What a bird, what kind of wine tastes fishy, ​​these dignitaries have enough taste.

wait, the smell...

Bloody smell.

Xie Zhiwei was also stunned.

Sure enough, a subtle change appeared on Mu Hao's face, and after a while he said, "Master, do you still remember the blood of the black wolf on Xuanyun Mountain?"

Chapter 105 Forbidden Fruit

Xie Zhiwei almost clenched his teeth.

...how can not remember, was careless.

He accidentally killed a horse on Xuanyun Mountain, and the blood sprayed both his master and his apprentice. At the time, I didn't know what it was, but I just thought it was embarrassing to be seen by the male protagonist taking a bath. Later, I learned that the black wolf blood still has such effects, and I was glad that I didn't touch the flesh and didn't get caught.

Wait, the male protagonist couldn't avoid the wolf's blood when his cultivation was low, could it be...

Xie Zhiwei's expression also changed slightly.

Mu Kui's face also turned red for no apparent reason. Looking at Xie Zhiwei, he muttered: "The first time this disciple has fond memories of the master, it was on the night when he killed the black wolf. Remember it clearly."

"Don't talk about it." Xie Zhiwei interrupted him in a stunned manner, and it took a long time for him to finally say: "This is not right..."

You should react to the girl! ! !

"It's really not right, Senior Nie pointed it out at the time." Mu Hao's eyes were deep, "The disciple also knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't hold it back several times, but instead it grew in his heart day and night... After four years and the death of the master, he died. Resurrection, Master thinks it can be removed?"

Xie Zhiwei was shocked by his stubbornness. Even when Mu Hao sought revenge from the Bai family and his son, he never said such deep and explicit words.

He tried to persuade: "But, but you know... if your father knows about your thoughts, and the world knows what kind of trouble it will bring you, and how others will see you, you'd better dismiss it."

Up to now, it is useless from his Xie Zhiwei's point of view, it must be based on the interests of the male protagonist. The male protagonist has always been selfish, even if he doesn't like girls, he should accept it even for his bright future.

But Mu Hao held his hand without hesitation: "Master, this disciple has already grown up, and these disciples you mentioned have never thought of it. But even if this is a big mistake, even if you lose a lot, the disciple still likes it. Master. Doing it when you know you can't do it, doesn't it just show how valuable your disciple's intention is?"

Xie Zhiwei was dumbfounded.

What he said made sense, but he was speechless.

Damn, couldn't convince him from any angle, but he was shocked and speechless.

Sure enough, you can do it, you can't make a noise.

Mu Hao looked at him deeply: "That day, outside the city of Zuoji, when the master appeared alive in front of the disciple, the disciple was already desperate."

Xie Zhiwei was about to take his hand off: "But I said, I don't like you, I focus on cultivating Taoism for my teacher, and I have no interest in love affairs."

"The master told the disciple how boring love is." Mu Hao not only did not let go, but squeezed his chin with his other hand, forcing him to face himself, "Master was very caring for the disciple back then, but now To pity the woman in white, to help passersby, and to save the little uncle, what kind of feelings are these? Why are these precious, and love can't be touched?"

Being questioned line by line, Xie Zhiwei felt that he was in a dead end again.

Life is precious, and love is more expensive. This is the law of human development, and there is nothing to belittle. But those words of praise were all about the love between men and women. Once Xie Zhiwei talked about men and women, and Mu Hao became black, wouldn't he want to target women in the world again?

Seeing that Xie Zhiwei fell into silence, Mu Qian smiled bitterly and said, "How can you stop the disciple if the master doesn't understand? Besides, you are already..."

He said, stroking Xie Zhiwei's lips with his fingers, and Xie Zhiwei just licked it unconsciously because of thirst in his mouth, and it was still a little wet.

Mu Qi couldn't bear it any longer, and kissed him directly.

"Um...you go...um..."

Xie Zhiwei reacted violently and recommended him endlessly. He was terribly hot at the moment, and his senses were especially keen. When Mu Yi kissed him, he took the opportunity to squeeze an earlobe, and his whole nerves were tense.

Xie Zhiwei struggled and said, "Why do you... I don't belong in this world... You will be disappointed..."

"The disciple knows that the master has been lying in the coffin for four years, and he has already ascended to immortality." Mu Qi's hand suddenly loosened, but he did not let go of him, "Since he has ascended and cannot escape this world, why should he leave? Disciple In the future, the respect of the master will be the most important, and it will be a hundred times better than becoming an immortal, so why should the master pursue fruitless things?"

Listening to this, the male protagonist himself is no longer obsessed with becoming an immortal?

Xie Zhiwei wanted to cry but had no tears. Knowing this earlier, he didn't pretend to force him to tell this lie.

Jiu Jin'er was all anxious, his mind was a little confused, he took out the Qingping sword and placed it between him and Mu Qian: "Don't come here..."

The brilliance of the sword body shone, and Mu Hao saw the decisiveness in his eyes, and he couldn't help thinking of the helpless sentence "It's better to be a teacher than to die" when he was persecuted.

The scene in front of Mu Qi suddenly blurred.

The illusion began to bite again, and the spiritual power that Xie Zhiweidu had given him earlier had begun to wear down.

But the three-day period has only just begun, and he can only bear it.

He closed his eyes and said softly, "If the disciple can't go over, Master should put down the sword, okay?"

"Stand farther away." Xie Zhiwei felt relieved when he saw Mu Hao retreating according to the words, his body staggered, the Qingping sword slipped, and the blade almost stabbed him.

The next moment, his hand loosened, and the Qingping Sword fell to the ground.

Hei Lian's breath was like thousands of strands of long hair, tightly wrapping his two wrists, and then pulled over the top of his head and tied him directly to the head of the bed.

This is the usual binding pose for some action movies, perfect.

Xie Zhiwei raised his head, shocked and angry: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

He is extremely uneasy right now. Under the struggle, Rao Shihei Lian's strength was very light, and a red mark was drawn on his wrist.

Mu Qi's eyes were full of pity, and he just wanted to explain that he did this because he was afraid that Xie Zhiwei would be injured by Qingping Sword. But Xie Zhiwei shouted desperately, "I'm not Xie Zhiwei!"

Mu Qian's mind was blank, and his eyes were even more blurred. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "What did the master say, you are not my master, who would you be?"

Xie Zhiwei said loudly as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "I'm really not Xie Zhiwei, Xie Zhiwei is already dead! He's not in this world, you let me go!"

The whole phantom was silent.

Xie Zhiwei calmed down, looked over, and found that Mu Hao was in a trance.

"Hey you……"

Before Xie Zhiwei could finish speaking, he suddenly gave a shock.

The alarm sounded like a roller coaster in my mind, and then the system issued an unprecedented sharp prompt: "High-energy warning! You do not recognize the host's behavior, and you have reached the bottom line of human-designed OOC. Sorry, the system has cleared your presence index. Zero...to clear...to clear...to clear...zero..."

Xie Zhiwei's heart fell to the bottom of the glacier, and the word "zero" reverberated like a magic sound.

His body was still steaming hot, and the heat wave was still surging in his blood, but he felt a chill in his heart.

Damn, really want to scold people! What the hell is this! All the hard work over the past few years was wasted in just one sentence! ! !

In the confusion, the system's friendly reminder continued: "Please don't be discouraged, implement your professional training as an actor, and I believe you will be able to recover the presence index as soon as possible."