Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken

Mu Qinglan pouted her buttocks and maintained this position to look sideways at Huo Jue. The two looked at each other for a while, and Huo Jue got up and said, "You sleep here, I'll go..."

"Huo Lang, you haven't lost your memory, have you?" Mu Qinglan simply sat on the edge of the bed, watched Huo Jue patting the bed and said, "You haven't forgotten why you were so unrestrained in this bed last night? You still refuse to rest at dawn, right?"

Huo Jue was like a puppet frozen there, he didn't forget, of course he remembered.

But now, his lustful and love-loving sparrow soul is suppressed by the elders with formations, like a gnat on a spider web, and he can't get over at all.

He remembered those, but at the moment it felt like something was separating him, just like looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water, it was so unreal.

He couldn't believe that he did that kind of thing.

The memories brought up in his mind by what Mu Qinglan said were like magma forced into his brain, scalding Huo Jue to a scorching hot spot.

His skin changed color visible to the naked eye, and he groaned like a kettle for a long time, and finally he uttered only one sentence: "I'm sorry."

Mu Qinglan: "..." Why are you apologizing all of a sudden?

She saw Huo Jue blushing, seeing him so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground, rolled her eyes, and imitated the snake girl's usual way of stalking people, rolling half a circle on the bed, behind Huo Jue, twisting her waist Climb onto Huo Jue's shoulder.

Breath sprayed on Huo Jue's hot and red neck, and said softly: "Huo Lang, come on, let's sleep together..."

When Mu Qinglan posted it, Huo Jue's back shook violently, and he closed his eyes and recited the Purifying Mantra in his heart.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, but the words of reprimand and refusal rolled in his throat several times, and finally he didn't spit out a word.

He is not willing.

Even with his soul of love suppressed, he couldn't bear to say a word that hurt Mu Qinglan.

Huo Jue's throat was as dry as fire, and he wanted to say, "We need to get married before doing this.".

But when she opened her mouth, Mu Qinglan quickly poked her fingertips in, then pinched the tip of his fleeing tongue with one hand, and with a random wave of the other hand, the bed curtain fluttered down like a butterfly's wings, covering the room.

Huo Jue was like a puppet whose thread had been cut off, and was dragged into the bed by Mu Qinglan's arms.

First a pair of boots were thrown out of the bed curtain, followed by a belt, a gown, and a tunic.

Huo Jue's voice was intermittent, like the little daughter-in-law who was bullied by her husband to the point of tears on her wedding night, speaking in a low voice, not daring to be heard. There is even a vibrato of shame and bewilderment at the end.

"Don't do this..."

"Let's get married first..."

"You can't talk about this!"

"Give me, leave me one..."

Then nothing happened to the two of them that night. Mu Qinglan just rubbed his sometimes flirtatious and sometimes pure snow lotus for Hao Sheng, but she didn't act like a flower picker.

It was mainly due to Duan Qinxuan and the elders' orders not to provoke Huo Jue.

What suppresses the soul, what is normal and abnormal, everything is easy to say, but it is impossible to sleep in separate beds.

Huo Jue, who she worked so hard to get, can't separate them for any reason!

She hugged Huo Jue, who was as "candid" as her, and slept very soundly.

At the beginning, Huo Jue stared at the skin of the two touching each other, felt the temperature and breathing of the person beside him, panicked and ashamed, his body was torn by two forces, and was about to be torn in half.

But in the middle of the night, when his spirit seemed to be torn in half, everything calmed down.

The formation in his mind was torn open, and a gurgling stream of emotions gushed out from there; Huo Jue looked at Mu Qinglan who was sleeping soundly in his arms, his eyes were as gentle as water, and joy flowed quietly from the suppressed soul When she came out, Huo Jue hugged her, his heart softened.

The next day, Duan Qinxuan told Mu Qinglan.

"It's been said that his situation can't be irritating, you... what did you do last night? Why did the suppressing formation of his spiritual platform collapse in half?"

Mu Qinglan bit her nails guiltily, and said vaguely, "I didn't do anything... I really didn't do anything."

Just didn't do it. It's just a hug.

Moreover, the existence of Mu Qinglan was an unavoidable stimulus to Huo Jue.

Duan Qinxuan didn't want to ask something carefully, so he gave Mu Qinglan a look, which meant more hatred than steel, not much blame.

She is also very clear that the most important reason for this kind of thing lies in Huo Jue.

Duan Qinxuan has seen how much Huo Jue likes Mu Qinglan.

How deep, how strong and abundant emotions do you have to break free from the soul-suppressing spell in just one night?

Moreover, this soul-sealing technique is not a long-term solution, and it is necessary to find Huo Jue's lost soul as soon as possible.

Today, Duan Qinxuan will also step into the rebirth pool, and together with the elders, he will recall a part of the lost soul for Huo Jue. The matter in the door was temporarily handed over to her big apprentices Luo Feng and Qu Shuang, while Mu Qinglan stayed by the rebirth pool as usual.

It lasted another whole day, and after nightfall, the elders and Duan Qinxuan went out of the rebirth pool together, all of them looked dignified.

Before Mu Qinglan could ask, Duan Qinxuan said, "I can't recall it."

It stands to reason that Huo Jue only lost a part of his soul, so many high-level monks worked together to open the soul-calling array for him, and even the ends of the earth, the lost soul can be found.

In particular, Huo Jue's self-cultivation is extremely high, even losing part of his main soul, which does not affect his entry. He is so strong, even if the lost soul is not summoned, it will be summoned by the body to return.

Today, the five of them worked together, but none of them recalled Huo Jue's soul. It's really strange.

"Ah? Then what should I do? Can you determine the direction of the lost soul?" Mu Qinglan asked.

Duan Qinxuan pondered for a moment and shook her head, but she raised her hand and patted Mu Qinglan's head, saying: "Don't worry, I will start another soul-calling array with the other elders tomorrow."

Mu Qinglan nodded, and Huo Jue came out of the rebirth pool behind Duan Qinxuan, and the rebirth pool turned into a magic weapon and landed in Huo Jue's hands.

The formation of his Lingtai has been strengthened again, but when he saw Mu Qinglan, his frosty expression softened like a spring rain in the blink of an eye, and even a little smile appeared.

Seeing this, Duan Qinxuan frowned and immediately went to visit Huo Jue Lingtai, as expected, he couldn't suppress it at all! The formation collapsed again!

"Junior brother, you have to keep your heart pure and guard your spirit, you can't..." You can't indulge in excesses!

But Duan Qinxuan couldn't say this kind of warning, in fact, she couldn't believe that her junior brother was a person who had no restraint in matters between men and women.

Even before he was reborn for the first time, he had always been a self-respecting and pristine person, how could he be like this!

However, what she said was useless. If Huo Jue could really hold on to himself, he wouldn't let the yin in his body prosper to the point of disturbing the seven souls.

Duan Qinxuan watched Huo Jue holding Mu Qinglan's hand, and said softly, "Have you waited all day? Have you eaten?"

The formation was suppressed for a while yesterday, but today it seems to be completely useless. The main reason is that Huo Jue's cultivation level is higher than that of all the elders, and it is not unusual that the formation they set up cannot be suppressed.

Mu Qinglan was dragged by Huo Jue towards the downstairs of Zangshu Pavilion. She was baffled by Huo Jue's attitude. She kept looking at Duan Qinxuan and raised her eyebrows, meaning to ask Duan Qinxuan—is this normal?

Duan Qinxuan hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head.

unusual.

It's not normal and there's nothing you can do about it.

Mu Qinglan thought that Duan Qinxuan shook her head to mean that she was fine, so she happily dragged Huo Jue away.

However, although the formation couldn't suppress Huo Jue's strong and exuberant feelings, it somehow played a role.

Therefore, Mu Qinglan experienced a brand new Huo Jue in a very novel way today, the one between madness and indifference—the gentle and deadly Huo Jue.

Every look in his eyes is as comforting as a warm spring, the strength with which he pulls her, the corners of his lips curled up from time to time, and even the angle at which he kisses her, all make Mu Qinglan fall into a kind of bewilderment. state.

Huo Jue, this is...too fatal!

Huo Jue asked Mu Qinglan if she had eaten, and Mu Qinglan said no. Huo Jue even dragged Mu Qinglan to the dining hall and served Mu Qinglan a bowl of noodles.

Huo Jue didn't know what cooking was in his life, and he was very "ecstasy" in cooking, and he could still fade out of the bird.

But when he picked up a pile of broken noodles with chopsticks that looked like a corpse, and brought them to Mu Qinglan's mouth, Mu Qinglan still opened her mouth at the risk of being poisoned to death.

Without him, Huo Jue is too gentle.

She couldn't stand it, she was softened by his gentle legs, heart and mouth.

Even if Huo Jue really poured Mu Qinglan a glass of poisoned wine at this moment, Mu Qinglan could drink it with a smile.

Huo Jue finished feeding her a large bowl of batter, and even wiped Mu Qinglan's mouth with a handkerchief.

Mu Qinglan's lips were numb, and then she saw Huo Jue tilt her head, and gently pressed her lips on her numb lips.

Gently tossing and turning, breath enveloped, fingers intertwined, clearly pure and dying, but because of Huo Jue's unconscious caressing between her fingers, Mu Qinglan completely lost her resistance.

When the two of them lingered for a long time and finally separated their lips and teeth, she said angrily: "Huo Lang, do you want my life..."

This day-to-day life is really exciting!

For a while, there was a crazy Huo Lang, for a while, an indifferent Huo Lang, and today came a gentle Huo Lang who could drown people.

Mu Qinglan gave up, completely. She really didn't care what Huo Jue looked like, as long as that person was Huo Jue, she would like it very much.

Love to the heart trembling.

Then Huo Jue was as gentle as water, and successfully coaxed Mu Qinglan into bed. After getting into bed, Mu Qinglan realized that Huo Jue hadn't changed at all, but she was coaxed by Huo Jue into changing countless shapes.

When Mu Qinglan was drowsy and about to fall asleep, she thought... She seems to have been fooled? She even suspected that Huo Jue had lied to her these two days!

She didn't agree all the time, she didn't even nod when Huo Jue was crazy, today because she was fed a bowl of batter that was so unpalatable, she agreed in a daze.

It's really... out of the scope of what humans can bear. Although she was not a person at all, Huo Jue was neither.

She sighed, and with a shameful and helpless smile, she fell asleep beside Huo Jue.

Huo Jue looked at her sideways with his arms propped up, his expression was still drowning like water, and there was also a satiation that could be seen through at a glance. His black hair scattered over his shoulders and soft pillow, his slender figure leaned forward slightly, and kissed Mu Qinglan's sweaty brows.

Then performed a cleansing technique and slept with her.

If you want snakes to swallow elephants, you will be drunk and dream of life.

It's rare for Mu Qinglan to dream. A heartless person like her basically doesn't dream.

In the dream, Huo Jue and her were running in the mountains and forests, their white clothes dangling, their black hair like a waterfall.

They play in the water in the mountains, watch the moon from the top of the trees, drink the morning dew and autumn frost, and dance with the breeze.

They experienced spring, autumn, winter and summer, the moon sets and the sun rises, and they have been together all the time.

Mu Qinglan was indulging in this beautiful dream, and the reality was also resting on her lover's shoulders, the night was quiet, and everything stopped.

Time is infinitely condensed in this beautiful moment.

But suddenly—the big tree sealed by the winter snow creaked and shook, and the dead branches and leaves flew up.

In Mu Qinglan's dream, she was approached by a blazing light, and then she gasped suddenly, her chest was full of scalding hot air.

She sat up from the bed suddenly, exhaled deeply, but couldn't suppress the burning heat in her throat.

Her cheeks were also flushed, her eyes were in a daze for a moment, and she immediately put on her clothes and went to the ground.

Huo Jue put his arms around Mu Qinglan, and Huo Jue woke up as soon as she got up. Seeing her jumping over the bed and getting off the ground, he grabbed her wrist and immediately sat up as if she was being burned.

"Why are you so hot? Are you sick?" Huo Jue asked.

During these few breaths, Mu Qinglan's body trembled, and her breath was full of scorching heat.

With scarlet eyes, she looked at Huo Jue, gritted her teeth and said, "Someone set fire to Xiangjun Mountain, I have to go back quickly!"