"Yes!" He snapped his fingers and patted Taoist Tianji on the shoulder, saying happily, "Why didn't I think of it? I have to act quickly. I can't let Bai Lang, that stinking dragon, take advantage of me!"
He did as he said. As the night fell, Gu Chenxi broke the snow-white steamed bun into small pieces and fed it slowly.
"Snow-treading, how do you want to become Jun Mo? If you ruin my cultivation because of me, how can I live with it?" She fed him while repenting, "It's all my fault. I'm too willful. As long as you can turn back, I'll do anything for you. Even if I have to boil soup for you to nourish my body, I'm willing to do it!"
Her small body trembled as she asked nervously, "What's wrong? Are you cold?" As she spoke, she even touched her forehead in a very serious manner.
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