The second day.

Hot spring cliff.

The mist has dispersed and the sunshine is just right.

The breeze is gentle, the waves are sparkling, and the small hot spring reflects the scenery of the sea.

The flying peach petals drifted into the water, half of them were pulled underwater by colorful warm-water fish and eaten, and the other half fell off the cliff with the flowing water.

Beautiful things often end badly.

Xiao Ran never pursues appearance.

He was wearing underwear, lying on the floating fully automatic massage bed, enjoying the gentle mountain breeze, colorful peach petals and the rhythmic massage rhythm in the pool.

Cross your legs, put a glass of freshly squeezed mixed juice next to you, and enjoy the rare leisure time.

The massage table is longer than one person, wider than one person, and slightly narrower than two people, which is quite particular.

The bed surface is completely black. Although it is made of imitation leather, it is very skin-friendly, warm and smooth.

Although the effect of automatic massage is not as good as Bingbing's warm and soft hands, it is better than the large massage area, continuous massage, and no scary words will suddenly appear.

Uncle Yinyue left him three days' worth of medicine to dispel the underworld, three times a day, three pills at a time, which is similar to how you take cold medicine.

For Xiao Ran, there is no essential difference between swallowing the Hades core and contracting the Hades poison and catching a cold.

The remaining underworld poison in the physical body was gradually sucked into the air sea by the underworld core.

His pill wall became increasingly stable, sealing the dark power firmly. Unless Xiao Ran released it manually, not even a drop of the dark power would leak out.

It would be bad to avoid giving birth to little underworld people with Master in the future.

Although his strength has skyrocketed, considering that Xiao Wu may be the senior master's brother, Xiao Ran has not practiced at Jianjian Peak or tested his power in the past few days.

But he feels good about himself.

Unless you encounter cheating players like Master, you can basically defeat ordinary distracted monks.

For a non-combatant player like Uncle Yinyue, he can definitely punch and punch.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that swallowing the Hades Core was too smooth.

Could it be that Master gave it to him on purpose?

Perhaps because he was too weak to deal with the apostles, he was overthrown and became stronger.

Blackening makes you stronger, whitening makes you weaker, this is common sense in all high-level martial arts worlds.

Wouldn't it be nice to use the villain's power to fight the villain?

Xiao Ran can perfectly control the power of blackening. Wouldn't it be nice to pretend to join the gang?

For Xiao Ran, it is not difficult at all to control the power of the underworld core.

At the beginning, in order to fully release the power of the Nether Core, he was covered in pitch black and hard. After opening the power of resonance, he quickly suppressed the power of the Nether Core.

Let the power of the underworld core and the power of the dragon veins be perfectly integrated, like twins of yin and yang.

The realm of the entire sea of ​​​​qi has improved, exuding a strange divine radiance.

But these days, Xiao Ran pretended to be injured, in pain, and lay weakly on the massage bed.

Enjoying the service of Bingbing and Chuyan, I felt hungry for a while, thirsty for a while, and needed to pee for a while.

When you are hungry or thirsty, you need to be fed ice-cold.

When I want to pee, I need Chuyan’s hand to help me.

Ling Zhouyue could only stare beside her. The wine in her hand was no longer fragrant and the painting book didn't look good.

The sun shone on Ling Zhouyue's picturesque face, and the sparkling light reflected her smooth and jade-like body.

Seeing that half of the entire pool was occupied by Xiao Ran's massage bed, she really couldn't swallow this breath.

Putting down the wine bottle, she held Fengyun's chest, cleared her throat, coughed twice, and said with a hint of majesty:

"I'm a little tired of being a teacher."

Xiao Ran squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the sky, enjoying the warm sunbath, and said casually:

"My hand hurts, let Bingbing rub it for you."

Ling Zhouyue endured the fire and said coldly:

"I'm a little sleepy as a teacher."

Xiao Ran continued to look at the sky, patted the mattress and said:

"Then Master, come over and squeeze in and sleep together."

Looking at the massage table eagerly, Ling Zhouyue swallowed.

"You get out of bed and go paint. I want to see the painting."

Xiao Ran said again:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I don't have the time to draw."

Ling Zhouyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, she thought for a moment, then swallowed her anger and said:

"Master, I'm a little hungry."

Xiao Ran only said:

"living comfortably without anybody's help."

Ling Zhouyue was helpless and kept doing nothing, so she simply waved her hands and acted coquettishly:

"I want you to feed me!"

How could Xiao Ran not know what the master wanted and not be fooled by her at all?

He took out a piece of cake and just reached out to feed it. He deliberately put his power into his palm and sucked up the cake, leaving only charcoal ash.

"This disciple is now covered in poison from the underworld. Look, all the cakes have turned into ashes."

Ling Zhouyue understood, so she took back the jug, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a hint of resentment:

"Okay, you are holding a grudge, let's just call it my teacher's fault."

Xiao Ran used the straw as a straw to take a sip of the juice, continued to look up at the sky, and said:

"Master is not wrong."

Ling Zhouyue stared at Xiao Ran's massage table and began to reflect seriously.

"As a teacher, I shouldn't bury you on purpose."

Xiao Ran shook his head. For an immortal cultivator, the damage value of burying someone is worse than scratching an itch.

"That's not the point."

Ling Zhouyue thought for a moment and pretended to be honest:

"Well, I shouldn't take the risk of feeding you the Nether Core."

Xiao Ran took a sip of the refreshing freshly squeezed juice and then turned sideways.

Under the visual conditions without fog, stare at the Master's body.

All I saw was the dazzling backlight and the sparkling waves.

"No, Master fed me the Nether Core to help me improve my strength. The Great Nether Core may be dangerous to others, but to me, it is almost like popping candy."

Ling Zhouyue breathed a sigh of relief, her hard work was not in vain.

"You still have some conscience."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10 filial piety points!]

You want to send me away with 10 filial piety points?

Xiao Ran's plan was too big, so he remained unmoved. He turned on his resonance consciousness to avoid being blinded, stared at the master and said:

"My disciple is thinking, if the power of my nether core can absorb the Master's sword energy, can I have a child with the Master and contribute to the Age of Ending Dharma?"

Is my precious apprentice so clever?

Ling Zhouyue's face was slightly red, she took a sip of wine and pretended to be blushing.

"Do you like being a teacher so much if you are born with someone or not?"

Xiao Ran nodded extremely seriously.

"Well, Master has a broad mind and the next generation will be well-nourished."

Ling Zhouyue has grown so big, I never thought that this thing could be an advantage.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although Xiao Ran's eyes are a bit lustful, the advantages are better than the disadvantages.

"When giving birth to a child, you should not only consider the next generation, but also the wishes of the parents... What about you? What do you like about being a teacher?"

Xiao Ran thought for a while and said:
To be continued...