Chapter 80

The scourge of the last thousand years is about a big devil like Yan Wu.

Even if Jiang Xingzhi lives and dies many times in this immortal cultivation plane, she will never die.

She still wants to live in her old age...but let's face it, it's rare for her to become a beautiful little fairy daughter, so she doesn't want her teeth to fall out and her hair to fall out.

Even if you want to die, it will be a beautiful death.

Yan Wu's face immediately darkened: "Being taken care of by others and sent to death is not something to be proud of. Our goal should be immortality. This is the most important thing."

Jiang Xingzhi nodded hurriedly: "Master, I was wrong. Don't worry, Master, I will definitely make you immortal!"

His voice was as firm and solemn as an oath.

Yan Wu: ...As long as you are happy.

Yan Wu turned his head and walked into the house, waving at him at the same time: "You can wander around if you want, don't leave this yard, I will refine a elixir for you as a teacher."

It wasn't an important elixir, and it didn't take long for Yan Wu to refine it.

By the time she walked out of the room, it was already the moonlight above the willow trees.

Jiang Xingzhi didn't go back to his room to sleep.

Instead, he sat down on the steps in front of her house and fell asleep.

Yan Wu stood in front of him, leaning slightly and looking at this guy's face.

Jiang Xingzhi's temperament in the dream is basically the other side of himself that Jiang Xingzhi imagined in his heart.

Tsk, I didn't expect that the big villain who was dragged to the sky would one day want to become a silly, white and sweet second pole.

Others are imagining that they are cool, domineering, handsome, and cracking the sky//Sun, Sun, Earth, but this guy does the opposite.

Gee, what a unique hobby.

Yan Wu reached out and hugged him horizontally.

Well, the moon is on the willow branches, and people make appointments after dusk.

The night is dark and windy at the moment, which is a good time to do something meaningful.

Although her movements were gentle, Jiang Xingzhi thought he was guarding the door for his master. He slept lightly and woke up immediately when Yan Wu picked him up.

When he saw himself being held in Yan Wu's arms, he was so frightened that he shouted: "Master!"

Struggling to get to the ground.

"Don't move." Yan Wu said to him, "I will carry you to the bath."

Jiang Xingzhi's face turned red, and the roots of his red ears felt like they were burning.

He was such a big man and was held horizontally in his master's arms, and he didn't even dare to move.

Master's arms are so thin, yet so strong.

He squeezed his arms tightly, wishing he could shrink himself into a cocoon at this moment.

He tried to calm himself down, but the body fragrance of his master enveloped him like invisible threads.

He, he can't breathe.

Master, master is good... master, he will follow master for the rest of his life...

Yan Wu put him into the pool and poured medicine into it.

Not long after, Jiang Xingzhi lost consciousness.

Yan Wu then also took off his clothes and entered the pool.

Take the initiative to get involved with this guy.

To her surprise, although Jiang Xingzhi was unconscious tonight, his behavior was very Meng Lang.

(End of this chapter)

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