Master Fu Xuan also wants to kill me today!

So Fu Xuan carried Jing Qing all the way back to the Hall of Purity without any hindrance.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Kafka leaning against the door, seemingly waiting for them, because when she saw Jing Qing and Fu Xuan, she wanted to pay attention to where they had gone.

As a result, when she turned around, she was stunned, and then subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

"Uh..." Kafka tried to make herself understand the matter, she said: "So are you two playing some kind of game?"

"That's right." Jing Qing nodded.

Fu Xuan said to him: "Get down quickly!"

After being pulled by Jing Qing, she could be said to be in a bad mood, and her attitude also became bad.

If Jingqing doesn't hurry up and come down, why are he waiting for her to invite him down in person?

Jing Qing didn't take it seriously after being driven down by Fu Xuan. After all, he had taken advantage, so it didn't matter anymore.

He was just thinking about one thing. Riding on Master Fu Xuan's neck, how should I put it, he felt very insecure.

Don't forget, this person drank a lot of wine at the welcome party just now. It can be said that her steps were sloppy, and she still had a strong impulse in her heart, which was the impulse to die with him.

So if Jing Qing hadn't comforted her along the way, she might have jumped out of the guardrail with Jing Qing at some point.

Forget it, Fu Xuan's body is small and it can be said that he is not comfortable.

Although Jingqing didn't mean that at all, he always felt that if he wanted to find a mount, he would have to find something more comfortable.

So much so that Jingqing remembered a question he had read online a long time ago.

'Why didn't any gods capture Monkey Sun as a mount? '

Jingqing thought maybe he understood.

After standing firm, Jingqing looked at Kafka and asked, "Are you waiting for us?"

Kafka nodded and said helplessly: "After all, you suddenly disappeared. When the hall master came back with Silver Wolf and Miss Jingliu, he was all confused."

Then she looked at the two of them and asked, "So what are you doing?"

After all, both of them were wearing black hoods at the moment, and those who didn't know thought they were gangsters who had robbed some chamber of commerce.

"Well." Jing Qing explained: "I happened to meet Tingyun, so I went to chat with her for a while."

But at this time, Fu Xuan was a little impatient with waiting, and she said: "Okay, how long do we have to talk, I'm tired!"

With that said, she grabbed Jing Qing's collar and dragged him inside.

Jing Qing showed a helpless smile to Kafka.

After that, Fu Xuan dragged her all the way into her room. Jing Qing thought that she would have to spend the night here again tonight.

"I'm tired!" Fu Xuan pulled off his hood and looked at Jing Qing and said.

"Hmm..." Jing Qing was silent for a while after hearing this, then hesitantly said: "Then take a bath and rest?"

"No." Fu Xuan shook his head, "Before that, let's get a massage."

"Guessing?" Jing Qing asked.

"Guess what?" Fu Xuan glared at Jing Qing: "I'm tired, you still want me to give you a massage!?"

"It's you!" Fu Xuan pointed at Jing Qing, then pointed at himself: "Do you have any objections to giving me a massage?"

"No." Jing Qing shook his head. It could be said that he had no opinion at all. He even lowered his head very humbly: "I am happy to serve you."

Seeing that Jing Qing was so practical, Fu Xuan couldn't help but nodded. Then she walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and flopped down on the bed. She raised her chin to signal Jing Qing to hurry up.

So Jingqing didn't hesitate, walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and got into bed soon after.

But it was a little different from what Fu Xuan expected, because Jing Qing stepped on Fu Xuan's back with one foot, and followed closely with the other foot as if to step on it.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Fu Xuan noticed it and immediately stopped him.

Then she turned to look at Jing Qing with a horrified look on her face: "What do you want to do!?"

"I'll give you a step on your back." Jing Qing said matter-of-factly.

"Ah?" Fu Xuan was confused: "Can this be considered a massage?"

"Of course, forget it." Jing Qing nodded and continued, "How about you give it a try?"

"I don't want it!" Fu Xuan felt that Jing Qing was just perfunctory. If stepping on his back was considered a massage, then she could give Jing Qing a service once. She wouldn't give up until she stepped on this bastard to death.

However, after thinking that Jing Qing might be happy because of this, Fu Xuan immediately gave up the idea. After all, she didn't want to reward Jing Qing.

Fu Xuan said to Jing Qing seriously: "Don't mess around with me. Give me a regular massage. Don't say you don't know how."

"Are you sure?" Jing Qing confirmed.

He just said it casually, but looking at Jing Qing's appearance, could it be said that he really knows how to do it?

But Fu Xuan then thought about it, it was just a massage, how could it be so difficult, so she nodded seriously: "I'm sure!"

"Then what kind of massage do you want?" Jing Qing asked again.

Still divided into levels?She did it in a decent way, Fu Xuan sneered in his heart, this time she planned to give Jing Qing a hard time, and she had to act as a difficult woman. This guy didn't want to satisfy herself, she had to torment him hard. Not once.

So Fu Xuan said decisively: "Then give me the highest level of massage."

"Okay, then just bear with it," Jing Qing said.

"Ah?" Fu Xuan was stunned when he heard this.

Chapter 176: Jingqing’s service

The first thing Jingqing saw was Master Fu Xuan's beautiful back.

It can be said that her skin is like cream, with a special sense of beauty. Faced with this beautiful background, Jing Qing only has two thoughts.

The first thought is that it would be a shame not to do cupping.

The second thought was more direct, I wanted to lick it.

Of course, why cupping is my first thought is because I haven’t tried it yet.

At this time, Fu Xuan once again urged him to hurry up. Only then did Jing Qing come to his senses and decide to take action.

Since Lord Fu Xuan wanted to give her the highest standard of massage, Jing Qing would naturally do his best to make her feel good.

Fu Xuan, who was lying on the bed, rested his cheek on the pillow, closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy.

As a result, the moment Jing Qing touched her, her eyes suddenly opened.

After Kafka locked the door of the Hall of the Past, he prepared to go back to his room. This period of time was too leisurely for the star core hunters who were busy with tasks in the past, and it was considered a rare rest time.

After all, her mind was still tense during her rest days, waiting for the tasks that Elio might send at any time. Although she was very good at tasks, that was due to her own outstanding strength. To be honest, the difficulty of each task was beyond comparison. Considered low.

But since arriving here, her vision for the future has been interrupted, so Kafka has been completely relaxed for the time being.

Kafka was about to go back to her room to relax. Because a giant force like Luofu Xianzhou had highly civilized facilities, she could buy most of the things she wanted through the Yuzhao Network.

For example, she spent a huge amount of money to buy a super massage chair, which just arrived today.

Mainly because Kafka placed the order after seeing the advertisement. The advertisement said, "Only 998, it will make you so happy that you can't breathe." '

Although it was indeed expensive, Kafka felt that if the advertisement was false, she would have to sue the merchant into bankruptcy.

After all, Kafka is short of money now. Although she does have a lot of money in her pocket, she still owes Jingqing a lot of money.

Of course, Kafka also knew that the so-called debt Jing Qing said was just an excuse to keep her at that time, and she did not necessarily need to pay it back.

But Kafka felt that she still had to prepare for a rainy day. If something unexpected happened, she could throw billions of savings cards in Jing Qing's face and tell him that I quit!

That kind of scene must be very exciting.

While Kafka was imagining strange scenes, she returned to the second floor. Just when she passed Fu Xuan's door, at this moment, a burst of screams belonging to Fu Xuan suddenly broke out from Fu Xuan's room.

"Pain Pain!!!"

What should I say about this voice? It was extremely sad and full of despair.

Kafka was shocked when she heard this, and she also had two thoughts in her mind.

My first thought was, 'These two are still playing so well, will Mr. Jing stop hitting her?"

Another thought is, 'The soundproofing effect of this crappy place is still so bad. Why don't we find someone to renovate it?' "

Because this kind of small scene can be said to be commonplace, Kafka didn't pay attention to it for the first time and prepared to go back to his room.

But at this moment, Fu Xuan's cry for help came from the room.

"Help! Kafka, come help me!"

Kafka was startled again when she heard this, thinking that Lord Taibu quite trusted her. After all, the person who usually calls for help is someone he trusts in his heart.

There were not many people in the Hall of Rebirth, but he called her who happened to be outside the door.

Kafka felt that this was simply an affirmation, so at this moment, she suddenly got up and walked over and opened Fu Xuan's door.

"Master Fu Xuan, are you okay!?" Kafka asked.

Then after she saw the scene in the room clearly, she suddenly froze and said "uh".

"What are you playing at?" Kafka asked.

At first she had accepted the fact that Jing Qing was abusing Fu Xuan, but that seemed to be exactly what happened.

Jing Qing put his elbow on Fu Xuan's back, pressing up with his whole weight. It seemed like nothing, but Fu Xuan screamed like a pig was being killed, and tears filled his eyes.

And what should I say? Kafka always felt empty in his heart. He always felt that this scene was different from what he had imagined, and he was very disappointed.

When Fu Xuan saw Kafka who suddenly broke in, he shouted quickly as if he had seen a savior.

"Kafka, help me!"

The voice almost sounded like crying.

Although Kafka heard Fu Xuan's eagerness, she still couldn't help but want to ask: "Is it really that painful?"

"The pain may be a little painful, but it will definitely be very comfortable afterwards. After all, my massage skills are pretty good." Jing Qing explained.

It was a massage. The corners of Kafka's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and she thought to herself that she should just leave it alone.

But at this moment, Jing Qing turned to look at her, and while changing his movements, he said to her: "You came just in time, why don't you also experience it?"

Kafka immediately shuddered when he heard this. He saw Jing Qing standing in front of Fu Xuan, one foot on Fu Xuan's lower back, and then he grabbed Fu Xuan's ankles with both hands and pulled her legs up.

Kafka almost broke out in a cold sweat when she saw Fu Xuan's body twisting to a terrifying degree.

Let's not talk about whether he feels good or not afterward, but looking at Fu Xuan's appearance now, he knows that the pain is really painful.

So Kafka shook his head repeatedly and declined: "No, no, how dare I bother you."

Jing Qing didn't care about this, and said to her: "It's okay, you're welcome, I just have itchy hands, it doesn't matter if you have one more."

But Kafka still shook her head firmly, and she felt that she might not be able to leave if she continued to stay here, so she hurriedly left, turned around and left in the face of Fu Xuan's eyes asking for help.

"Don't leave!" Fu Xuan stretched out a hand to try to stay, but unfortunately it had no effect at all.

Sorry, I can't help you.

Kafka was still apologizing softly in her heart when she walked out of the room.

Kafka was still able to clearly distinguish the situation at the critical moment. This is the so-called dead Taoist friend but not the poor Taoist.

Fu Xuan felt despair in his heart when he saw the door closed.

Because the massage brought about an unbearable feeling that ordinary people could not bear, and it hit the depths of his soul, Fu Xuan slapped the mattress hard with both hands, and his wails continued.

But soon she ran out of hands, because Jing Qing changed her position again, sitting on Fu Xuan's butt, then grabbed Fu Xuan's arms with both hands and pulled her body upwards.

"Hiss..." Fu Xuan suddenly took a breath and said repeatedly: "It's going to break, it's going to break!"

At this moment, Fu Xuan's ability to predict the future seemed to have returned, and she foresaw a future in which she would enter the Alchemy Division again.

But Fu Xuan was obviously overthinking it. After all, when Jing Qing cheated on her, it was all a tragedy caused without thinking. Now that Jing Qing was massaging her seriously, how could he break her waist just by massaging her?

After a set of procedures was completed, Fu Xuan lay on his back on the bed and panted hard, with cold sweat even breaking out on his forehead. His pink hair was stuck to his cheeks, and he looked like he had a charming feeling after a strenuous exercise.

Jing Qing knelt down and looked at Fu Xuan and asked, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Fu Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief. She found that she had to admit that after Jing Qing's torture-like massage, her body felt much better than before. It could be said that her whole body felt relaxed.

So Fu Xuan glanced at Jing Qing resentfully, and then subconsciously prepared to nod.

But at this moment, Fu Xuan suddenly stopped again. She suddenly realized that she had let him massage just to embarrass Jing Qing. If she was satisfied with it, wouldn't it be an advantage for him?