Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken

What Mu Qinglan thought in her heart was to take a look, and she had to take a look. If she didn't look, she would be sorry that she was just in time for Huo Jue to take a bath!

But in fact, she was still **** by herself. The more she struggled in her heart, the more disobedient the vines seemed, and they entangled her more and more closely.

Like a snake ball entangled in estrus, she twisted outside for a long time, but she couldn't struggle out of the tree vines, gnashing her teeth and even using her mouth.

If it weren't for the vines being controlled by her own emotions, she was competing with herself, and she seemed to have met some powerful enemy.

There seemed to be two selves in her heart, one was roaring: "I want to see, I want to see, I not only want to see, I also want to get in! Wrap me up!"

But the other one is saying: "Huo Lang Guangfeng Jiyue has a noble character, if Huo Lang finds out about such dirty deeds, he will never talk to you in his life!"

While Mu Qinglan was still struggling with herself, Huo Jue was scrubbing herself quickly in the room.

He was supposed to take bubbles every day, but today he felt extremely uncomfortable, so he wanted to wash it off quickly. There was a lot of pain in the Lingfu, his complexion was flushed red by the bath water, and his dark eyes, which were not covered by white gauze, looked extraordinarily tired.

He sat in the curling hot air with his back to the window, his thick black long hair scattered all over his shoulders, and the criss-crossed hair covered his thin but broad back, and the water stains spread and entangled.

Like a big spider web, it can bind people's hearts into a cocoon.

It's a pity that Mu Qinglan is cocooning herself outside, so she has no chance to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, and she is driving herself crazy.

When she finally tossed a hand out of the vine, stuffed it into her mouth and licked it, and when she was about to poke the paper on the window, she heard the sound of water.

Huo Jue seems... finished washing.

How can a man be so fast!

Mu Qinglan's hand that was about to touch the window froze immediately.

But Huo Jue's lower body couldn't support the weight of his body, so it wouldn't look good when he got out of the tub. He wouldn't even stay in the room with his disciples to help, so he must be doing no evil now.

Mu Qinglan had no choice but to withdraw her hand unwillingly, and sighed deeply, not knowing whether it was regret or relief.

The tree vines on the three inner and outer layers of the body also fell down, and they retracted docilely to the ground, even Mu Qinglan's shoulders collapsed.

She listened to Huo Jue wiping himself with a cloth towel in the room, as well as the slight sound of dressing and moving the wheelchair, imagining how he pursed his lips with difficulty and stubbornly to endure the pain, and she began to feel distressed again.

How high-spirited her Xianjun was, he was known as the first sword successor of Tianyuan, even if he had never moved four gates with a single sword, he was still a top-notch young leader among sword cultivators. The weight of his sword is thirteen hundred catties that ordinary monks can't afford, but now it is so difficult to even take care of himself.

How could she only want to bully him and take advantage of him at this moment!

Although she came from her own mood...

Mu Qinglan felt distressed outside for less than a stick of incense, and Huo Jue finally finished all the troubles on her own.

At that time, Huo Jue had just been lying on the bed, and his hair was still wet with moisture.

He couldn't use his spiritual power to dry it, and he couldn't wring it out with a cloth towel, so he fell asleep like this.

Finally, he lay there, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a rustling sound.

Huo Jue froze, before the alert spread all over his body, he was tightly bound on the bed.

The binding method this time is different from the last time. Last time, his limbs were imprisoned separately and opened and closed. This time... it was tied too tightly. Fuji hugged hard.

Except for the head, the whole body could not move at all.

Then a strong aroma of plants and trees diffused in the room, and Huo Jue's tense body relaxed a little unconsciously.

Maybe it's because the owner of this fragrant grass and trees didn't hurt him a few times before, and Huo Jue didn't even know that he had lost his sense of awe.

This time he tried to talk to whoever was manipulating the vine before it was even strangled in his mouth.

"What is your Excellency? What is your purpose, you might as well just say it."

Huo Jue had thought about it many times. If the other party was really a cocoon soul cultivator with bad intentions, he would never hide his head and show his tail like this.

But if it is a monster, Huo Jue has never seen a monster that exudes such pure spiritual power.

When occupying Qu Shuang's body, he didn't hurt Qu Shuang. On the day he was traumatized by his formation, Huo Jue also knew that it was not because of his exquisite formation, but because the other party threw himself into the trap.

It seemed that in order to dispel his hostility, the other party didn't care about being injured at all, and the juice he was fed twice was indeed a good medicine for Huo Jue Lingfu to delay the collapse and even maintain the status quo.

Huo Jue used to be extremely disgusted with monsters, but that was because all the monsters he met did harm to others.

The other party has such pure spiritual power, and has a clearer aura than ordinary monks. At least Huo Jue can confirm that even if the monster who approached him repeatedly is really a monster, he has not harmed anyone, and there is even a monster who intends to help him .

Huo Jue thought over and over again, and decided to ask clearly.

It's a pity that he asked, but Mu Qinglan couldn't answer him.

Although she really wanted to get close to Huo Jue and felt sorry for him, she definitely didn't use this form. She quickly and mercilessly blocked Huo Jue's mouth with vines and gave him the juice.

After covering her with the quilt, she even wiped off the green juice from the corner of Huo Jue's mouth that she couldn't suck, and took the opportunity to manipulate the vine to rub against his face affectionately, before she rustled away.

But after letting go of Huo Jue, Mu Qinglan hesitated again and again, unwilling to let him sleep with wet hair, so she performed a cleaning technique on him, and even brought Huo Jue on the bed.

Under the cold white light of the ever-burning lamp, Huo Jue curled up his fingers slightly, blinked his unfocused eyes, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Cleansing again.

He added: "Why don't you embody yourself? No matter what you want to do, we can discuss it."

Mu Qinglan said in her heart that she appeared, she appeared! You even touched it with your own hands today!

Huo Jue sat on the bed, hearing the rustling of vines disappear quickly, and the room returned to calm.

He stretched out his hand and touched his Lingfu, which was warm and comfortable because he drank the unknown juice. This time, he didn't frown, but rubbed his abdomen, and lay down slowly.

His gray eyes turned to the direction of the window, and he couldn't see anything, which was actually a terrible feeling.

Huo Jue has never told anyone that being blind is not because of the darkness in front of your eyes, but...you can't feel the existence of your own eyes at all.

He used to be not a worrying and thoughtful person, but suddenly there was a great change, the burden of tens of thousands of catties was on his shoulders, and he lost his father, and he became what he is now.

Huo Jue thought about everything during the day, and then thought of the unknown object that appeared and left silently just now.

At least so far, the other party didn't really hurt him, and even helped him. Not to mention the act of looking for magic artifacts, Huo Jue couldn't keep or fight, and could only respond to changes with the same.

Huo Jue didn't know that the unknown object was now sticking to the other side of the bed under him. If he knew, he would probably be quite frightened.

Mu Qinglan knew that she couldn't scare him anymore, so she just clinged contentedly, feeling his breathing, listening to him calm down and falling asleep.

Then before Huo Jue woke up at dawn, he returned to his Sushuang Pavilion.

She was "grounded" by Huo Jue, and the entire Sushuang Pavilion was grounded.

Mu Qinglan begged the gatekeeper disciples outside Sushuang Pavilion for a while in the morning, asking them to help her find Huo Jue to intercede.

Of course it was useless, that **** Qu Shuang sent his disciple back.

Mu Qinglan acted anxious, but in fact she was pretending to show Ye Luo and the others. She went back to the room "suffocated" and put down the bed curtain to lie down, but quietly went to the dining hall.

She occupied the canteen lady's body, and made a small stove for Huo Jue, a few refreshing small vegetables, soft rotten rice porridge with minced meat, and some omelets.

When Qu Shuang brought back Huo Jue's breakfast, Huo Jue was drawing a sign in good spirits.

He sat behind the desk, his back as straight as a cedar, wearing a robe of pure white gold runes, if it wasn't for the white gauze covering his eyes, it would be impossible to tell that his spiritual palace was broken and his eyes were blind.

When Qu Shuang saw that the head master was so energetic, his heart moved. Thinking about the past and now, he savored it all by himself, and then calmed down.

Said: "Young master, let's paint after breakfast."

Qu Shuang saw a pile of discarded talisman seals in Huo Jue's hand, and his eyes seemed to have been stabbed. He used to be the master of all the disciples' subjects, and all of them were the best, and all of them were admired by his disciples. end.

But now...

"Put it there." Huo Jue didn't know what kind of complicated and pitiful eyes Qu Shuang was looking at him with, and his tone was relaxed.

Qu Shuang originally wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, she said, "The spirit bird that urges Senior Sister has been sent out."

"En." Huo Jue responded lightly.

Qu Shuang frowned and hesitated for a moment, then said: "That Mu Qinglan asked his disciples to look for him again this morning, and said he wanted to see you, but I stopped him."

"Young sect master, the servant girl beside her bribed my inner sect disciple of Tianyuan Sword Sect. Her intentions were wrong, and the whole group is not very safe. Why don't they all be thrown into the cold prison!"

Huo Jue fumbled for the edge of the small talisman, writing steadily, and slowly replied: "No, we can't tear ourselves apart with the Mu family now."

"And if I'm not wrong, if they dare to act like this, the Mu family should send someone here."

Qu Shuang was dissatisfied, seeing that Huo Jue stopped writing, he didn't say anything, but quickly took all the things away, and set breakfast for Huo Jue.

Huo Jue picked up the rice porridge and took a sip. Before he could swallow it, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Then he said immediately: "Go to the dining hall and bring over the person who cooked the porridge this morning, hurry up!"

Qu Shuang didn't know why, but the obedience to Huo Jue engraved in his bones made him go out immediately.

Huo Jue touched the plate, took a bite of the side dish, and was sure that he had tasted it before.

Just when Qu Shuang's body was occupied.

Since the other party is unwilling to show his body, Huo Jue doesn't mind chatting with the other party through the mouth of the canteen lady.

But when someone brought it, he only asked one sentence and was disappointed.

"Can you make salty and sweet pancakes?" Huo Jue asked.

"Ah? Salty and sweet cakes...Who shall I make for my old lady?" Isn't salty and sweet cakes for mother-in-law?

The young master is teasing an old woman of her age?

The aunt is really old, she is sixty-seven years old. Her husband and children died in the village of the mozu in the early years. She was lonely and alone. Even the house was destroyed, and she was brought back by Huo Jue.

It can be said that she has not been conscientious and slack at all in the past few years in the mountains. She has not improved her cooking skills for decades. Everything in her hands tastes like pig food.

Fortunately, no one cares about this in Beisong Mountain, and she is also living comfortably on the mountain.

She knows exactly who she relies on to stay in this blessed land in the fairy mountain, and she is very considerate to Huo Jue, "If the young master wants to eat, I can try to make it... I did it when my dead ghost was still alive , but I haven't made it for so many years, I'm afraid it won't taste good..."

Huo Jue shook his head, "No need, you go down."

The aunt was taken away, and Huo Jue didn't explain anything to Qu Shuang, but he ate those things with a good appetite, and there was not even a piece of omelette left.

Then at night, he was **** and fed juice again.

It was like this for several days.

The three meals a day are exquisite, and there are exclusive "extra meals" in the evening.

During the period, Huo Jue tried to communicate with Mu Qinglan countless times, and said that her cooking was delicious, and Mu Qinglan's snot bubbles were about to come out, and he changed his tricks every day to make delicious food for Huo Jue, but he didn't dare to talk to him .

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August, and it was already late autumn in the mortal world. Although Cedar Mountain was blocked by a large array, it was still adjacent to the snowfield for thousands of miles, and Beisong Mountain was already in deep winter.

On the first day of September, the moon was very bright at night.

Huo Jue had only received the news that the Mu family would arrive at Beisong Mountain in two days during the day, and had already figured out how to "dispose" of Mu Qinglan, and how to make the Mu family return without success, so that the Mu family could no longer face it publicly. Nails the North Pine Hill lookout.

Huo Jue was in a good mood, the moonlight was dim in the room, the ever-burning lamp was extinguished by Huo Jue, Qu Shuang insisted on lighting the lamp for him every day, why bother, he is blind now.

After these few days of Huo Jue's unremitting unilateral communication with Mu Qinglan, Huo Jue's food is ready, and the disciples in the entire Beisong Mountain who have not been able to eat the valley have lived a life like a human, and they don't need to eat pig food. It's like Mu Qinglan loves the house and the crow.

However, the biggest change between the two of them was that when she came to "extra meal" every night, at Huo Jue's request, she no longer had to tie him up.

Huo Jue had already confirmed that the unknown juice was good for his spiritual residence, and he couldn't refuse it anyway, so he took the initiative to drink it.

It's just... this initiative is really a bit unsightly.

Because of the array, Huo Jue's room was extremely quiet, so the sounds of swallowing and sucking were especially clear.

On the bed, a man in a middle-clothes and with black hair loose, propping up the bed board with one hand, holding a vine in mid-air with the other hand, tilting his head slightly, is slowly sucking the green slurry flowing from the vine.

The sound of swallowing was endless, Mu Qinglan turned into a human form in a trance, and sat quietly beside Huo Jue's bed, watching Huo Jue sucking the vines she controlled like a baby, her face was so red that she wanted to explode on the spot .

However, Huo Jue still had a simple face, and while his Adam's apple was rolling, the inner palace was soothed by the pure spiritual power, and he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh from his throat.

Mu Qinglan: "..."

She stared at Huo Jue with faint green light in her eyes, and reasonably suspected that Huo Jue was seducing her.

She has proof!