's breathing suddenly quickened. She held Chen Mo's hand tightly, then hummed softly and closed her eyes.

...

Outside the house, when Yuzhu arrived, she could only hear the creaking of old furniture and a low moan that sounded like crying or wailing.

Yuzhu thought the young lady was being bullied and was about to break in, but she was worried that her behavior was a bit rash, so she went to the window, raised her hand and touched her lips with her finger, then poked a hole in the window paper, leaned forward, and looked inside.

(End of this chapter)