How to scare my apprentice, how to overthrow my apprentice... These questions are actually not problems.
Ji Yunlai found that pushing his apprentice was as easy as pushing him.
Sucking and swapping, tongue hooking slowly, the apprentice's thick eyelashes blinked and fell to the bottom of his heart like a butterfly, making his heart itch.
That kind of sweet satisfaction is far from being comparable in dreams.
He could even easily feel Xiaoqing's physical contact with him.
As the lips parted, a trace of mucus slipped from the mouth.
He raised his apprentice's chin lightly, laughed lightly, and asked, "Do you dare to do what you dreamed about again?"
Xiaoqing's face was stunned for a while, and then turned completely red. Of course, he remembered how beautiful and holy it was under the black clothes in front of Master's eyes, and how fascinated he was. Just thinking about it was like drinking a thousand years of fine wine. , addicted to self-intoxication.
But he wasn't sure if this was a temptation, a request, or a confession
"Master," he called softly, softly, and with a deep smile on his brows, he said, "It's a dream or waking up, and the disciples are all willing."
Ji Yunlai snorted softly, "Then don't play this kind of trick!"
He shoved the stone into his palm, turned around and left.
Feng Qingxiu was stunned for a while.
Ji Yun came back to the room, and then sat down on the couch with satisfaction, propped his head up, and smiled.
It's really exciting to run away.
Although he wants to rectify the Fa on the spot, he still has a little discipline. If he wants to climb, it is Xiaoqing who climbs over. His dignified master is an old man again.
If Xiaoqing really didn't want to, then didn't he force it? How bad, it will leave a psychological shadow.
Anyway, I gave Xiaoqing a ruthless one today. With his personality, he figured it out as soon as possible. He has been single for a thousand years. Are you afraid of waiting for these few days
Ji Yunlai closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep.
However, in the dream for a long time, he didn't see Xiaoqing coming, he opened his eyes slightly unhappy, and with a swipe of his mind, he wanted to see what Xiaoqing was doing and still didn't come.
But in the next second, Xiaoqing walked over silently holding a quilt.
Ji Yunlai raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter?"
"You gave me this stone, didn't you just let me come over." Feng Qingxiu raised her eyes to look at him, her expression was both disturbed and shy, "In that case, it is better to be respectful than to obey, just don't dislike it."
Ji Yunlai was about to praise his apprentice for his kindness, but suddenly raised his head: "Wait here."
After saying that, he got up and left.
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Outside Kun-Lai, it was late at night, but I saw the golden light coming from the distant sky, like the morning sun, just in an instant, it was within ten thousand miles of Kun-Lai, illuminating the mountains like day, and visible from the sky.
Some of the cultivators of Zhufeng gathered their true essence faintly in their eyes, and they could see a huge golden crow covered in fire, flying from a distance, and the rays of light came to light up all the spaces within sight.
Ji Mingyu walked out of the room, looked at Jinwu in the distance, said that it was annoying to disturb people's dreams, yawned, and went back to the room.
"Sister Mingyu, wait," a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl grabbed her sleeve, with a shocked and curious expression on her face, and her voice was as clear as Huang Ying's, "Is that a three-legged black crow? It was really Houyi shot down. bird?"
"That is the great sage of the demon race with the blood of the Golden Crow, who lives in the extreme west, and often comes to trade with us with the real fire of the sun." It also attracted the attention of Huang Wei, one of the seven talents of the year, and was determined to become like this. The big beautiful bird, the first thing to do when going out every day is to paint his black crow feathers into golden yellow. Ji Mingyu thought about it at will, seeing the girl's amazed expression again, she went back to her room to rest, she would continue to have fun in that Taoist seed!
The things her father gave her are also very good. There is a soul in it that is reincarnated by itself. It is simply a world. She needs to be familiar with the functions.
However, the Great Sage of the Monster Race usually comes to find his father. Is there something important so late
Although it is not very familiar, it seems to be.
"So that's the case," the girl glanced at it and felt that she couldn't bear the pressure. She went back to the room with her, but she couldn't calm down. After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Mingyu, do you know? With so much, Kun-Lai must have grown up, right?"
"Yes." Ji Mingyu replied casually.
"Then, is the senior Qiao Taki who came today also from Kun-Lai?" The girl couldn't help but ask.
"You're not a Kun-Lai person if you haven't been to the outer door, and I'm the same as you." Ji Mingyu closed her eyes and continued to look at her new toy, "Go to sleep, tomorrow's test of Taoism, you have already failed one subject, and you won't be able to make up the test. But it's troublesome."
The girl's face turned pale, she almost cried, and she no longer wanted to ask questions.
Just vaguely looking at Ji Mingyu's beautiful face, envious and jealous.
She didn't know how she got into a book. She finally passed the college entrance examination in her last life. She accidentally heard in the group that there was a book of stallions written in Jinjiang. She took a curious look and found that The author's title is Kun-Lai, but he writes about how a young man destroys various immortal ways and establishes a dynasty that unifies the human race. Kun-Lai is the biggest villain in the book.
Later, she encountered an accident, and when she woke up again, she was already a baby girl who fell to the ground, born in a farmhouse in a small country in Xizhou.
When she heard the name of Kun-Lai, she still thought about how to hold the protagonist's thigh, how to cultivate into the immortal way, and even remembered where there was a chance for a secret treasure.
Then she listened to all kinds of things the storyteller bragged about, and then she realized that Daxuan had perished a long time ago, and Kun-Lai had returned to the past, and he was still the true master of the Western Continent—this story is wrong! !
When she was ten years old, she also participated in the selection of dragons and phoenixes, and when she saw the magnificent Feilai Peak, she really understood that this world was not a joke at all, and she wanted to become an immortal and return to the world.
Who knew that the outer door could be so hard!
Learn to practice and sleep every day, you can only choose two of the three to do it!
If it wasn't for the supply of Lingmi every day, she felt that she would die suddenly.
But some people have no problem at all. For example, Ji Mingyu, who lives in the same room with her, remembers that it is more common for her to make inferences than eating, and she can take her spare tire to study when she has time. The teachers didn't say anything about her, and they would teach her something she didn't understand when she had time.
However, even so, she couldn't resist.
It's just a college entrance examination every day!
But she was unwilling to let her give up. Just eating the most common Lingmi for a few months made her skin like jade, her breath was like blue, and she felt that her mind was more agile and concentrated. Out of the gravity of the earth, like Jiansan's Qinggong, you can jump up in the air in two and three sections.
Longevity, if the true avenue of longevity is lost like this, how can it be? How are you willing
She bit her lip and asked in a low voice: "Mingyu, shall we go get acquainted with that Senior Brother Qiao tomorrow? There is a Kunlai Peak Master who comes to visit him every day, and I heard that he is an apprentice appointed by Master An of the Sword Peak. It must have a bright future. Having made friends with him will help us a lot in the future."
Ji Mingyu chuckled lightly and did not answer.
The author has something to say: In the last chapter, a friend said that I couldn’t understand it. I would like to add that Miss Mingyu has been with the master for almost a thousand years, and the master and Tianmoqing have perfected the intelligent system together. Soaring, Mingyu was no longer needed, so I [cut] it into the flesh, and the little girl came out.
As for why Mingyu can't remember, this pot was carried by Tianmoqing in his previous life, and he will write about it later.