Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken

Mu Qinglan didn't know that Huo Jue had another nightmare, but thought he was suffering from a severe illness.

She was very fond of Huo Jue's way of relying on her. She wished she hadn't written down every bit of it. When Huo Jue woke up, she could use the evidence to ask him for an explanation.

She comforted Huo Jue for a while, unscrewed the medicine gourd in her hand, helped Huo Jue to sit upright, handed the medicine gourd to Huo Jue's mouth, and coaxed: "This is the medicine I found in the town at the foot of the mountain. You're going to drink it, and you won't feel bad soon."

Mu Qinglan's tone seemed to be coaxing a child. If it was normal, Huo Jue would definitely feel that there was something wrong with Mu Qinglan.

But Huo Jue, who is sick and has nightmares, is no more like a child. His fragility and weakness have never been shown to anyone, and today Mu Qinglan smashed them all.

Holding the gourd, he smelled the unspeakably bitter medicinal smell inside, and frowned slightly.

Mu Qinglan looked at him, smiled, took out the candied fruit specially wrapped by the innkeeper from her bosom, opened the paper bag, pinched one with her fingers, brought it to Huo Jue's lips, and touched his lips.

Mu Qinglan coaxed him, "Eat one candied fruit, then drink the medicine, and then take another one after drinking, it won't be bitter at all."

Huo Jue was ashamed to face his own weakness, and also ashamed to be coaxed like a child.

He wanted to reject Mu Qinglan, wanted to tell her sternly, "Don't do this, I'm your uncle.".

But just as Huo Jue opened his mouth, a candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth, and the sweetness exploded on the tip of his tongue.

Mu Qinglan looked at Huo Jue, squeezed a candied fruit and put it in her mouth, wanting to experience the same sweetness as Huo Jue.

She said with a candied fruit in her mouth, "This time it's sweet in your mouth, so you don't have to be afraid of the pain, just drink the medicine."

Huo Jue swallowed the candied fruit, then took the gourd that smelled of bitter medicine, and drank it all in one gulp with his neck raised.

When he finished drinking, he was so bitter that he frowned again, Mu Qinglan stuffed two candied fruit into his mouth again, and Huo Jue's eyebrows relaxed.

Mu Qinglan shook the medicine gourd, it was empty, feeling very accomplished.

She watched Huo Jue eating candied fruit slowly, although her expression was still sleepy, she didn't frown any more.

Mu Qinglan reached out to tidy up Huo Jue's sideburns and the messy hair on the top of his head. Huo Jue didn't even hide for a moment, probably because he was so stupid, he chewed the candied fruit in his mouth a little dullly, and sat numbly.

He can still clearly recall the cruelty in the dream, but the sweet candied fruit in his mouth can easily separate him from those terrible dreams.

Huo Jue found courage in the little taste in his mouth, and slowly recalled the details of the dream.

After Mu Qinglan finished fiddling with his hair, she fiddled with his collar again. Her fingers touched Huo Jue's neck or even the side of her ear intentionally or unintentionally. He just avoided it with a little discomfort, and did not refuse.

Mu Qinglan started to set off fireworks in her heart, although it was a bit bad to think so, but Mu Qinglan felt that Huo Jue's illness was very good!

Like a fire, it melted the spiky spikes on Huo Jue's body, even if it was only for a short time, Mu Qinglan was ecstatic at this moment of closeness.

She saw that Huo Jue's pale lips were stained a little **** because of drinking medicine and chewing candied fruit, she really wanted to go overboard once, maybe Huo Jue wouldn't even refuse her kiss now.

The power of a pervert is infinite, and Mu Qinglan's **** soon filled the sky. She held her breath and slowly approached Huo Jue.

She thought that Huo Jue was delirious due to illness, and she would be innocent if he kissed him.

She followed Huo Jue's lips, swallowed, and was about to press on Huo Jue regardless, her eyes were closed.

But just when the lips of the two people touched each other with less than **** left, Huo Jue suddenly stopped chewing and swallowed the candied fruit in his mouth. Although his voice was not loud, even a little hoarse, it was in his usual tone Cold, he asked: "What are you doing?"

Mu Qinglan's head almost flew off her shoulders in fright!

Is this person sober after taking medicine? What kind of panacea is this, and the effect is too fast!

She backed away in a hurry, randomly found the bag of candied fruit on the bed, stuffed it in Huo Jue's hand, and said with a haha, "I see some dirt on your face."

She quickly rubbed her fingers on the brows of Huo Jue, and urged: "Hurry up and eat the candied fruit. I'll go down the mountain to buy it for you tomorrow!"

Huo Jue held the candied fruit in his hand, showing no emotion on his face, but his slightly curled fingers revealed his chaotic and tangled emotions at the moment.

Ordinary medicines for treating wind and cold are not panaceas. Huo Jue is not sober until now, his brain is burning in a mess, and he is sitting here struggling.

The reason why he asked Mu Qinglan just now was because Huo Jue smelled the fragrance of grass and trees released from Mu Qinglan's over-excitement because she wanted to steal a kiss.

And after Huo Jue couldn't see, although the five declines continued slowly, but because his eyes couldn't see, his other senses became a little sharper. Mu Qinglan approached him just now. Although she held her breath, her heart was as loud as thunder.

Huo Jue had a bad intuition, so he asked.

Huo Jue didn't know that as soon as he opened his mouth, the hungry ghost shrank back in fright. Holding the candied fruit in his hand, he paused for a moment, then touched one and ate it himself.

He hadn't eaten much for two days. He was very hungry but had no appetite. The mouth of a sick person is always very dull. This handful of candied fruit is the most delicious thing he has eaten in the past two days.

Moreover, Huo Jue has never eaten such a sweet and greasy food in his life. A practitioner has a low taste, and he can't find a piece of candy that can coax children in the whole Beisong Mountain.

This candied fruit, which was sweeter than sugar, easily made Huo Jue fall.

He has never eaten such a sweet thing, just like he has never been sick, and he has never been coaxed and taken care of as a child.

Mu Qinglan's gentleness at this time was like an addictive drug, Huo Jue resisted so much that his whole body was ringing the bell, but he still didn't say "You shouldn't go down the mountain."

He didn't even realize that his chaotic mind had quietly bred the most taboo paranoia among practitioners.

He thought paranoidly - she is a demon, she stayed in the mountain for me, she went down the mountain for me, bought medicine for me, she doesn't do the things of the sect, and she won't cause any trouble for the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

Unconsciously, he drew Mu Qinglan into his territory and made it his property that could not be treated by outsiders.

But Mu Qinglan didn't know about Huo Jue's silent change, she was still very guilty, Huo Jue must have discovered the bad thing she was going to do just now, so what should I do!

She thought that Huo Jue would definitely drive her away again.

In the end, Huo Jue just sat there, eating candied fruit one by one, sucking out the sweetness of each one, and then swallowing it slowly.

He was savoring every "sugar" carefully, but he never spoke.

Mu Qinglan had nothing to say and said, "I met a group of Sanzong disciples gathered in the town at the foot of the mountain. Well, it might be gathered by the Mu family."

When Mu Qinglan mentioned these Taoist priests from the Pheasant Sect, she became angry, and snorted, "They are plotting to go up the mountain tomorrow, and come under the banner of the Mu family to ask Beisong Mountain to release people."

After Huo Jue finished eating the last candied fruit, he heard the words: "The Mu family will definitely send someone, and my senior sister and I have already expected it."

That day when the disciples of the law school rebelled, the Mu family took advantage of the formation and waited for an opportunity to go up the mountain in the name of helping Huo Jue. Although everyone knew that they were here to take advantage of the fire and rob them, they hadn't really been caught doing evil. How could the Mu family obey?

"Don't worry about it," Huo Jue said, "Let them come anyway, the sect has its own way to send them away."

Mu Qinglan scratched her head when she heard the words, and said, "Huh? Then I'm afraid they won't be able to come, and I will cancel them all."

Mu Qinglan said angrily: "I've heard their plots. The purpose of going up the mountain is not to ask us to release the Mu family, but to ask the driver to cooperate with other elders and royal guards on the mountain, and deliberately bump into you, wanting you life!"

"I was so mad that I killed them all."

Mu Qinglan rubbed her hands together and said, "I don't intend to ruin the sect, do I?"

"Did you kill someone?" Huo Jue didn't care about what the Sanzong gathered under the banner of the Mu family to conspire. He even asked Mu Qinglan harshly, "Did you kill someone?"

If the monster clan kills people, it will be contaminated with indelible karma, and it will no longer be able to cultivate the righteous way. Even if the cultivation base is stronger, it will eventually die under the lightning flash!

When Huo Jue got excited, he coughed violently again.

"Cough cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Mu Qinglan quickly poured a small amount of gentle spiritual power into her palm, and stroked his back to smooth out his turbulent breath.

However, Huo Jue raised his hand and groped to grab Mu Qinglan's wrist. He didn't know whether it was because of a bad cough or because he was too excited. His dark eyes were frighteningly red, and he asked unsteadily, "Did you kill me?" how many people?"

"I didn't kill people." Mu Qinglan hurriedly explained, "I really didn't kill people! I never kill people."

"I just heard them say that they want to take advantage of the five declines to kill you. I was so angry that they strangled all the meridians of their limbs."

"They can't die, at most they won't be able to practice in the future."

Huo Jue lowered his eyes, gasped heavily, suppressed his cough, and then slowly let go of Mu Qinglan's hand.

It's fine if you don't kill someone.

If it was really Mu Qinglan who murdered him for him, Huo Jue really didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry about it," Huo Jue calmed down, his breath calmed down, and said softly, "They are right, people with five declines are extremely easy to be bumped into, and they are also easy to die."

"I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, you don't have to get karma for me."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Qinglan grabbed Huo Jue's wrist with her backhand, slid down to his palm, and stroked Huo Jue's finger wearing the storage ring.

She smiled and said, "You won't die, I won't let you die."

She said word by word, with great firmness: "When you recover from your illness this time, I will come to send you spiritual power every night. My spiritual power is very powerful! I promise to keep you warm and stagnant. You have enough Time to wait for the rebirth lotus to be sent back to bear buds and reshape the body."

Mu Qinglan shook Huo Jue's wrist and smiled, "It's just a one-time illness, don't be discouraged, it's normal for people to eat five grains and get all kinds of diseases. I've brought the medicine back for you, and I'll go to the cafeteria later I'll cook for you tomorrow morning, just take your medicine on time."

Huo Jue was shaken by his arms, listening to Mu Qinglan's coaxing words, he felt unspeakable.

His physical condition is getting worse and worse. This time, it's probably not because he fell asleep in the bathtub and caused the wind and cold, but... the monk's five declines are irreversible. He has been holding on for so long, and he is reaching his limit.

And this time the speed of decline was much faster than Huo Jue imagined, he could even feel the approach of death.

But Huo Jue didn't refute what Mu Qinglan said. After the two of them tossed and tossed for a while, Huo Jue felt that the medicine he drank was starting to take effect.

His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, and his whole body began to go limp, shaking even sitting there.

Mu Qinglan kept staring at Huo Jue, and quickly noticed the change in him. Seeing Huo Jue rubbing her forehead trying to wake up, she comforted him with a smile and said, "The doctor told me that there is a calming drug in the medicine. The doctor said The wind and cold means you need to rest well, eat more digestible food, and the fever will subside soon!"

"Lie down and rest, it's already very late." Mu Qinglan supported Huo Jue to lie down, performed several cleaning techniques on him, covered the quilt again, and pressed the corners of the quilt.

He even put his long hair on the pillow so that he would not feel uncomfortable when he fell asleep.

Mu Qinglan has been brushing her hair for a long time. Huo Jue's black hair, like a waterfall, feels really smooth and soft to the touch, like water plants in the water, so easy to touch.

Normally, he wouldn't let Mu Qinglan touch her as she wanted.

Huo Jue closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly and buried half of his face in the pillow, as if he was unaware of Mu Qinglan touching his hair endlessly.

After Mu Qinglan passed her hand addiction, she suddenly remembered something, nudged Huo Jue and asked, "What did you have for dinner?"

Huo Jue snorted, and buried his face in the quilt again.

Mu Qinglan dug his head out, patted his face and asked, "What did you eat?"

Huo Jue was very confused because of the effect of the medicine, and he was light and light. He opened his eyes with difficulty, couldn't see anything, and then closed them quickly.

Looking at his appearance, Mu Qinglan guessed that he hadn't eaten, and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Huo Jue shook his head lightly, and turned his head again. Mu Qinglan refused to let go, so Huo Jue opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "I didn't eat..."

No wonder he ate all those preserves.

Mu Qinglan let him go to sleep first, fearing that he would sleep unsteadily and move his hands randomly, so she even tied vines around the quilt for him.

It was only in the middle of the night that he went to cook, and also boiled the medicine that Huo Jue wanted to drink in the morning.

After completely knocking out the cook who was already asleep on the bed, Mu Qinglan started to work. Two small pots gurgled, and Mu Qinglan felt tired.

Duan Qinxuan is a very strict master. It took Mu Qinglan only two days to get a night's rest. She wanted to see Huo Jue and then go back to rest. Who would have expected that he would become so ill and refuse to tell his disciples to go down the mountain to buy medicine? .

Mu Qinglan has observed Huo Jue for many years, collecting all kinds of news about him everywhere, and she can be regarded as the person who knows him best besides Huo Jue. She can probably understand why Huo Jue didn't tell his disciples when he was sick. It is not suitable for Tianyuan Sword Sect disciples to go down the mountain at this time, because they will be ambushed and cause trouble.

Besides, Huo Jue knew what was going on with him, so he was afraid... even if he felt that his death was approaching, he would not tell anyone. His temperament was too indifferent and cold, and he was also too stubborn.

After tossing around for most of the night, Mu Qinglan didn't plan to rest at all. She boiled the medicine and let it air dry, and poured it, and made the porridge separated by water to make the temperature suitable, and then went back to Huo Jue's Cedar Courtyard.

The disciples in the courtyard were all practicing meditation, and there were some patrolling, but it was very easy for Mu Qinglan not to be discovered.

After entering the room, Huo Jue fell asleep, but as Mu Qinglan expected, he didn't sleep well.

Mu Qinglan withdrew the vines and tried to wake him up, but Huo Jue kept frowning and curled up. It took Mu Qinglan a while to wake him up, coaxing him, "Drink some porridge, you won't be able to eat if you drink so much medicine."

Huo Jue opened his dull eyes and pursed his lips. Mu Qinglan helped him up, and he slumped towards the bed.

Mu Qinglan could only hold his upper body in her arms, and brought the porridge to Huo Jue's lips.

"Open your mouth and take some. I asked the doctor to increase the amount of medicine you drink. If you don't eat, you'll be shaking all over."

Huo Jue didn't have any strength, so he wanted to say "I'll eat it myself".

But in fact, he didn't lift a finger, they were all under the quilt.

Mu Qinglan brought the porridge to his mouth, and Huo Jue curled up his fingers in the quilt, grabbing the material of his clothes.

Then he opened his mouth.

He thought to himself that this is the case anyway, so... so be it.

He obediently was fed a whole bowl of porridge by Mu Qinglan.

After rinsing my mouth and lying down again, I was already sweating.

Mu Qinglan thoughtfully cleaned him and even his bedding, and then Huo Jue fell asleep with a refreshed stomach and a warm sleep.

Mu Qinglan went back to Bingchen Courtyard at night and walked around, and went to Huo Jue's Courtyard before dawn, helped him get up and drank the morning medicine.

There was no candied fruit left, Huo Jue drowsily drank and frowned.

Mu Qinglan returned to Bingchen Academy before dawn, and then went to the snowfield to swing her sword again according to the morning lesson left by her freshly baked master, this time changing a few moves.

Duan Qinxuan is actually very satisfied with this new apprentice. She is not only obedient and diligent like the big apprentice, but also has very good aptitude.

She just asked Mu Qinglan to practice swinging the sword these two days, and she thought she was going to ask why, after all, the eldest apprentice also asked.

But Mu Qinglan didn't ask anything, just followed what Duan Qinxuan said.

In the snowfield, Duan Qinxuan looked at her for a while, and took the initiative to explain: "Sword cultivation actually doesn't have any secrets, it's just hard work. Tianyuan swordsmanship needs to be practiced after years of using the sword until the sword can move freely. Before that, you You must first communicate with your sword, adjust it, and even integrate your spiritual knowledge into it."

Duan Qinxuan's face was solemn, in the vast snow field, she looked like a fairy made of snow, she said: "The number of times you swing your sword is too much, when you face a real enemy, you don't need to think about how to attack, your sword Will penetrate the chest of the enemy one step faster than your thoughts."

"Don't worry. You just need to do what the teacher said, wait for three to five years, and the teacher will forge a natal sword for you. Only with your own sword can you be a real swordsman."

If it was an ordinary disciple, he might really be in a hurry. Anyone who hacked blindly on the mountain with only a disciple's sword in three to five years would be in a hurry.

But Mu Qinglan wouldn't, she knew very well that she worshiped Duan Qinxuan as her teacher just to stay in Beisong Mountain. She didn't care about swordsmanship at all, and she didn't rely on hard work to get in, so she just played with Duan Qinxuan.

Mu Qinglan responded obediently, "Yes, Master."

Duan Qinxuan was very satisfied and relieved, and smiled a little miserly, but it was quickly replaced by the sorrow on his face.

The little apprentice is so good, why is the big apprentice so worried!

Duan Qinxuan thought that he went to the prison yesterday and asked his big apprentice why.

Why betray the sect.

In the end, that evil person just stared at her, refusing to say anything, even refusing to utter a word after being beaten to pieces on his back by her whip!

Duan Qinxuan took a few more glances at Mu Qinglan, a well-behaved little apprentice, and then prepared to ask that evil person again. There must be a reason, he was always very well-behaved.

Facing the boundless wind, snow and severe cold, Mu Qinglan swung her disciple's sword very vigorously every time.

The snow **** not far in front of her was about to be leveled by her in a short while.

She looks very hard-working, very focused, and like all the disciples of Beisongshan who pursue kendo, she is devout and hardworking

But actually her brain and body are separate.

The body is repeating a movement endlessly, but the mind is thinking of her Huo Lang.

She glanced at the sky, it was getting late, did Huo Lang have breakfast? He should know where the food she kept warm with formations is right? I told him close to my ear last night, but I don't know if he heard it because he was in a daze.

Has his illness improved? If this prescription is useless, should she secretly carry Huo Jue down the mountain at night to find a better doctor?

Mu Qinglan was so distracted that she couldn't restrain herself, and the menacing long sword in her hand was filled with pure spiritual power.

There was a "boom", this time it wasn't that the mountain was cut down, but a crack was cut out of the frozen soil on the ground, the crack spread "crack", and it moved towards the distant mountain as quickly as cracked ice—

"Boom boom boom..."

An avalanche in the mountains to the north!

Mu Qinglan hurriedly turned her head to look around, but luckily she was the only one in this snowfield.

When the avalanche stopped, Mu Qinglan didn't dare to be distracted, and practiced sword conscientiously and honestly.

After completing the number of sword swings Duan Qinxuan explained, it was late at night before finally returning to her Bingchen Courtyard.

It was quiet in the Bingchen Courtyard, her senior brother whom she had never met was locked up in a cold cell, and the master presumably went to beat her senior brother.

The entire Bingchen Courtyard was submerged in the wind and snow, and it looked similar to the Ice and Snow Wilderness she cultivated in, except that there were a few more houses that were not covered by the wind and snow.

Mu Qinglan tidied herself up, used her spiritual power to pinch her true self to cover her eyes, and slipped quietly to Huo Jue's Cedar Courtyard.

When she arrived, she was startled. Duan Qinxuan was in the room, talking to Huo Jue.

"I suspect that Luo Feng was controlled by some kind of magic, otherwise he would not be able to do this," Duan Qinxuan said, "Junior Brother, if you allow me a few more days, even if he doesn't open his mouth, I will definitely find out the reason."

That evil is really... Duan Qinxuan was physically and mentally exhausted, dealing with her father, and suppressing her father in the ground, did not take so much effort.

Mu Qinglan turned into a vine and stuck it on the window. Huo Jue sat in the wheelchair with his back to the window, unable to see his expression, he just said: "Senior sister, don't worry, ahem... take your time."

"How can I not be in a hurry? Fortunately, Elder Guan Zishi will return to the mountain soon, and the formation will be repaired soon." Duan Qinxuan said, "There should be some movement in the Mu family. I don't know why they are so honest. It's strange."

Huo Jue thought that some of the Sanzong disciples that Mu Qinglan said she dealt with were the monks summoned by the Mu family.

Huo Jue would never hide anything from Duan Qinxuan, or even Qu Shuang, after Huo Yuanfei's death, their seniors, sisters and brothers depended on each other for life, and they guarded the sect together with difficulty until now.

He shouldn't have concealed it, but in the end he pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

He couldn't expose the fact that Mu Qinglan was inhuman.

Once a person's heart starts to have a bias, it is like a building will collapse, mountains and rivers will collapse, and there is no way to recover.

Duan Qinxuan left quickly, and went to find her big apprentice again, she had to figure out everything early.

Although she is Huo Jue's senior sister, she decides many things in the sect, and Huo Jue rarely interferes, but she has always followed the rules of the sect, and respects Huo Jue just like Qu Shuang.

Huo Jue is the acting head, if the matter entrusted to her is unclear, she will still have to apologize and punish herself. Especially this time she was obviously doing favoritism. According to the school rules, her big apprentice should be expelled from the school.

Therefore, Duan Qinxuan felt very guilty, the more Huo Jue never blamed her, the more he blamed himself.

After Duan Qinxuan left, Mu Qinglan entered the room and walked towards Huo Jue in an illusion.

Huo Jue heard footsteps in the room, turned around in the wheelchair and said, "Senior sister just left, you should be careful, what if she turns back?"

Huo Jue panicked, his breathing became disordered again, and his throat was itchy badly.

Mu Qinglan walked up to him, observed his expression, and said happily, "Your wind and cold seem to be better!"

"Have you had dinner? How about breakfast? Have you taken your medicine?" Mu Qinglan asked three questions in succession.

The rest of Huo Jue's stern words of admonition, if she was asked to be very careful in the door, just choked in her throat.

"Huh?" Mu Qinglan urged.

Huo Jue took a slow breath and said, "Eat."

"Eat it all?" Mu Qinglan asked again, and touched Huo Jue's temples with her hands.

His hair was really crooked today, Mu Qinglan looked at it and laughed, and she didn't know how Duan Qinxuan couldn't help not laughing when he saw Huo Jue with such hair.

Huo Jue responded, felt Mu Qinglan's hand, and turned his head away.

"Huh?" Mu Qinglan was puzzled again.

Then he said, "Your hair is crooked."

Huo Jue raised his hand to touch it, with a serious expression on his face. He has no strength today, and he is struggling to sit here. It would be good if he could tie it on.

Mu Qinglan said, "Let me help you untie."

Huo Jue raised his hand to precisely grasp Mu Qinglan's hand that was about to press her head, and said in a deep voice, "No need, I'm going to rest."

Mu Qinglan grabbed Huo Jue's wrist with her backhand, and sighed, "Huo Lang, you can't be like this."

It's a little better, just put on your pants and don't recognize anyone!

Mu Qinglan said: "I recorded what you did to me last night with a photo stone."

Huo Jue froze, Mu Qinglan slipped her hand, grabbed his fingers, fiddled with them and said, "Do you want to see? Why did you hug me?"

Huo Jue's complexion, which could not turn red even with a fever, quickly dissipated patches of redness.

He withdrew his hand, but didn't take it back.

The tiny veins on his forehead bulged and throbbed, but Mu Qinglan didn't force him, just looked at him with a smile, waiting for his reaction.

Huo Jue said for a long while: "...I can't see."

Mu Qinglan: "..." Come on! The head of Beisongshan is cheating!

Start chaotic and end up abandoning!