A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Her back was still frozen, and she finally removed his hand from his wrist.

Silence surrounded the two.

The man's jade-like wrist hung absently beside the bed, and as she spoke those words, coldness appeared in his dark eyes.

"Yes, I...have someone I like."

There was suddenly no sound between heaven and earth, and that sentence kept echoing in my mind.

Zong Qingchuan sat up in despair. His heart felt like it had been thrown into an ice cellar and rolled around. When he put it back into his body, his whole body was stiff.

Overwhelmed, confused, and miserable.

He stood up and saw that she was still standing still, her back looking as lonely as his.

"It's me, right?"

The moment he didn't get a positive answer, he still wanted to lie to himself again.

"No." Lin Muqing's heart clenched and she ducked out of the room.

Zong Qingchuan chased after her directly. In the garden, she stood still and her sleeves were pulled.

"Master, can we go back to the way we were before?"

"Then you promise me to get rid of the unwanted thoughts in your mind."

She knew it, and she noticed it.

Even though he didn't say it outright.

But she is still willing to get along with him.

"...Okay." Zong Qingchuan's tall and straight body seemed to have slumped shoulders, and his stunning face lost all color. He stood beside her and tightened his grip on her sleeves.

The girl turned around with wet eyes, raised her head, and seemed to have him in her eyes but not at all.

The watery almond eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog at this time, and Qingchuan could not clearly see her expression and inner thoughts.

"Go take a shower. Congratulations on successfully passing the integration stage."

The man in front of her had messy bloody clothes and fragile eyes. She took out the lucky bag she had just received, took the hand clenched in the sleeve, spread her palm, put the lucky bag into his hand, and then stood with her hands down, avoiding unnecessary physical contact.

"Qingchuan, I have something to do. I will be back within ten days."

This time she said it very simply and finalized it.

He was about to ask if we could come together, but he was afraid that she would never come back after she left.

"Master..."

"You're fine."

Even though Qingchuan watched her disappear, this time even with the strength of his Mahayana stage, he could not find any trace of her.

Or maybe she used a spell that was deliberately hidden from him.

For a long time, he frowned, and the coldness spread to his limbs and bones, the blue and white blood vessels in his neck twitched, and the madness lingering around him was terrifying.

"Who is the person I like..."

"Master, I will not give up..."

It doesn't matter if there are people he likes, he will drive them all away.

He would leave her alone with him.

She held the lucky bag close to her chest and smelled it carefully. It was the unique fragrance left in her hands.

Ten days, so painful.

The master asked him to take a bath and heat the warm water first.

The cold and crazy figure disappeared into the garden.

*

A candle burned in the candlestick beside the tub.

In the oval bathtub, the handsome man with dark hair hanging down the side of the tub is half-closing his eyes and tilting his head back. The steaming heat blurs his fair and flawless skin.

The well-distributed muscles look thin when dressed but fleshy when undressed, and they are exposed to the air.

There are also thick branches that have always been terrifying.

Lin Muqing went for a walk outside and came back, hiding in the dark. When he found him, he saw this scene.

A handsome man with a gloomy and powerful temperament, he has a particularly attractive temperament.

Get out quickly.

"Master..." The man's deep and paranoid voice murmured softly, his voice so deep and caring that it surrounded her like a fishing net.

Her footsteps were fixed at the screen, and she responded lightly through a screen,

"Ah."

remind him.

Inside the screen.

Zong Qingchuan quickly stood up from the bathtub, with long wet hair reaching his waist, a tall and perfect figure, and he was helpless to stretch his arms to get dressed.

The hem of light purple clothes floated from the edge of the screen.

"Master...I..."

But when he went out, she was gone.

He was so panicked that he never thought she would come back.

There is a letter left on the pear wood table.

: Across Qingchuan, don’t get lost in your favorite emotions. You should strengthen your beliefs. Immortality is your goal.

Immortality?

Of course he remembers.

But Master, loving you and immortality are not contradictory.

Just look at it if you see it. How could it be hidden from the master's eyes?

Until the second day, even in Qingchuan, there was no sign of her.

He forced himself to calm down and then took out the ancient book.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he carefully flipped through the pages.

Minutes and seconds passed, each awkward and difficult font was printed in Zong Qingchuan's mind, and he could read and understand it.

There is only shock and secret madness in my heart.

It turns out that formations can be so powerful.

The Prisoner God's formation will weaken it by 90% of its spiritual power.

He cannot get out of the formation in a short period of time and is at the mercy of the person who set up the formation.

But deep down in his heart, he still felt unwilling to treat his master like this.

What to do if there is a danger that Master no longer has the strength to fight...