Chapter 143 142. The Virgin Mary is not romantic, but the Nun is still charming and lovely! (Please subscribe to the monthly ticket!)
"Master, do you want to give me a massage?"

Ning Mu pretended to be surprised and widened his eyes, then said with joy: "That's great, is it here or..."

As he spoke, Ning Mu hinted at something and glanced behind Liuli, towards his main room to the north.

The corners of Liuli's mouth twitched slightly, her face flushed slightly, and she spoke in a voice as low as a mosquito and very quickly: "Go to your room... or go to my room!"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly felt anxious.

If they were in Ning Mu's main room, if Liu Qingmei or Tong Yuyue came back, they would come in without knocking.

Wouldn’t they laugh at and tease me again if they saw me giving Ning Mu a massage?

So I changed my mind temporarily and went to my room.

Her room was in a row of houses on the left side of the main hall, and was mostly occupied by maids such as Liu Xiaoya, Chunzhi and Xia Chan, as well as Yang Yanqiu, the daughter of the demon cult who was recuperating from her injuries.

Then it’s my turn.

In addition, things like the laundry room and kitchenette are all over there.

It is a two-row building with a long corridor courtyard more than three meters wide in the middle, and at the end is a fenced path leading directly to the tiankeng.

Liuli did not follow the usual path.

She jumped directly out of the balcony, then stepped on the tiles on the roof, tapped her toes lightly, waved the whisk in her hand, and the whole person was like the wind. The graceful figure landed steadily at the door of her room without causing any sound.

Ning Mu touched his nose and did not follow her example. Instead, he walked straight up the stairs, walked over slowly and openly.

You're not a thief, so why be so cautious?

Liuli was worried that someone would see her entering the room as a team with Ning Mu, and then not come out for a long time, which would cause gossip.

But to Ning Mu, this gossip was harmless.

On the contrary, it is slightly helpful.

Why should he go far away and become a gentleman picking flowers on the beam?

Not long after.

Ning Mu's figure appeared in the backyard.

"Master~"

"Master, why are you here?"

Qiuxiang and Dongxue were preparing dinner and washing vegetables with their sleeves rolled up. When they saw Ning Mu suddenly appear, they couldn't help but stand up and greet him.

Ning Mu smiled and pinched Qiuxiang's face, saying, "Just take a look, and do your own thing."

Then he pointed to the room diagonally opposite and asked, "That woman has never left the house?"

Qiuxiang nodded immediately.

Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and directly pushed open the door of Yang Yanqiu's room.

What a coincidence.

As far as the eye can see, facing the door is a vast expanse of white, a beautiful sight that makes one dizzy.

On that fair and pretty back, there was a heart-pounding bloody wound. It had already scabbed over, but it still looked so terrifying on that flawless white back.

Besides.

Passing by the graceful curves, you can vaguely see the roundness of the breasts that are wider than the shoulders through the armpits.

Warm and moist.

wonderful.

scare!
They were both stunned at the same time.

Yang Yanqiu subconsciously wanted to scream, but she stopped just as the sound reached her throat. She quickly reached out to pull her clothes over and covered her chest with them.

"Still...still looking, why don't you close the door!"

Seeing Ning Mu staring at her infatuatedly, Yang Yanqiu's heart was about to jump out. His heart was full of shame and helplessness. He could only remind him in a low voice, but he was worried that people outside would hear it.

She is the Holy Mother of the Sun and Moon Sect, and is the object of respect and worship by tens of thousands of disciples of the sect.

Wife of Yin Qingcang, the leader of the Divine Religion.

But she exposed her body in front of a young man and even begged him to close the door.

If this happened in the territory of the Divine Religion, even if this young man had ten lives, they would not be enough to pay for this one glance.

Yang Yanqiu was extremely nervous.

Just when she was feeling extremely shy, she heard the door closing behind her and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as she put her clothes down and turned around, she found that Ning Mu was standing at the door, staring at her stupidly.

"You...why don't you go out?"

Yang Yanqiu was startled and picked up the clothes again.

But I don’t know.

Through this series of actions, her breasts that looked like white jade and even the red bean on it had already entered Ning Mu's sight.

Ning Mu looked at the other person blankly, and said with his hands spread out: "You just asked me to close the door, and I closed it."

As he spoke, Ning Mu laughed playfully, with a playful gleam in his eyes.

Yang Yanqiu was suddenly speechless.

He stared at the other person with a look of confusion and a hint of anger in his eyes.

Although she claims to be kind-hearted, that is only relative to the people in the Demon Cult. It does not mean that she is an ignorant person who knows nothing and is as ignorant as a white lotus.

But after all, the other party saved his life.

Her expression was full of helplessness and shyness. She looked at Ning Mu and said kindly, "My benefactor, I am applying medicine. After all, there is a difference between men and women. You don't want others to know that you are obsessed with a demon cult witch, right? Please leave for the time being and come back to talk later, how about that?"

Yang Yanqiu became furious. She felt that Ning Mu's gaze, as if real, seemed to have seen through her clothes.

For some reason, I felt like I was naked, being admired from head to toe by this boy, as if every inch of my skin was glowing coldly under his gaze.

But the situation is actually similar.

After all, in order to apply medicine to the wound, she could only temporarily take off her skirt and even her inner clothes.

Only a piece of cloth is left to cover the last secret.

Although she seldom met and chatted with Ning Mu during this period, she had learned a lot of information from the maids around her.

She gradually had a rough idea of ​​Ning Mu's image and character in her mind.

erotic.

But with a heart full of compassion.

He is decisive in his actions, yet lacks a bit of ruthlessness.

A difficult character to comment on.

People like him will either live a mediocre life all their lives, or take advantage of the wind and soar to the sky.

So at this moment, Yang Yanqiu simply pointed out the problem, making the other party feel ashamed and leave the room.

As for the future...

I can’t care about so much!
The blazing fire in Ning Mu's eyes seemed to melt him.

I am the Holy Mother of the Sun and Moon Sect, the wife of the Sect Leader, and the stepmother of the Goddess. I will never allow myself to lose my virginity to a young man like this.

At worst, after today, I can just go down the mountain.

Although without cultivation, you may encounter greater danger.

But compared to innocence, life and death seem less important!

Yang Yanqiu made a decision in his heart.

He stared at Ning Mu with burning eyes, as if he would fight him to the death if he dared to take another step forward!

Faced with Yang Yanqiu's voice that sounded half warning and half pleading, Ning Mu couldn't help but smile leisurely.

This woman seems to be seriously injured.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so compromising yet still full of resentment.

He smiled evilly, looked up and down at Yang Yanqiu's beautiful and attractive body, and then said calmly: "It's not the first time I play with a demon girl, and there is nothing I dare not let others know about you. But you deliberately took advantage of me passing by and undressed me so much. If I don't take the initiative to fall into the trap, wouldn't it be too much of a spoilsport and a waste of the Virgin Mary's painstaking efforts?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanqiu was immediately shocked. Her lacquered red lips slightly opened, and her beautiful eyes were filled with shock and helplessness.

This person is so shameless!
He even turned the tables and said that I seduced him?

I took off my clothes to apply medicine to my wound, and he just happened to pass by.

How come when he said it, it seemed like I was deliberately luring him into a trap?
joke.

I am the Holy Mother of a religion. Not to mention my power as the leader of a religion, I am a hundred times stronger than this kid.

Even if there was no leader, why would I be attracted to him?
Did you really think that just because you gave him a holy order, you would have some designs on him and have fallen in love with him?

Isn’t he too narcissistic?
Yang Yanqiu felt a chill.

just.

Just as she was stunned, Ning Mu's figure was already approaching.

When she felt the man's warm breath on her neck, she finally reacted. Her body trembled immediately, and then she tightened her sleeves in her arms.

At this moment, she was like a frightened bird.

She exposed her snow-white shoulders and pretty back to the man. She bent down and lowered her head, bending her body like a shrimp, holding her sleeves tightly, for fear that the scenery in front of her would be exposed.

But she didn't know.

It is this desire to conceal that attracts men's attention even more.

"My benefactor, please, I am not trying to seduce you. I am changing the medicine. The wound on my back cannot be touched, so I... took off my clothes. I didn't expect you to pass by!"

"Please, go out!" Yang Yanqiu said aggrievedly, with a pleading look in his eyes and a bit of anger hidden in his eyes.

If she had not lost her cultivation and internal strength in the great battle with Han Yushan, the leader of Nanchuxun, she would have killed this scoundrel who dared to touch her shoulder on the spot!
Yang Yanqiu clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned pale.

She felt that Ning Mu's hands, which seemed to be full of magic, were sliding slowly along her shoulders, just like describing the country on paper.

Soon, they were almost reaching the top of Jiangshan Mountain.

Yang Yanqiu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

But for some reason, she frowned slightly, and deep in her heart, she felt an irrepressible restlessness under the hands of this guy!

This restlessness came out of nowhere and made her feel like giving up resistance.

My legs unconsciously tightened a little.

Strange!
too weird!

Something is wrong. This kid seems to have some strange magic skills in his hands, otherwise I would never end up like this!

Even though it has been a long time since I and the leader have lived together and shared sex, a person with such strong character as myself would never become so agitated just by a strange boy touching my shoulder and collarbone!
Yang Yanqiu's mind raced, and he seemed to have figured something out.

How could she know that Ning Mu's Shuyin Mixuan Hand was not some rubbish magic technique.

If I really have to say it, it can only be regarded as a method of touching the Tao!
And just when the hand was about to cross the forbidden area, Yang Yanqiu could no longer bear it and was about to shout out and refute forcefully, even at the cost of his life, to maintain his innocence.

suddenly.

The hand suddenly changed direction.

Go towards the wound under his armpit.

Ning Mu's eyes suddenly regained clarity. He stroked the scabbed wound and said calmly, "It must be a coincidence. But Holy Mother, why do you need to worry so much? Since I met you, it's like I saved you. How can I just leave you alone?"

"I am willing to do the job of applying the medicine for you!"

Ning Mu's words were righteous.

For a moment, Yang Yanqiu even wondered if he had really misunderstood him!
But then, she felt Ning Mu's warm hand gently stroking her back, and she frowned immediately.

But she could still barely endure it if it was just this.

If it goes one step further, she might even risk her life to protect her innocence.

At that moment, she blushed and nodded, saying, "In that case, I'll trouble Master Ning!"

She spoke with gnashing teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, it was hard to tell whether it was hatred or gratitude.

Ning Mu smiled casually and said, "It's no trouble, no trouble."

As he spoke, he picked up the ointment, applied it on his palm, and started applying it to Yang Yanqiu.

Yang Yanqiu's injuries were serious.

There were two crisscross wounds on the white and clean back. Although they had scabbed over, they were still creepy. It seemed that they were injured by sword energy.

There was also a wound under the left armpit.

There were also several wounds of varying sizes on the left side of the lower abdomen and on the inner side of the middle of the right thigh.

In addition, there is a black palm print on the heart position on the chest.

"Has the Holy Mother been in a dangerous place? Why are there so many wounds? They all seem to be sword wounds."

Ning Mu was applying makeup while chatting, but in fact he wanted to find out more about this woman.

She didn't know whether it was the cool warmth from the medicine on the wound that made Yang Yanqiu gradually relax her vigilance, or it was the gentleness of Ning Mu's slow caressing that made her gradually relax.

Yang Yanqiu pursed her lips and said helplessly: "Mr. Ning, you are joking, but this trip... I really feel like I have entered a dangerous place."

"The injury of my sect's goddess requires a kind of medicine, the Stone Spirit Sand Dendrobium. This thing is common, but ordinary Stone Spirit Sand Dendrobium is difficult to be effective. Only the Stone Spirit Sand Dendrobium cultivated by the Taoists in the Nanchu Taoist sect can completely eradicate the goddess's injury. Xunyidao is relatively weak, but I never thought that the master of Xunyidao, Han Yushan, has a terrifying cultivation level and seems to have the power of a real person. His skills are even better than those of the Demon Sect. The tyranny of the sword energy... Well, in short, this trip, I have suffered a big setback!"

As Yang Yanqiu was speaking, he suddenly came to his senses halfway through his speech.

If I continue talking, the other party will know that I have lost all my power.

Given this kid's fickle heart, if he knew that I had lost my cultivation, wouldn't he still be able to take advantage of me?
Although she really couldn't handle it at the moment.

But as long as you don't say it out loud, you can always keep it a little mysterious and make the other party feel afraid!

As for Han Yushan, the Taoist master of Xundao Sect, for some unknown reason, the sword technique he practiced actually left a violent internal force in his body. This violent internal force that remained in his body was like a bottomless pit, which sucked away all his cultivation.

It's almost comparable to the magic techniques!
Even more so.

"So that's how it is. Then has the Holy Mother found this Stone Spirit Sand Hu?" Ning Mu nodded and asked.

Yang Yanqiu pursed his lips, a trace of worry flashed across his brows, he shook his head helplessly, and chuckled: "No, it was right in front of me, within my reach, but I was slashed on the back by a sword. If I hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid I would have died under Han Yushan's sword."

Ning Mu suddenly realized and understood.

After all, if someone comes to steal something and is discovered by the owner, how can he let him go with a good temper?

It is sure that every move will be a killing move.

"Mr. Ning, you have been kind to me, so there is no need to always call me a saint. If you don't mind, just call me... Sister Yang, or just call me by my name!" Yang Yanqiu smiled helplessly and turned to Ning Mu and said.

The two were very close at this moment.

She knelt on the couch, and Ning Mu sat on the edge of the couch, cleaning and wiping her wound and applying medicine again.

When she turned her head, she met Ning Mu's eyes, which were about an inch away. She could even see her own reflection in the other's eyes and feel each other's breath spraying on each other's faces.

Yang Yanqiu suddenly looked uneasy and flustered, and turned his head away with flickering eyes.

Ning Mu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to gently apply the wound on her back, and at the same time, almost touching her earlobe, he whispered: "Then this young master is taking advantage. It is a blessing for this young master to have the Holy Mother of a big sect like the Sun Moon Divine Sect as my sister~"

"Sister Yang, are you satisfied with my brother's application of medicine?"

[Hint: You used the secret technique · Shuyin Misty Hand, proficiency +3! ]

[Hint: You used the secret technique · Shuyin Misty Hand, proficiency +5! ]

"Hmm~"

Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but let out a light complaint. The voice that came to her ears seemed to be filled with deadly poison. The hands that were applying to the wounds on her back, armpits and waist seemed to be filled with extremely powerful magic, which made her strong defenses shake slightly.

An indescribable throbbing rose quietly from the bottom of her heart, making her whole body seem to be covered with a layer of touching glow.

She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, her eyes looked as if she was about to cry, she lowered her eyes shyly and restrainedly, and snorted barely perceptibly.

"Thank you, Mr. Ning, for your help..."

Hesitant in his heart, Yang Yanqiu spoke softly, his heartstrings loosened, and his whole body almost leaned into Ning Mu's arms.

The sleeve that he had tried so hard to hold up fell silently, either because his hands had lost strength or for some other reason.

Can……

next moment.

She woke up suddenly.

Feeling the warm hand, he suddenly grabbed his own son.

Yang Yanqiu suddenly regained consciousness and hurriedly pushed Ning Mu away. Then he quickly picked up his sleeves and stood in front of him again. With a look of alertness on his face, he nervously stepped back a little, then stared at Ning Mu, mustered up his courage, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ning. The medicine has been applied. Please respect yourself!"

Seeing that she suddenly recovered, Ning Mu realized that he had acted too hastily.

He couldn't help but touch his nose and smiled, then stood up calmly.

"Sister Yang, Sister Yang, it seems that you don't want me to raise you. I'll take my leave now. If you need anything, just tell them."

While talking.

He straightened up, put his fingers under his nose and sniffed gently, then smiled playfully at Yang Yanqiu.

The fragrance seemed to still linger on his fingertips, making him feel nostalgic.

When Yang Yanqiu saw Ning Mu's teasing action, her face immediately turned red, she lowered her eyes, bowed her head and said helplessly: "I know... Sir, please do as you please!"

Ning Mu didn't stay any longer. He just laughed and turned away.

Only Yang Yanqiu was left sitting on the couch, looking lost in thought. There was an extremely complicated expression in her beautiful eyes, and it was hard to tell whether it was hatred or gratitude.

Maybe both.

……

Seeing the young master coming out of the room of the seriously injured demon cult witch, the maids who were busy outside were not surprised.

They greeted each other with a friendly smile, and seeing that the young master had no intention of chatting, they each went back to their own work.

Ning Mu, on the other hand, leisurely came to the room of Master Liuli, which was next to Yang Yanqiu.

Tuk-tuk-tuk~
Knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

Liuli's cold and calm voice sounded.

Ning Mu pushed open the door and walked in with his hands behind his back, only to see Master Liuli sitting cross-legged on the step, beating a wooden fish and turning rosary beads. Her thin lips were slightly opening and closing, and scriptures were being recited from her lips.

"Why did it take so long?"

Seeing Ning Mu coming in, Liuli put down the wooden fish mallet, tilted her head to look at him, and her tone seemed to be mixed with some complaints and coquettishness.

This bastard is simply a piece of shit!
We had clearly made an appointment and I had taken the initiative to give him a massage, but he actually took advantage of his free time to go to the next room and tease the Holy Mother of the Demon Cult.

As a master who was half a step away from becoming a god, she naturally heard what had just happened next door.

He was just angry and wanted to embarrass Ning Mu, so he mentioned it deliberately.

He made an appointment with me, but he was flirting with other women. How thick-skinned does he have to be to face it calmly?
Obviously.

Liuli still underestimated Ning Mu's thickness of skin.

Ning Mu shrugged, walked over and sat on the couch naturally, then stretched out his hand and put it on Liuli's shoulder, and his hand naturally moved down along the collar.

At the same time, he said, "I played with Yang Yanqiu next door for a while, but she doesn't understand romance. My master is still charming and lovely."

(End of this chapter)