The second day.

Hot spring cliff.

The mist dissipates and the sun is just right.

The breeze is gentle and the waves are sparkling, and the small hot spring reflects the scene of the sea.

The sprinkled peach petals drifted into the water, half of which were pulled into the water by colorful warm-water fish and eaten, and half fell off the cliff with the flowing water.

A beautiful ending is often miserable.

Xiao Ran never pursues appearance.

He was wearing shorts and laying on a floating fully automatic massage table, enjoying the gentle mountain wind, colorful peach petals and rhythmic massage rhythm in the pool.

Cross your legs and put a glass of freshly squeezed mixed juice next to you to enjoy a rare leisure time.

The massage table is longer for one person, but wider than for one person, and slightly narrower than for two people, which is quite particular.

The bed surface is black all over. Although it is made of imitation leather, it has a very skin-friendly effect and is warm and smooth.

Although the effect of automatic massage is not as good as Bingbing's warm and soft hands, it is better because the massage area is large. Continuous massage will not suddenly appear in some terrifying words.

Master Yinyue left him three days of anti-mingling medicine, three times a day, three pills at a time, which is similar to the way to take cold medicine.

For Xiao Ran, swallowing the big dark core and contaminating the dark poison is no essential difference from catching a cold.

The residual Nether poison in the body was gradually sucked into the sea of ​​Qi by the Nether Nucleus.

His pill wall is becoming increasingly stable, and he steadily seals the underworld power. Unless Xiao Ran releases it manually himself, even a drop of underworld power will never leak out.

It would be bad if you would give birth to a little underworld person with your master in the future.

Although his strength has soared, considering that Xiao Wu may be Senior Brother Gao, Xiao Ran has not practiced or tested his underworld power in the past few days.

But he feels good about himself.

Unless you encounter a cheating contestant like Master, you can basically get a hammer when you encounter an ordinary distracted monk.

A non-combat player like Master Yinyue can definitely punch and whine.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but he always feels that the matter of swallowing the Netherworld Core has gone too smoothly.

Could it be that the master deliberately gave him food?

Perhaps it was because he was too weak to deal with the apostles that he was able to pull out the seedlings and became stronger.

The blackening becomes stronger, and the whitening becomes weaker. This is common sense in all the world of high martial arts.

Isn’t it nice to fight villains with the power of villains?

Xiao Ran can perfectly control the power of blackening. Wouldn't it be nice to pretend to be ****?

For Xiao Ran, it is not difficult to control the power of the Nether Core.

At the beginning, in order to completely release the power of the Nether Core, he was covered in darkness and hardness. After resonating with the power of resonance, he quickly suppressed the Nether Power.

Let the power of the Nether core and the power of the Dragon Vein perfectly merge together, just like the twins of Yin and Yang.

The realm of the entire Qihai has been improved, emitting a strange divine light.

But these days, Xiao Ran pretended to be very injured, in pain, and was lying on the massage table weakly.

Enjoying the service of Bingbing and Chuyan, I was hungry, thirsty, and peeing.

If you are hungry and thirsty, you must feed your mouth.

I want to pee, so I have to help Chuyan step by step.

Ling Zhouyue could only stare at me. The wine in her hand was no longer fragrant and the painting was not good.

The sun shines on the picturesque clear face of the boat and the rippling waves conceal the smooth and jade-like body.

Seeing that the entire pool was occupied by Xiao Ran's massage table, she couldn't swallow this.

Put down the wine pot, cover Fengyun's chest, clear her throat, cough twice, and said with a little majestic:

"I'm a little tired of being a teacher."

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky, enjoying the warm and warm sunbathing, and responded casually:

"Hands hurt, let Bingbing rub you."

Ling Zhouyue held back the fire and said coldly:

"I'm a little sleepy when I'm a teacher."

Xiao Ran continued to look at the sky, patted the mattress and said:

"Then the master comes over and squeezes to sleep together, it's not impossible."

Looking at the massage table, Ling Zhouyue swallowed.

"You get out of bed and go to draw, and you want to see the painting for your teacher."

Xiao Ran said again:

"The New Year is coming soon, I don't have the heart to paint."

Ling Zhouyue's sword eyebrows twitched slightly. After thinking about it, she swallowed her anger:

"I'm a little hungry for my teacher."

Xiao Ran just said:

"Do it yourself to make enough food and clothing."

Ling Zhouyue had no choice but to do it again and acted like a spoiled person:

"I want you to feed me!"

How could Xiao Ran not know what his master wanted and not be fooled by her at all?

He took out a piece of pastry and just reached out to feed him. He deliberately used his strength to enter his palm and sucked the pastry all over, leaving only carbon ash.

"The disciple is covered with ghost poison now. Look, the pastries have turned into ashes."

Ling Zhouyue understood, so she took the wine pot back, drank it all in one go, and said with a little resentment:

"Okay, you're holding a grudge, even if it's your fault."

Xiao Ran used wheat straw as a habit and drank a sip of juice. He continued to look up at the sky and said:

“Master is not wrong.”

Ling Zhouyue stared at Xiao Ran’s massage table and began to reflect seriously.

"You shouldn't be burying you on purpose."

Xiao Ran shook his head. For the cultivator, the damage value of burying people is better than tickling it.

“This is not the point.”

Ling Zhouyue thought about it and said frankly:

"Okay, my teacher shouldn't take the risk of feeding you the Nether Cores."

Xiao Ran Youyou took a sip of the refreshing fresh juice and turned to his side.

Staring at Master's body under the visible conditions without fog.

Only dazzling backlights and shimmering waves are seen.

"No, Master feeds me the Nether Core to help me improve my strength. The Big Nether Core may be very dangerous to others. For me, it is similar to Tiaotiao Candy."

Ling Zhouyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not in vain that she had all her efforts.

"You have a little conscience."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10 filial piety values!]

10. If you want to give me a lot of filial piety?

Xiao Ran had a big plan, was unmoved, and resonated with the spiritual consciousness to prevent dazzlingness, stared at the master and said:

"Disciple is wondering, if my power of the underworld core can absorb Master's sword energy, will I be able to have children with Master and contribute to the Dharma-Ending Age?"

Is your baby apprentice so smart?

Ling Zhouyue was slightly red in her face, and took a sip of wine and pretended to be red.

"Who are you born with? Do you like to be a teacher so much?"

Xiao Ran nodded extremely seriously.

"Well, Master has a big breast and the next generation is well nutritious."

Ling Zhouyue is so old, but I didn’t expect this thing to be an advantage.

Although Xiao Ran's eyes were a little lustful, their advantages were better than their disadvantages.

"If you are having a child, you can't just consider the next generation, but also depend on the wishes of your parents... What about you? Where do you like to be a teacher?"

Xiao Ran thought for a while and said:
To be continued...