The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

After dinner, Qingchen sat leisurely aside, letting Su Zixuan busy cleaning up the food.

She turned her back to Qingchen, her figure light and gentle.

Qingchen has been practicing for several years, always pure and abstinent, practicing meditation, and never planned to take a maid.

But at this time, he had some ideas in his mind.

When he came with the old mayor the day before yesterday, he had already had some ideas about Su Zixuan.

But due to his status and occasion, he never showed it.

"Well, you go ahead and wait for me by the wooden barrel in the quiet room.

I feel a little uncomfortable and need to sort it out for a while."

There was a little hoarseness in Qingchen's voice.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and tried to speak calmly.

"I obey your order and go to prepare it now."

Su Zixuan responded.

Her hands were gently folded together, and her fingertips trembled slightly, revealing her inner tension and shyness.

She turned and walked towards the bathtub.

Every step she took seemed so cautious, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

Qingchen followed her, and his eyes fell on Su Zixuan's back with a hint of meaning.

He thought to himself that although this woman was a slave, she had some graceful figures.

Su Zixuan stood beside the wooden tub, clasping her hands together, with a slight white glow between her fingers.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Qingchen.

She just glanced at him secretly with her peripheral vision, and then quickly lowered her head.

A blush appeared on her cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears, making her look extremely shy.

"What are you standing there in a daze? Come here and help me untie this dress."

Qingchen's voice interrupted Su Zixuan's thoughts. She looked up and met Qingchen's eyes, and her heart was even more flustered.

"Ah, yes... yes, Immortal Master."

Su Zixuan responded quickly, with a bit of stuttering in her voice.

She approached cautiously, stretched out her hands, and began to unbutton Qingchen's outer clothes, which were not complicated.

Qingchen deliberately slowed down his movements and let Su Zixuan unbutton his long gown slowly and clumsily,

slowly revealing the underwear inside, and her fingers shuttled lightly between Qingchen's clothes.

Su Zixuan's fingers gently touched the long gown made of special materials, and she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

Su Zixuan unconsciously slowed down her movements in the process of unbuttoning. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would destroy these completely unfamiliar items to her.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Qingchen.

Qingchen looked indifferent, allowing Su Zixuan to serve him clumsily but seriously.

A barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be quite amused by Su Zixuan's reaction.

"Keep going, you're doing well."

Qingchen waved his hand, motioning Su Zixuan to continue.

Finally, with Su Zixuan's efforts, Qingchen's clothes were untied one by one.

Su Zixuan didn't dare to look at it any more, and lowered her head quickly.

She had never thought that she would have such a day to be so close to a master of the cultivation world.

She had never thought that she would have such a strange feeling about him.

Under Su Zixuan's service, Qingchen slowly stepped to the wooden barrel and began to relieve the fatigue of the past few days.

Asceticism is never so easy. Therefore, ascetics are often the most determined people.

Warm water has been prepared in the wooden barrel, exuding a faint fragrance.

Su Zixuan picked up the towel beside her and gently wiped Qingchen's body, with gentle and delicate movements.

Qingchen felt Su Zixuan's service, and he was even more eager to move.

After wiping his body, Su Zixuan picked up the bath towel next to him and began to massage Qingchen's body.

Although her technique was a little clumsy, it was accompanied by an indescribable gentleness and delicacy.

Her hands wandered over Qingchen's muscles, giving Qingchen a feeling of comfort and relaxation.

"Chief Chen gave so many maids to those immortals.

Do you think those maids were taken away by the immortals?"

Qingchen suddenly asked, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his tone.

"This, this servant really doesn't know."

Su Zixuan answered hesitantly,

"I think they were all taken away, because I have never seen a maid return to Mr. Chen's mansion."

"The sect has a rule that does not allow cultivators to bring mortals back to the mountain gate at will."

Qingchen said lightly, which is true.

The sect has strict rules, and outer disciples will never be able to bring mortals into the mountain gate.

Only inner disciples have such privileges.

"Ah, then...then why did Mr. Chen say that they were all taken away?"

Su Zixuan's heart tightened when she heard this, and the movements of her hands became flustered.

"This 'taken away' may not mean taking to the immortal sect, but 'disappearing' in another sense."

Qingchen closed his eyes and enjoyed Su Zixuan's massage. He added another sentence, with a hint of meaning in his tone.

"Is... is... is he dead?"

Su Zixuan's face turned pale when she heard this,

and her hand movements suddenly stopped, her eyes were full of fear.

Qingchen suddenly looked at Su Zixuan: "But, you are mine, I will take good care of you!"

......

After half an hour, Su Zixuan's breathing was still not stable.

"From now on, you are my maid."

During this period, Qingchen discovered that Su Zixuan had spiritual roots in her body. Qingchen has always had the idea of ​​forming his own forces as a powerful tool for searching for rare resources and obtaining important information.