Chapter 749

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"Look carefully, sir."

"I don't want-ouch!"

There was a crisp sound, and because of too much force, the teacher actually pinched Nangong Liu's hand bones until they were dislocated. The flashing light in his eyes couldn't be told whether it was anger or unwillingness, but he was almost paranoid: "Didn't you say I'm good-looking just now? What's the matter, just a small wound, and it turned from beautiful to ugly?"

"no……"

"Is it true that if a beauty has even the slightest flaw, she will be disliked by others?" The teacher approached him. "The lingering love in the past will turn into disgust, and the longing in the past will turn into a thorn in the throat."

Nangong Liu finally couldn't help it and cried loudly: "I don't understand, I don't understand! Let me go, I don't want to stay here anymore."

His noise made Shi Mei's already somewhat manic mood darker and darker. There seemed to be dark clouds in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Nangong Liu on the cheek.

He finally let go of Nangong Liu and said coldly: "You trash, get out of here."

After Nangong Liu went away crying, Shi Mo dived back into the depths of the hot spring. The scenery around him was still pleasant, the dragon's blood flowers were blooming, and the air was filled with a light fragrance, but his initial joy had disappeared, and there was only anger in his heart, boundless anger.

He suddenly hammered the water surface, splashing water, and calmness returned.

The ripples dispersed, revealing the gentle reflection again, but with a festered chest.

The teacher's anger suddenly gave rise to confusion and powerlessness. He leaned back to the edge of the pool again, raised his eyelash curtains, and looked at the sky.

"People change."

he muttered.

Just like seeds will germinate, buds will turn green, flowers will bloom from green leaves, flowers will wither and fall, and fallen flowers will be crushed into mud.

Time is invisible and intangible, but everyone is being passed away quietly by it. Some people have their claws sharpened, and some people have their edges worn away.

"Everything will change..."

He tiredly took a cup of water and wiped his face.

Comparing his own past life with this life will tell you, but at what point did he start to go astray and never look back?

After bathing and changing clothes, Shi Mo loosely tied up his black hair in a bun and returned to the Jiaoshan secret room along the fragrant and fragrant path. After standing at the door for a while, he reached out and pushed the door open.

It was already dark at this time, and almost all the lights in the secret room were extinguished, leaving only a solitary fire burning behind the curtain.

Shi Mo entered the room calmly, without making any noise, only bringing in the unique fragrance of soap locust after bathing. But it was this scent that alarmed the man lying deep in the bed curtain.

Ta Xianjun's slow and hoarse voice sounded: "Who?"

The teacher said gloomily: "...me."

There was silence in the tent for a moment, and the sound of clothes turning over came. Taxianjun sneered: "...Master is really elegant. You are awake in the middle of the night, come to my bed and eavesdrop on the corner?...Aren't you hot?"

Shi Mo's face turned even colder: "You should stop it. If you kill him, no one will have any fun."

Ta Xianjun's voice was lazy, with a trace of tiredness in his low voice: "Master, you can rest assured that I don't have any perverted hobbies in bed. I have always been pragmatic, and I don't like gossiping, stinging people with snakes, tying people up, etc." It’s not interesting to play guessing games with your eyes open. You won’t kill anyone.”

"..."

He used his words to talk, stung people with snakes, tied his eyes and played guessing games - no matter how big-hearted he was, he knew who he was talking about.

Shi Mo's heart was boiling with anger, and he stepped forward and opened the curtain with a loud noise. It was like swords clashing, fireworks flying, and Shi Mei's pure and soft face met the handsome face of Ta Xianjun.

"You——!" Before he could finish his words, he paused suddenly.

He originally thought that when Ta Xianjun and Chu Wanning reunited after a long absence, they would be hungry and thirsty and intimate in every possible way.

But what he saw behind the curtains really surprised him.

He saw that Allen Chu was sleeping heavily, his cheeks were hot and red, and he was running a fever. Ta Xianjun, on the other hand, opened his clothes slightly, revealing a large smooth and well-proportioned chest. He held the person in his arms, his face was solemn, and his big hands were touching the hair of the person in his arms. He looked like he was disgusted and would never let go.

The teacher said: "...What are you doing?"

Ta Xianjun looked disdainful: "What do you think I can do?"

"..."

Come on, why bother with a dead man.

Shi Mo closed his eyes and forced himself to suppress his anger, but the small fire in his chest was burning and could not be extinguished for a while. He finally couldn't help but sarcastically retorted: "I didn't expect that Emperor Taxian would be so big." At this age, I still need Master to accompany me when I sleep. I think if it’s not because I’m afraid of the dark, then it’s probably because I want to chat with Master.”

I have to say that Shi Mei's words were very effective. Ta Xianjun immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to push away the unconscious Chu Wanning in his arms, or simply kick him to the bed. Looking at it like this It will probably look very impressive.

But seeing Shi Mo approaching, the last thing he did was to hug the man in his arms tighter, and wave his broad sleeves to cover Chu Wanning's face.

After doing this, Taxianjun raised his eyes gloomily: "What do I have to do with you?"

The teacher gritted his teeth and said, "You should have a certain temper when talking back. Why don't you think about who created you?"

"The Holy Hand of Cold Scales has only one word to intimidate me." Immortal Stepping Master said coldly, "You really have great potential."

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