There is actually nothing wrong with this guy, but there is something wrong with his thinking, which is the so-called three views.

"Master, will it hurt to wash the marrow, I heard that it hurts, is there any pain medicine?"

Yan Xiaomo just said that the master didn't like to listen to her, and she shut up, but before a few seconds, Yan Xiaomo started chattering again, forgetting what she had said before.

"Master, do I have to wash the marrow? What happens if you don't wash the marrow? Is it true that if you don't wash the marrow, you can't become a god? ”

Yan Xiaomo said a lot of things along the way, and her mouth was about to dry, but the cold master didn't say a word at all.

took Yan Xiaomo to a clear pool, turned to Yan Xiaomo and said: "This is the marrow washing pool, you can successfully wash the marrow by soaking here for three days and three nights, it will hurt when washing the marrow, but if you want to become a god, you can't be afraid of pain." ”

Yan Xiaomo's face turned blue when she heard it.

"I'm afraid of pain, can I not wash it?"

Yan Xiaomo hid behind Shizun, and looked at the green clear pool with a jealous gaze, and there was a layer of mist on top of the clear pool.

"What do you say?"

Shizun's voice sank, and with a wave of his sleeve, Yan Xiaomo flew towards Qingchi, and then was pressed into the water by an invisible force, and could only breathe with one head exposed.

"Master, can you be gentle, I wasn't prepared, I was scared to death." Yan Xiaomo patted his chest and exhaled a long breath, knowing that he was not the opponent of this master, so he gave up the struggle and sat peacefully in the clear pool to wash the marrow.

At first, it was fine, and it felt like a hot spring in it, and it felt great.

In order to achieve a better effect of soaking in the hot spring, Yan Xiaomo specially took off the clothes on her body, and she didn't care that the master was in front.

This master looks like he has no desires and no desires, and he is probably not interested in himself, and they all say that people who cultivate immortals are not close to women, and besides, the master is such a virtuous and respected god, Yan Xiaomo is really not too wary of the master.

"What are you doing with your undressing?" Shizun's eyes moved slightly, but his face was still silent.

"Wash the marrow, take off your clothes and wash the marrow, it will be cleaner."

Yan Xiaomo didn't care about Shizun's gaze, in her eyes, Shizun was like a cold robot, without any lust.

Maybe the water temperature was a little high, Yan Xiaomo only felt that her little face was hot for a while.

Since the end of the last round of the game, Yan Xiaomo found that her jade peak was still so big, so now she was very embarrassed to wear clothes, just take that armored military uniform as an example, the chest is specially designed to be hollowed, so that most of the jade peak is exposed.

However, what should be blocked is still blocked, but such a looming appearance is even more tempting.

At this time, Yan Xiaomo only cared about taking a bath by herself, and did not look up at the man on the edge of the pool at all, and did not see the fluctuations in the man's eyes.

After three days and three nights, Yan Xiaomo felt that she was about to be soaked and swollen by water, and she didn't feel any pain at all.

"Master, I can come out of it, if I don't come out, I'll be swollen." Yan Xiaomo looked up at the man who had been guarding the edge of the clear pool for three days and three nights.

Although she didn't drink water and eat for three days, Yan Xiaomo didn't feel the slightest bit of hunger, which is probably because the marrow washing was successful, and she became a real god.

Like Shizun, you don't need to eat or drink, and it won't have any impact on your body.