Feng Qingxiu kissed it down softly, stroking her delicate collarbone with her calloused fingers, as if she was using a clever switch to easily wipe off the front of her clothes. He even thanked Senior Brother Yang for his teaching, and the book he sent. There are many solutions to the cassock above, and he remembers them so clearly.
There were two villains in my heart suddenly fighting, one shouted to get on quickly, and don't come again when the opportunity was lost, and the other shouted, "No, no, no, you are in a hurry to stop now."
The large area of skin exposed under his body was white and flexible, which made Feng Qingxiu look a little dazzling. He licked and touched the same, and his two messy bodies were twisting on the solemn yin and yang fish, and the tip of his nose was hot. , nosebleed.
Why do you get nosebleeds in your dreams? !
Feng Qingxiu felt aggrieved, and the master on her body finally couldn't help it and laughed lightly.
"Xiaoqing, you make me itch~" Master said softly, his shirt fell to his buttocks, his chest rose and fell slightly with the voice, the voice line jumped slightly, and the tone rose in such a subtle way that he could hear it. Feng Qingxiu's ears were itchy, and the nosebleed came out again.
A drop of blood slid down before he was embarrassed to cover it, and fell on the only two red spots on the skin below him.
"Master..." He only felt his heart beat like a drum, raised his hand to stop the blood, the former two villains in his heart suddenly strangled the latter, the last trace of fear in his expression disappeared, showing a smile, kneeling gently on the teacher Zun's chest, "I'll wipe it off for you."
Before Ji Yunlai nodded, he lowered his head and bit the bulge lightly, grinding his snow-white teeth slightly.
"Ah!" He whispered, and his old face instantly turned red to the tip of his ears, "You, don't bite..."
His apprentice bit hard and mumbled, "Yes." Then he skillfully licked the red beans in circles.
A strange feeling descended down the tail vertebra, and the numb electric current immediately made him collapse: "No, don't lick~"
"Master is really hard to serve~" Feng Qingxiu complained with satisfaction, she stroked the red bean on the other side with one hand, kneaded it, and sucked away the last trace of blood, even her knees rubbed the two legs of Master with all her might. After a while, after trying his best to tease him, he asked, "This way, it's alright?"
Ji Yunlai couldn't tell him anything, so he could only turn his head with a blushing face.
The person on his body didn't want him to be so passive. He didn't know the severity of the fire, and he didn't know where he learned this jerky technique. Ji Yunlai thought about it, but he didn't expect that his body seemed to have a memory to automatically cater to him. Go up, this is the so-called mouth saying no, but the body is very honest...
But apprentice, if you touch and touch like this, it is hands-on.
"Master, you are hard!" Xiaoqing whispered in his ear, as if he had discovered a big secret.
Ji Yunlai couldn't bear it any longer, and bit his ear: "Little bastard, you didn't do it!"
"So let me serve you." He stretched out his hand to touch it, took off his belt and covered his knees, lowered his head with a adoring expression, stepped back to cover it, and swallowed repeatedly. The pleasure was so great that he even It only lasted for half a moment, and it was a complete failure.
I can't blame him, even if it doesn't count the thousand years of amnesia, he's also a great wizard-level old bacon. If it doesn't count for amnesia, this is his first time...
Feng Qingxiu swallowed everything in her mouth with satisfaction. The slender and tall body came over in the next moment, and he said to him in his ear: "Master, open your legs."
Ji Yunlai was a little shy, and his apprentice was too much. How could he say such words directly...
The next second, there was a slender finger behind him, and the fingertip even surrounded the water wave and slowly penetrated into it.
Ji Yunlai reluctantly pushed him and whispered, "Xiaoqing, water control is not used here."
"Does Master like the ivy technique more?" Feng Qingxiu smiled, and thin vines stretched out from his hands, probing into the secret place, bringing sore and numb pain.
"No, still use water." Ji Yunlai tried to back away, letting the tiny vines exit his body.
The next second, a strange and gentle stream of water opened his body, swelled and dispersed, moved forward and backward, all the way inward...
A pair of hands suddenly clasped his shoulders, and the master under him was like a fish out of water, and said with a low trembling: "Xiaoqing, it's too deep..."
The reason that he reluctantly supported was finally defeated. He kissed the soft lips of the master forcefully and stepped forward.
So tight, yet so soft, layer upon layer, from the heart to the body, like layers of cocoons, completely wrapping him, the soul is rushed upwards and upwards, and you can see a blank cloud of clouds all around.
"Cloud," he said softly.
The person under him suddenly clamped him hard, causing him to push hard, and it seemed that he had hit a slightly different soft wall.
"Ah!" The master under him whispered, "Don't, don't touch there."
"You invited me." Xiaoqing licked his ears, opened his legs further apart, and slammed it hard. He didn't do it very often, but every time it was very hard, it made his mind confused. The calm desire began to stand again, "Look, you obviously like it very much."
Ji Yun was speechless, just hugged him tightly and grabbed hard behind him.
…
A day later, neither of the two masters of Chasing Yunfeng showed up.
"Senior brother?" Bai Shuixian and Yan Zhao thought that they hadn't had a good time with their senior brother for a long time. They found some chores that were not related to watching or not watching, and went to Chasing Yunfeng in the name of reporting. There is no Kunlai residence of the head. The terrifying array on Zhaoyue Peak, no one can stop them.
However, after seeing the senior brother taking a nap by the stone table under the tree from a distance, the two looked at each other and saw doubts in them.
Not to mention immortals, even if they are in the right way, they rarely fall asleep.
If you really want to rest, you will definitely find a safe place, at least there will be a prompt around the formation.
But there is nothing around it.
"Is this Senior Brother not wanting to disturb us?" Bai Shuixian quietly asked Second Senior Brother.
Yan Zhao thought it was very possible, then rolled his eyes and felt that he could do something else, so he whispered to his junior sister, "I heard that An Xian has nothing to do recently, and is forcing others to fight?"
"Yeah, poor Qiao Qiao, this child is An Xian's apprentice, he can't escape so many debtors, and he is chased miserably every day." Bai Shuixian understood and sighed sincerely, "Qiao Qiao didn't go to Dao Dian, Go back and let him go down the door for a walk, let him enter the peak early."
"But her intuition is very accurate." Yan Zhao sighed and sighed, "Let her go on like this without breaking a Feilai Peak."
"Do you think it's possible for the Sect Master to comprehend new sword moves over the years?" Bai Shuixian asked in a low voice.
"There must be." Yan Zhao nodded, so he swept away his spiritual sense, and after discovering An Xian's location, a talisman was sent to her: "A Xian, the sect master seems to be teaching his apprentice new sword moves."
After sending it out, he nodded to his junior sister, then ducked far away.
Sure enough, before she could breathe, An Xian came from the sun like a white rainbow and plunged into the courtyard of the head sect.
How sharp is the divine sense of the human immortal, and almost instantly awakened the Lord of Kun-Lai.
He didn't change his movements, still supporting Yi with his right hand, just opened his eyes slightly and looked at her lightly.
An Xian exclaimed, and before she could tell him that she was framed by someone, she had already seen the new sword style of the sect master as she wished.
It took the young girl a lot of time to free the screaming An Feng master embedded in the stone, and she was so excited by a wounded person that she was so excited that she jumped a few times while walking, while Yan Zhao, who escaped the catastrophe, was so excited. Went quietly to Qingnv's place with Bai Narcissus to pay for this brave An Peak Master's medical bills in advance.
"Senior brother seems very unhappy." Bai Shuixian whispered to Yan Zhao.
"Yes, but it was fine before," Yan Zhao frowned slightly, "Did we disturb his sweet dreams?"
"Does he dream?" Bai Shuixian didn't think that the control power of human immortals was very strong, and there would be no dreams at all.
"Anyway, let's stay away recently." Yan Zhao turned around and left with those things that didn't matter whether he looked or not, and Bai Shuixian immediately followed.
——
After waking up, Ji Yunlai found that Xiaoqing in the room had also woken up.
Xiaoqing first looked left and right, and then used magic to destroy her own trousers, and then returned to the quilt, as if trying to return to her dream.
After a while in the quilt, it seemed that I failed to fall into the dream, so I cleaned up and washed with disappointment.
It's a pity that his shadow seems to have returned to normal, and he can't see whether it is rippling or not.
In this regard, Ji Yunlai was also very disappointed.
However, he still found some clues, such as Xiaoqing's fingers wanting to touch something at every turn, for example, after he washed up, he stood there silently in a daze, blushing from time to time, and then calmly calmed down his younger brother who stood up.
Another example is that he was going to open the door several times, but they all retreated, as if he was a beast outside the door.
Tsk, he was so open when he quietly entered his Lingtai Purple Mansion and made friendship with him, all kinds of faces were bold, but now he is so obedient.
Ji Yunlai felt even more disappointed.
However, Feng Qingxiu didn't recall it for a long time, but after a while, she walked out of the door neatly and solemnly, greeting him politely and intimately.
Ji Yunlai looked at him calmly.
On the opposite side, Xiao Qing showed an innocent and well-behaved face, as if nothing had happened.
Pretend to be like the real thing! Ji Yunlai snorted coldly in his heart, "How's your schoolwork lately?"
Feng Qingxiu immediately stepped forward and showed her recent homework beside him for Master to check.
Of course, there is no problem. He learns these spell formations like a review.
After checking the last map, Ji Yun came to ask him if he had any problems with his schoolwork.
Feng Qingxiu then said hesitantly, "Master, your disciple's cultivation seems to have risen again."
Ji Yun took a look and frowned slightly. He also knew about this. After Xiaoqing was worried that he broke away from the seal, even if his demonic energy was sealed again, Xiaoqing's body was about to be washed by demonic energy. Just like the river that was filled by the floods is wider, today's Xiaoqing has directly crossed the second phase of Jindan Junior High School.
In this way, it cannot be suppressed. The reason is just like if a fetus is to be born, it cannot be born according to the rules.
"Then let's go through the calamity." Ji Yunlai also said that it is impossible to do anything, "The four or nine calamities are not a big problem for you, you can find a breakthrough by yourself."
Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulations are minor disasters in the Nascent Soul period, unless the luck is particularly bad, Kun-Lai disciples can basically survive.
"Yes." Feng Qingxiu retreated.
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Kun-Lai Summit
It has been almost ten days since the headmaster and the mountain.
Mountains and mountains are full of grief, and there are poor young people with pale faces everywhere. Those who don't know them may think that they are ghosts who have come to the walking dead.
"Ah, I have to queue up again tomorrow, and the good time is wasted on such useless trivial things!" A monk was carrying a bag with a look of grief and indignation. It was easy for people to misunderstand that he wanted to line up in front of the long line almost down the mountain. Swallow it in one bite.
"Isn't it possible to open more rice-selling windows at Shennong Peak?" the monk next to him said angrily, "All those rabbit papers eat white rice, right?"
"Be quiet, don't let them hear." Another low-level monk was all for him.
"So what if you hear it, look at them, how long have you ordered a few hundred spirit stones?" the cultivator shouted loudly, "Do you dare to let me count?"
A gentle young monk with rice ears embroidered on his robe walked out of the rice hall and said softly, "Don't be impatient, Shennong Peak has always consumed a lot of spirit stones, but this time it happened suddenly, and rice is available. , but in a few days everyone bought a lot."
"There's no way, who knows how long it will take for the sect master to come back. If you don't want to queue up, you can just buy a little more." The monk next to him sighed.
"That's it. In the past, there was a net, and when you turned it around, thousands of tens of thousands were immediately settled. The speed was so fast that there was no rice for a while. You can also make an appointment on the net and change it when the time comes," the embroiderer said. The monk with the ear of rice said sincerely, "Now everyone is carrying piles of spirit stones, and the top-grade ones will be changed, and the middle-grade ones will be discounted. There is also a conversion of the quality of the spirit stones in the middle, and then the boxes are sealed and stored in the warehouse. We are really manned. not enough."
If math was so good, they would have entered Taiyi Peak long ago, right
"You are not the worst," a monk with medicinal herbs embroidered on his clothes sighed, "The number of spirit stones on Qingnv Peak really makes our medicine cultivators want to cry."
"Who made you so dark-hearted!" A disciple of Jianfeng snorted coldly.
"Do you dare to leave your name?" Yaofeng's disciple turned his head and asked.
"Why, you dare to let me get a black name Dan, I still don't believe it, Kun-Lai and Danfeng, you are not the only family!" Jianfeng disciples shouted.
"You can't afford Danfeng's pills." Yaofeng's disciple said lightly, "Jianfeng's poverty is far more famous than Jianfeng's swords."
The map cannon fired too much, so the fire of war broke out for a while, and some disciples took advantage of the chaos to jump in the queue, which led to the fire of war.
The cultivator Shoushanju next to him saw the situation, and skillfully stepped forward to beat him, making them line up again.
"Why didn't you arrest the troublemaker today?" Someone next to him asked quietly.
Without answering him, the Shoushanju cultivator who put away the Langya Gang smiled and replied: "The prison in Shoushanju was full the next day after the network was cut off, and now the above requests that Jindan and the following troublemakers should be beaten, and no arrests will be made. already."
The little disciple who established the foundation and practiced Qi couldn't make any trouble.
"There are special offerings for Jindan, don't wait in line, I remember." A cultivator asked curiously.
"In the past few days, there are high-level cultivators who are selling their training experience indiscriminately. They have not been reviewed. There are also pirated copies of the experience above the gods," Shou Shanju shook his head.
"Yes," Yaofeng cultivator next to you said faintly, "Recently, there have been a lot of people who have gone crazy. It is said that they are uneasy without Wang Jue, and they are forced to enter the meditation. The result is that their anger goes wrong. We Yaofeng have a few impetuous people. There is a problem with the monks, and there are not enough manpower, so I have to ask Yuzhifeng to help Zha…”
"How can you do this?" Jianxiu next to him yelled. When he thought of the fact that it was a temporary worker who helped them with the needles, the cold hairs on his back would stand up. Shangyaofeng was terrifying, but they went too far.
"We don't want to, who will keep the Sect Master from coming back..." Yaofeng's disciple sighed.
"Yeah, if the sect master doesn't come back and sells the medicinal materials, my newly-refined half pot of pills will be useless." A disciple said sadly, "It's not easy for a newcomer to gather a pot of pills."
"Why don't you prepare all the medicinal pills at once, that's the rule." The Yaofeng disciple next to him asked.
"The price of medicinal herbs fluctuates. Have you ever kept the medicine online?" Danfeng's disciple asked back.
The consumables for medicinal pills generally go bad soon after leaving the soil. It is very expensive to buy planting medicines directly. Keeping medicines means that occasionally there are disciples who have finished a treatment or have leftover medicines after alchemy. They are usually sold cheaply on Wangjue, and new disciples who have no money often watch them at the same time. The situation of Dan Lu (patient?) is kept on the Internet, and as soon as they see the one they like, they buy it. Both parties like this kind of transaction, which greatly reduces waste.
"That's true." Yao Feng's disciple thought of the wallet that had almost no balance recently, and said sadly, "How long will it take for the head to come back~"
"That's right, Master, come back soon~"
"We are waiting for you~"
As if contagion, the entire Shennong Peak was filled with the sound of summoning the sect master, like conjuring souls.
The loose repairers who pass by are horrified...