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After Mo Chen left, Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu looked at each other in silence for a while. Xuanyuan Moze asked, "Do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Fengjiu narrowed her eyes and smiled. She put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "Let's go into the room and continue."
Hearing this naked invitation, Xuanyuan Moze's eyes darkened again. He looked at her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Okay." As soon as the voice fell, he picked her up sideways, walked towards the room, kicked his foot back and closed the door.
However, just when the two people in the room were in the thick of their love, Ying Yi came outside the courtyard and reported respectfully: "Master, an old man has come to the mansion, and he claims to be the Immortal Lord Zhishui."
When Xuanyuan Moze in the room heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. On the one hand, it was because their current situation was interrupted again, and on the other hand, the person who came was Zhishui Xianjun, his mysterious master.
Seeing the strange look on Xuanyuan Moze's face, Fengjiu pulled up the quilt to cover his naked body and asked, "Zhishuixianjun? Who is he?"
"He was my master who taught me for a while back then." As he spoke, he had already stood up and put on his clothes. When he was tying his belt, his hands paused slightly. He looked at the naked Feng Jiu and said, "You should take a rest first! I'll go over and take a look."
"Yeah." Feng Jiu responded, and after watching him walk out after getting dressed, she turned over, holding her head with one hand and thinking: Is there something else she and he have to go through? What is the obstacle? Did Mo Chen really get it right
Mo Chen is the disciple of Tianji Lao Ren. Could he also be a charlatan? Or a charlatan with some skills
At the same time, Ling Mansion
An old man in gray was sitting in the hall drinking tea. His hair was silver-white, but there was not a single wrinkle on his face. His complexion was ruddy and he looked very healthy. He sat there with a restrained aura, making it impossible to detect his strength and cultivation. It was as if he had merged with the heaven and earth into one, looking very harmonious.
Gray Wolf standing outside looked inside from time to time, wondering what kind of immortal this person Zhishui Xianjun was? Why was he so sure that their master would meet him
In the hall, after taking a few sips of tea, Zhishui Xianjun put down the teacup. It was unknown what he was thinking about, with a thoughtful expression. Until he heard some noise coming from outside, he looked outside.
"Master." Gray Wolf saw his master coming back and hurried forward to greet him: "The old man has been sitting inside for a while. He said he was the Immortal Lord Zhishui."
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Don't be presumptuous, he is my master."
"ah?"
Gray Wolf was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he dared not say anything. He actually called his master's master an old man... Don't let him hear it. But, is this man really his master's master? How come they have never met before
Xuanyuan Moze walked inside, and when his eyes met the old man's, he stepped forward and bowed: "Master." Although he had not spent a long time with this master who had secretly taught him in the past, he still respected him very much in his heart.
After Shisui Xianjun looked him over, he nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Your strength has improved a lot."