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Chapter 17

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    "Is there any difference between don't mind and don't care?" Mozun quickly adapted to his new identity.

    The system didn't answer, it didn't know why it asked such words.

    But I heard the host say: "I am not important in the world plot, but I still want to live my life. I can indeed go to see Ban Rou immediately to prevent the tragedy in her life, but what good is that for me?"

    "The benefit, of course the benefit is"

    "Is a woman's first time so important?" The host's shocking words almost caused the system to crash.  He said: "Ban Rou ruined her entire life because of that one time, she cared too much and lost the courage to live. Her heart knot is not being cheated by a scumbag, but her body and mind. Here is the heart knot, how can I stop it?  "

    "Host, don't you want the task to be easier, and take advantage of Panrou's physical and mental injuries?"

    Demon Venerable didn't answer, just said: "It will be fine if the task is completed."

    The person entrusting this task is naturally the original master Mozun. His wish is simple, to protect all disciples!  The master is a good master, but the disciples all have their own little ideas.  As a patriarch, what to do is not to restrain but to learn to let go appropriately, and let them gain a foothold as much as possible within his controllable range, but right now is not the best time, it is serious to retreat and practice first.

    With the blessing of the original plot in memory, it is not a problem to rise to a level in half a year.

    When the demon king left the customs, he was just catching up with the disciples who came to see him.  Seeing Master's figure, they were pleasantly surprised by Master's early exit, but worried at the same time.

    "Master is done?" the disciples asked.

    "En." The Mozun stretched out his hand to demonstrate, and there were red sparks rolling in the black mist wrapped in the palm of his hand.

    All the disciples rejoiced, and only later remembered the little junior sister who had been seriously injured.

    The Mozun rushed to Banrou's residence in a panic. It was also a cave, which was about the same size as him, but it was softer here. The snake king grass coiled on the rock wall was decorated with heavy veils, which was very warm and comfortable.  cute.

    On the stone couch, the female disciple dressed in blue cloth was pale, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was still wet.  Her eyes were closed tightly, dense sweat dripped from her forehead, her body was trembling uncontrollably, and she was covering her stomach with her hands, obviously suffering from great pain.

    "Jiuhua Pill!" Mozun stretched out his hand to his disciples.

    Putting a Jiuhua Dan into his palm, Mozun stretched out his hand and opened the female disciple's mouth, crushed the pill on top and stuffed it into her mouth, then poured water into it.

    However, the woman choked out a mouthful of blood at this moment. She didn't know if the pill was sent in, even if it was sent in, it was not much.

    "Take a few more!" Mozun stretched out his hand, he was no longer pretentious, took the pill and fed four pills mouth to mouth, then pulled her up, and crossed his legs to heal with her.

    "Master, it's better to let the disciples come!" The disciples scrambled to be the first, "Master has just left the customs, so he should have a good rest."

    "No need!" Mozun said: "In the Hongyan hot spring water, put ten packs of herbal medicine for strengthening the body and bones, and I will take Rou'er there for the teacher later!"

    "Yes!" The disciples retreated, leaving only the master and apprentice.

    After a round of exercise, Jiuhua Dan took effect, and Ban Rou no longer vomited blood, nor did he twitch anymore.  Mozun didn't put him on the bed, but took him directly to Hongyan Hot Spring.

    All the disciples guarded here, Mozun said: "Go outside and guard, no one is allowed to come in."

    "Master, this is inappropriate, it is better for the disciples"

    "You want to say that Master is old and disrespectful?"

    The male disciple who spoke raised his head and glanced at Master's tender face. With such a face, his skill is profound and his lifespan is unknown. Who dares to say that he is old, and he is younger and more delicate than these disciples.

    "Disciples dare not!" All the disciples retreated one after another.

    The Hongyan hot spring pool, because the rocks at the bottom of the pool are all red, looks like a "blood pool". They did call it a blood pool in Xiuxianmen.  At this time, the water in the pool is gray and dark, which is because a lot of herbs have been put in.

    The Mozun didn't have any charming thoughts, and quickly tore off the female disciple's clothes.  Feeling the coolness on the rock wall, the female disciple opened her eyes.  She was a little happy when she saw Master's gorgeous face.

    "I am so happy to see Master before I die."

    "With Master here, you will not die." The female disciple woke up, and as the Master undressed, his subordinates were inevitably a little nervous.  What if this person can't stand the stimulation and drives himself to death?

    The more nervous the more chaotic, the straps on the obscene clothes were pulled in the wrong direction, and they were accidentally tightened.  Now it's impossible to take it off quietly, so I can only bite the bullet and put it on.

    No matter how dull the female disciple is, she still knows the current situation. She is a little ashamed and annoyed, but these are all related to the situation.Master has nothing to do.  She thought of the traces on her body, she had been seen and possessed by another man, and these things were killing her little by little.  She was afraid that these things would stain Master's eyes. She felt that she was so dirty that she hated her so much that she wished she could hit the wall and die.

    Just when she was upset, her obscene clothes were taken off, leaving only a fig leaf.  She noticed that the man close at hand was suffocating, her master is also a mature man!  She knew how beautiful she was, and the scumbag said that she poisoned him was pure nonsense, because he couldn't control himself, couldn't stand the temptation of beauty.

    The master's heart was attracted by the body that he disliked, did the master like it?

    The soft and white arms hooked around the master's neck, and no man could hold back the gluttonous feast that was so close at hand.

    She relied on these to lure her senior brothers and let them serve as stepping stones for the hero's road to immortality like a dish.  I have to say that this is a godly assist for the male lead, but it is too selfish for her seniors.  As a master, she should teach her that it is wishful thinking to cling to a man to avenge herself.

    Hatred should be avenged in person to relieve hatred!

    The man did not kiss the woman in his arms, but fell into the pool with her.  The body that suffered internal injuries immediately felt the pain of being reborn. She was screaming in pain, and every sound was similar to that night, but it was different. She became more and more awake, and the healed internal injuries brought back monstrous  Hate, hate that person's deceit, hate that person's use, hate that person's words, hate his shamelessness!

    "Master" The woman leaned on the handsome master's chest softly and bonelessly.

    "Hmm" The man put his arms around her, and with the other hand he worked on her celestial cap to heal her injuries.

    "Am I beautiful?" The woman smiled at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were cold.  For revenge, she is willing to give anything.

    "Beautiful!" The man's voice was cold and ruthless, "But I heard that the old nun in the monastery has raised the most beautiful woman in the fairy world. I don't know which of you is the best in the world of immortals and demons. I want to go and see as a teacher."

    The demon king who has been troubled for half his life because of his appearance, the guy who would rather wear a mask than disfigure his face, he must be a face controler.  A color control person naturally pays more attention to beautiful things.  His little disciple is naturally beautiful, but his eyes are too bright, his lips are too delicate, his beauty is flamboyant and vulgar, he doesn't look like a good wife and mother in the traditional sense, and his temperament is too confident and lively, not what everyone recognizes  Weak and demure, unable to arouse a man's desire to protect

    This is the description of Banrou in the original plot, and it is also an excuse for most men to abandon this type of girl.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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