Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken

Huo Jue let go of the hands clasped by the two people, and pushed Mu Qinglan's back with the other hand, trying to push Mu Qinglan away so that the distance between the two of them would be widened. .

Who would have expected that Mu Qinglan would have no future, and she would be tired of being with Huo Jue in broad daylight for a long time, not to mention sweating, her legs were really soft like noodles.

The person you like is next to you, teaching you how to draw with gentle words and soft words. Mu Qinglan has only seen this kind of scene in her story books.

Moreover, whenever this kind of scene is described in the scriptures, the place below must be changed by hand, and then the human skin canvas will be changed as the strokes are drawn.

The two of them painted for most of the night, and the writer had to ask her if she had learned anything before the "canvas" fell asleep.

Do you know what it means to explain the profound things in a simple way, and what it means to be intoxicated with ink?

Mu Qinglan didn't want to think about it, but she could control her behavior so that it wouldn't be unbearable to Huo Jue, but she couldn't control her mind.

We are all very old people, think about it, they are always innocent!

She was too excited, too involved.

So when she was pushed by Huo Jue, she rushed to the side, put her hands on the table case, and instinctively wanted to stabilize her figure, but when she fell down, everything on the table was taken away—

The talisman paper was scattered like that celestial girl scattered flowers, and the most important thing was the freshly mixed talisman water, which was as red as blood, all of which were buttoned on Huo Jue's robe.

Mu Qinglan threw herself on the ground and glanced back, Huo Jue's body was like an extremely gorgeous red flower.

He lowered his head and touched the wet and greasy skin on his body, with a dazed expression on his face.

He heard the sound of Mu Qinglan falling to the ground, and even touched his hand that pushed her. He was shocked that he just pushed her casually, and made "people turn their backs".

Could it be that he got better all of a sudden? There is such a powerful force that "destroys the sky and destroys the earth".

Mu Qinglan flung herself on the ground with a very strange expression. She turned her head to look at Huo Jue's face turned towards her, and for a moment forgot what Huo Jue couldn't see. She buried her head in her arms in shame, not wanting to lift it up. I was so ashamed that my brain was buzzing like a swarm of bees.

"Are you okay?" Huo Jue didn't hear Mu Qinglan get up from the ground, and asked in a very puzzled tone, "Did I hurt you?"

Mu Qinglan buzzed, "No."

Huo Jue tilted his head slightly, but he still didn't hear the sound of her getting up. He couldn't see that Mu Qinglan was lying on the ground with her **** pouted like a little pig.

It's just strange that Mu Qinglan is so powerful, how could he be pushed down by him in one go.

"Then why don't you get up?" Huo Jue asked again strangely.

Mu Qinglan still said softly, "The legs are weak."

Huo Jue: "Why?"

He thought of Mu Qinglan sending him spiritual power every day, and wondered if Mu Qinglan was wasting too much.

"Actually, you don't need to send me spiritual power all the time, and my body can't keep it. It's definitely not enough for you to practice too much. The five decays are the five decays, and sooner or later they will decay to the extreme. Why use extravagant spiritual power to maintain them.

Mu Qinglan hated him like a piece of wood!

Standing up with his arms propped up, he performed a cleansing technique on himself.

She was so throbbing that she couldn't stand anymore, why did Huo Jue act like an old monk with asceticism!

With a hint of anger, Mu Qinglan said directly, "It's not that I'm wasting too much, it's that my legs go limp when I touch you, and if you push, I'm sure I'll fall over."

Seeing Huo Jue's snow-sculpted face, Mu Qinglan added, "Whenever you push, I will fall easily. If you don't believe me, let's go to the bedside and try again."

Huo Jue didn't understand at first, so he frowned slightly and asked, "Why? There's nothing on me that can make people..."

No matter how pure his mind is, Huo Jue is still over a hundred years old, and he quickly realized what Mu Qinglan meant.

He opened his mouth slightly, and turned into a marionette on the spot, with no one pulling the invisible strings on his body. He stood there like a statue, with a little bit of skin color, starting from the back of the ear, and spreading the crimson color inch by inch.

In the end, even the fingertips couldn't hide from this vivid "ink coloring".

After Mu Qinglan finished speaking, she was shocked to realize that she had made a slip of the tongue, and felt faintly happy.

What kind of warm water boils the frog, she will only add fuel to the fire.

She licked her lips, probably because the talisman water on Huo Jue's body was too colorful, and Huo Jue's blushing face was too vivid, making Mu Qinglan dizzy, and her courage began to block the sun.

She felt that Huo Jue was like a blooming flower at the moment, only one or two leaves bloomed silently, and one could see how gorgeous it was.

Said to the delirious Huo Jue: "Do you know why my legs are weak? I was just thinking, you hug me, I sit on your lap, we..."

"Shut up." Huo Jue said these three words before she was so red.

His complexion could no longer be seen, and the corners of his eyes were bright red, but his voice was still very cold and deep, with a cold air like broken jade and ice, forcing people to wake up.

Mu Qinglan froze as if thrown into a frozen lake, but quickly sobered up.

It's over, Huo Jue is angry!

Mu Qinglan put her hand to her lips, and gnawed her nails frantically. In the silent and suffocating atmosphere, there was the sound of her gnawing her nails.

She stood not far from Huo Jue, waiting for him to get angry and drive her away.

Every time Huo Jue would just drive her away, Mu Qinglan panicked, annoyed that she couldn't bear it, only reserved and tactful women are likable, always talking nonsense!

Pooh.

She herself despised her own immodestness and lack of restraint.

But it took her less than an hour to pretend that thing was true.

In her cognition, if you like it, you must get it.

Mu Qinglan anxiously began to circle around Huo Jue like a donkey pulling a mill, not daring to say anything, for fear of making Huo Jue even more angry by talking nonsense.

She was like a prisoner waiting for trial. After three and a half weeks around the "prison ground", Huo Jue said again: "I want to change clothes, you go out and let the disciple guarding the door come in."

Mu Qinglan thought that sure enough, she went to the door and called the little disciple into the room, limp like a seedling that had been beaten by Qiushuang.

She stood at the door, knowing that she should go, but she was unwilling.

Hey, it's so hard to love someone.

Just as she was sighing, the two young disciples who were waiting for Huo Jue to change clothes came out.

Mu Qinglan was a little afraid to look at them, fearing that they would pass on Huo Jue's order to tell her to leave.

As a result, one of the young disciples who had crossed Mu Qinglan with a sword before, who was as wary of her as Qu Shuang, said with a complicated expression: "Young master let you in."

Mu Qinglan was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurried into the room, but when she entered the room and saw Huo Jue, who had changed into a disciple's uniform again, and her complexion was even colder due to her plain white body, Mu Qinglan began to feel uneasy again.

It's over.

Huo Jue isn't trying to settle the ledger, is he?

She stood not far from Huo Jue, watching his words and expressions, and she couldn't see any emotions on his face.

However, Huo Jue quickly said, "Go ahead and continue practicing. Be patient. After learning the intermediate attacking talismans, self-protection is easy."

"Ah?" Mu Qinglan looked at Huo Jue in shock.

"You still let me stay here!" Mu Qinglan almost cried with joy, "Huo Lang, you are so kind!"

Huo Jue turned his head, steered the wheelchair to the side of the bed, ignored Mu Qinglan, and stared at the window in a place where the sun was shining.

He was dressed in plain white, with only a faint golden pine pattern on the shoulders of his shirt, and his eyes were covered with white gauze. He looked like a snow **** about to melt into the sun.

But no one knew, and his heart was very melancholy.

He wasn't angry...

Not only Mu Qinglan was shocked, but he himself was also shocked.

In such a short time, he was almost getting used to Meng Lang's words that Mu Qinglan often blurted out.

Probably because the image she first appeared was too horrifying, and every time she got along with her, she often acted horribly, so that now Huo Jue couldn't get angry after hearing her say that she was imagining herself and her.

Mu Qinglan accepted it as soon as she saw it, and didn't dare to ask any more questions, but her heart was beating gongs and drums with joy.

Huo Lang is not angry this time!

And let her stay in the house instead of driving her away!

La la la la la!

Mu Qinglan was complacent, and she drew several talisman seals like a god, all of them were high-level, and the spiritual power was evenly filled, so the effect must be astonishing.

Moreover, Huo Jue held her hand and taught her many times, but the drawing method was not completely different. Even Huo Jue's own pen-drawing habits were exactly the same.

Holding these talismans, Mu Qinglan walked quickly to Huo Jue's side, interrupted his melancholy, and stuffed them in his hands, "I will! If you feel it, it should be all done!"

Huo Jue was taken aback, and when he held the talisman in his hand, he felt that it was indeed full of spiritual power and of excellent quality.

But the compliment that Mu Qinglan expected did not come.

Huo Jue's expression was unspeakably complicated, and he almost didn't mention it in one breath.

He felt annoyed at being teased and molested, but soon this anger was like a fire that had been extinguished by the rainstorm, leaving only a few wisps of pathetic smoke.

Worth mentioning.

What can't she do?

Mu Qinglan saw that Huo Jue was holding the talisman and fiddled with it but remained silent. She didn't know what "fox tail" she was showing.

Asking for credit and asking: "How is it, isn't it great?"

"Great." Huo Jue almost uttered a word through gritted teeth.

Mu Qinglan happily jumped on the spot, then quickly went to the edge of the desk, raised a pen and said: "Then I will draw some more, and draw all these talisman papers, so you don't have to work so hard!"

Huo Jue's hands holding the talisman paper were placed on his knees, his knuckles were slightly white.

In such a short period of time, I have drawn more than a dozen finished intermediate talisman seals. Then when she was caught by him and failed again and again, wasn't it... on purpose?

Huo Jue didn't want to argue because of this kind of thing, it seemed that he cared so much, but he was really... afraid of Mu Qinglan.

There are so many tricks of the dryad.

When Huo Jue thought of this, he couldn't help thinking that when he subdued the tree demon, the tree demon would transform into various beautiful appearances according to the preferences of the captured people.

And the tree demon itself has no real identity, and even no gender.

Huo Jue's expression showed a tendency to crack. She was so obsessed with him that he even touched Mu Qinglan's face with his own hands. Could it be that her appearance...could have been transformed according to his preferences?

Huo Jue fell into a daze.

He really thought she was beautiful, even if he didn't see her, he knew that she had big round eyes, a small nose, and beautiful lips that seemed to be born with a smile...

Huo Jue didn't dare to think any further, and quickly shook his head to interrupt his thoughts.

At this time, Mu Qinglan actually quickly drew the cut out talisman papers, walked around the room happily, cleaned up the table, and picked up the clothes that Huo Jue had changed before, saying : "Huo Lang, I soiled this clothes, let me clean it for you."

A cleansing technique can solve the problem, Huo Jue heard her holding her clothes and didn't know what she was doing.

The rustling sound rubbed past Huo Jue's ears, rubbing the hairs all over his body.

"What are you doing?" Huo Jue turned around and asked.

Only then did Mu Qinglan lift her head out of his clothes, relying on the fact that he was blind, she said very calmly after hearing the words: "Ah, let me see if the talisman water can be washed well, this robe is of a high grade, I am afraid of washing it broken."

If Huo Jue believed her, it would be better to believe that sows can climb trees!

When he was in a hurry, he didn't think much about what he said, and said, "You put my clothes down, do you still want to steal another one?"

Mu Qinglan: "..." My mother!

he knows!

After Huo Jue finished speaking, he regretted it.

What did he mention about this kind of thing, it made the atmosphere even more strange.

Mu Qinglan didn't hide it, she wasn't that temperamental, she just said with a guilty conscience, "You know."

Nonsense, would he not know if his own clothes were lost?

Because he was a cultivator before, he didn't get dust on his body, so Huo Jue really didn't have many sets of clothes. There are only two plain-colored outer robes that are often worn, and when they are replaced, the disciples see them and perform a cleaning technique, just clean them up.

Previously, Mu Qinglan appeared on Qu Shuang's body, and then appeared in the image of a tree vine, which made Huo Jue trembling every day. , I lost my clothes and didn't bother to look for them.

But he did lose a robe, and he didn't have anything to wear, so he took out the protective robe that Huo Yuanfei had drawn for him when he was not good enough, and wore it for many years.

The cassock was covered with red-gold guardian runes, very exaggerated and gorgeous, not Huo Jue's favorite style at all.

After Mu Qinglan exposed her identity and expressed her thoughts one after another, Huo Jue knew where his robe was lost.

He never mentioned it, because he didn't want to embarrass both of them.

It was too shocking, he had never seen anyone steal clothes worn by others.

What are you going to do with it?

Huo Jue shouldn't be curious, but when he had finished talking, he asked together: "What are you doing with my robe?"

After he finished asking, he had a premonition that he shouldn't ask at all.

Sure enough, Mu Qinglan whispered, "I didn't do anything, I just sniffed it."

smell what... what?

The eyes behind Huo Jue's white gauze were wide open, his lips moved, and then he bit the tip of his tongue before barely losing his composure.

Mu Qinglan didn't seem to know what shame was at all, and she continued to say, "The ones you wear smell like you, and they smell good."

Seeing that Huo Jue was short of breath, she hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, I can't help it, you won't let me get close, I can't smell it..."

Huo Jue: "..." He has lost the ability to organize his language.

He has never encountered such a thing in his life, and he has lost the ability to cope.

But when he thought of Mu Qinglan hugging the clothes he had changed and making rustling noises just now, she almost jumped out of the wheelchair as if she was stabbed!

"You put me and my clothes down." Huo Jue was so excited that he stuttered.

Mu Qinglan didn't want to let it go, but Huo Jue seemed really angry, so she had to let it go resentfully.

"Huo..."

"Shut up." Huo Jue rarely interrupted people so rudely, but he really couldn't imagine that Mu Qinglan could say anything shameful.

She might not even have a gender.

Huo Jue turned the wheelchair, went to the clothes he changed, and then picked it up and hugged it on his lap.

He pushed Mu Qinglan away: "Go back to Sushuang Pavilion to rest today."

"But I haven't drawn enough talismans yet."

Mu Qinglan twice thought that Huo Jue would get angry and kick people out, but Huo Jue didn't attack her. Even now, when he kicked people out, her words were not too violent. She keenly felt that Huo Jue didn't seem to resist her as much as before.

At this moment of striking while the iron is hot and looting while the iron is hot, she must stay here!

Huo Jue turned the wheelchair to the door, and handed his clothes to his disciples to clean up.

Turning back to listen, Mu Qinglan didn't know what she was doing at the table, did she make up her mind not to leave?

Huo Jue simply ignored Mu Qinglan completely.

Turning the wheelchair to the place where his natal sword box was placed by the window, he had nothing to do and opened the sword box.

With a very thin whisper of "Zheng", Huo Jue pulled out the sub-sword of the natal son-mother sword.

The humming sound echoed in the room, the blade was narrow, bright and extremely sharp, and the hilt was engraved with two Chinese characters—Yingying.

Huo Jue put the sword on his lap, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped it slowly.

Attracted by the humming of the sword, Mu Qinglan walked over to look at it, and then asked Huo Jue, "Is this your natal sword too? Your natal sword is actually a child-mother sword! It's so beautiful, much lighter than the big one. The buzzing sound is nice too."

She looked at the sword and wanted to touch it very much, so she asked Huo Jue, "Can I have it?"

Huo Jue shook his sleeves expressionlessly and wrapped the sword body, then turned to Mu Qinglan and asked, "Are you skilled?"

The implication is obvious - please go if you are skilled.

Mu Qinglan pouted quickly, and went to write the talisman.

They didn't communicate any more, one wiped the sword, one drew a talisman, they were all concentrated, and no one bothered anyone anymore.

When it was almost dark, Mu Qinglan put down the talisman and went to the dining hall to cook.

When it's ready, bring it back and eat it with Huo Jue.

She laid out the meals, not the delicacies cooked by delicacies and spirit beasts, but ordinary country dishes, but they are all delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

She skillfully stuffed the chopsticks into Huo Jue's hands, then grabbed Huo Jue's wrist, leading him to familiarize himself with the location of each dish.

The two ate together in harmony and silence.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

After eating, Mu Qinglan pretended to go to work, but in fact, she was just dawdling behind the table, observing Huo Jue without any trace, and even transformed into a piece of tree vine, which was pasted on Huo Jue's wheelchair, not far from Huo Jue's hand.

Huo Jue didn't notice it at all, and when it was time to rest, the disciples began to prepare bath soup for Huo Jue.

Before the bath soup was brought in, Mu Qinglan wandered to Huo Jue's side and said maliciously, "Huo Lang, let me wash your hair for you."

"My technique of massaging acupuncture points is very good. I promise to relieve your fatigue and make you feel a hundred times more relaxed."

Huo Jue's heart is like still water, and all four things are empty.

Last time she said that when she waited for him to take a bath, she took off all her clothes, and then...

Huo Jue refused to think about it any further.

He didn't say anything, he pointed in the direction of the door and motioned to Mu Qinglan.

Mu Qinglan was not reconciled, and said again: "Huo Lang, let me massage your legs for you!"

As she spoke, she squatted beside Huo Jue and raised her hand to grab his calf.

It made Huo Jue think of when she occupied Qu Shuang's body, using Qu Shuang to massage his limbs, his ears became hot, and his heart was even hotter, it was on fire, annoyed!

He grabbed Mu Qinglan's sinful paw, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I know what you're thinking."

Although he didn't want to know at all.

But the more you listen, the more you will inevitably think.

He said to Mu Qinglan very solemnly and seriously: "You should give up that heart."

"Go back to Sushuang Pavilion, if you cling to me again, I won't see you anymore."

The weight of this sentence is really too heavy, Mu Qinglan was still retorting in my heart for a second. If my heart dies, there will be countless other things that will come back to life. Life and death will be endless. Which one are you talking about?

But when Huo Jue said that she would not let her come to him, he immediately became honest.

She said obediently: "I'll go back right away, you should go to bed early."

Huo Jue was afraid that she would be obsessed with her again, so he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Qinglan walked a few steps, but turned back, took a teacup from the teapot, transformed into vines, and filled a cup full of slurry.

Passed it to Huo Jue's mouth and said, "You coughed today, drink some to avoid getting sick."

Huo Jue refused: "I don't..."

Mu Qinglan pressed the cup to his lips and said, "It's good for you, be good."

Huo Jue stretched out his hands to push, his neck turned red again, some stained his lips, but he kept his mouth tightly shut and refused to drink.

Mu Qinglan didn't know why he was suddenly awkward, she moved her hand and asked, "What's the matter, you don't have to be afraid of being favored by others, didn't we agree, this is a deal. This is good for you, you drink it."

Huo Jue pursed his lips for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide, fearing that Mu Qinglan would use force again, he asked, "What is this?" It's yours.

Mu Qinglan opened her mouth, almost telling the truth.

But soon she said: "It's my vine juice, if you compare it with a human... well, it's blood."

"Don't worry, I have a lot of blood, it's okay to put some, you drink it quickly. Teach me to draw a new talisman tomorrow."

Huo Jue didn't know whether it was because it was not a strange thing, or because Mu Qinglan said it was her blood, and his heart tightened.

But he didn't resist any more, and drank it happily.

Mu Qinglan forced him to drink two bowls in a row. Other matters can be discussed, but Mu Qinglan is particularly tough on this matter.

After being tough, he coaxed Huo Jue and said nice soft words.

Huo Jue pursed his lips and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, ignoring her, she reluctantly went back to Sushuang Pavilion.

Huo Jue was warm all over, because it was so comfortable, he couldn't help but fall asleep in the bathtub at night after taking a bath, and when he woke up from the dream of the torrential rain, the bath water was freezing cold.

As a result, the fake cough turned into a real cough the next morning.

Suppressing his cough, he got up and changed his clothes. Not long after he got dressed, Qu Shuang excitedly came to report that Duan Qinxuan was back.

Qu Shuang said: "Senior sister knew that the evil spirit in the mortal world was done by members of the Mu family, just to slow her down, so once it was solved and the people were settled, they rushed back overnight!"

While talking with Qu Shuang, Duan Qinxuan walked across the courtyard corridor very neatly, walking towards Huo Jue's room.

Before Huo Jue's joy could rise, he felt a thump in his heart.

He thought of Mu Qinglan, Duan Qinxuan came back suddenly, he didn't have time to inform Mu Qinglan to avoid Duan Qinxuan.

So Mu Qinglan cooked the meal early in the morning, and headed towards Huo Jue's cedar courtyard with a happy heart, her steps were brisk, because she had a rune secret on her body that allowed her to go unimpeded.

In the food box in her hand was the tonic soup that she had stewed for most of the night without a break last night. She kept her head down and didn't look up when she walked.

When he was about to enter the door of Huo Jue's house, he ran into another person and collided!

Mu Qinglan "Hey!" She protected the food box and turned around in a circle without spilling a drop of soup.

Turning his head, he saw a woman with sparse brows and a clear face.

"Who are you? You trespassed on the Cedar Court!" The woman's icy voice was like snowflakes getting into her collar early in the morning, and her tone was as solemn as that of Huo Jue.