Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 179 This is a disease that needs to be cured
Yue Qingmo knew from the beginning that the old man had no good intentions in passing on her "Chaos Returning to Yuan Jue", but she didn't expect that the pit was getting bigger and bigger.

"Cough..." Zhong Lifeng coughed twice in embarrassment, and deliberately changed the topic, "Apprentice, for the sake of this fairy-level skill, do you want to get something to eat for your master?"

The fairy body is there, and there are some things that you can't hide from. Even if you know it's a god pit, you have to close your eyes and jump down.

Yue Qingmo knew that he was joking, but he could only withdraw obediently and let the maid prepare the food and wine before bringing him in.

Li Mo never treated her badly in this regard, there were a total of thirty dishes, all made of spirit vegetables and spirit meat.

As a result, Zhong Lifeng squinted his eyes and immediately shook his head pretendingly, "No, no, no, what I want to eat is not this kind of food for dogs, but a feast made by God of Cooking himself."

There is not enough aura in this space to accommodate him, the body cannot directly enter, only some small things can be taken, Yue Qingmo spent a lot of energy to move all thirty dishes in to honor him, and the result...

She was speechless for a moment, and put all the table into her storage ring without any hesitation, and turned her head away without hesitation, "That's right, old man, how can you eat these things for dogs? You can rest..."

Back in the physical body, I just heard a hysterical roar from the fairy clan, "Hey, hey, Yue Qingmo, you deceive the master and destroy the ancestor..."

Yue Qingmo casually picked up two rotten peaches and threw them in, and slapped the beads vigorously, "I'm dead, I need to burn the paper."

I don't know what connection she has with the fairy bead. With such a light pat, Zhong Lifeng's voice could no longer be heard.

During this period of time, practicing sword was very hard, Yue Qingmo comforted herself with all the food and drink without any guilt, and asked the maid to take a comfortable new clothes to soak in the hot spring after eating.

Elegant incense is burned in the hall, the temperature of the spring water is suitable, and there are a few fresh rose petals floating on the water.

Yue Qingmo leaned comfortably against the wall of the pool, and gradually fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the glazed wine glass in her hand fell into the water with a plop, which startled her.

She woke up suddenly, rubbed her eyes, stood up and wanted to call the maid, but heard a man's voice coming from behind the veil, "Yue Qingmo, you really know how to enjoy it."

Yue Qingmo jumped back into the spring water with a shudder, "You... how did you get in?"

A pair of skeletal hands slowly pushed aside the white veil, and Ye Tianhan stood in the veil with his arms folded, his eyes slowly sweeping across her face, "Can you have this kind of dream in a big prison? Your brain How long?"

She subconsciously covered her chest and gave him a hard look, "You're just dreaming, why did you come in?"

"This seat is naturally worried about your hardship. Now it seems that it is very good."

Yue Qingmo gave him a white look, "Dogs meddle in their own business with mice."

Ye Tianhan suddenly narrowed his eyes and walked slowly to her side, "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said your dog is meddling with mice."

"Huh?" Ye Tianhan put his hand on her shoulder, stroking her bare skin lightly, "Can't I take care of my own woman?"

If we talk about sexual harassment before, then this is simply... obscenity...

Yue Qingmo couldn't help but screamed and hid in the middle of the pool, "Who is your woman? Ye Tianhan, are you sick?"

Ye Tianhan raised his eyebrows, squatted by the pool and looked at her for the rest of his life, "What? You don't want to?"

Yue Qingmo collapsed, frantically picked up a few water flowers and used spiritual power to condense them into ice blades and flew towards him, "You are sick and need to be cured."

(End of this chapter)