Su Bei raised his head and saw the prodigal disciple there. At that moment, he didn't care about Shan Wuque who was tearing his clothes apart and said quickly:
"Disciple, you came just in time! Hurry... Hurry!"
"Help my master, hold your uncle down!"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing was still in shock and did not react. Looking at the anxious look on her master's face, she swallowed her saliva and ignored the garbled thoughts in her head. She stepped forward and helped Su Bei hold down.
Shan Wuque.
"Your uncle doesn't know what happened, but it suddenly happened like this..."
Su Bei got a breather, looked at his apprentice's suspicious eyes, and hurriedly explained.
Then he recalled everything carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he murmured:
"Master, you seem to know why your uncle is acting like this?"
"Yes...it's that bellyband! There's something wrong with the bellyband!"
"It's definitely that bellyband. One corner just touched the water."
Bellyband?
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei with a strange look on her face. Although she knew that her master was definitely not what she thought, she still looked confused.
When did a belly band come out again?
Whose bellyband?
Why does the bellyband behave like this when it touches water?
What did his master do behind his back?
Su Bei saw Xiao Ruoqing looking at him suspiciously, coughed lightly with some guilt, and said quickly:
"Ahem, don't think about those things that you have and don't have."
"The top priority is how to solve the physical condition of your eighth master uncle..."
Seeing that Shan Wique's body under him was getting hotter and hotter, his eyes gradually became blank, his short hair was scattered behind him, and his hair was stuck to his cheeks. He was dripping with fragrance and sweat, looking like he had been spoiled.
Su Bei couldn't help but swallowed.
A bit over the top.
When Xiao Ruoqing saw this scene, she stood up with a loud cry, her eyes widened and she looked piercing.
"Master!! You, you are not allowed to look!"
Then he stretched out his hand to cover Su Bei's eyes.
Maybe it was because Xiao Ruoqing suddenly released her hold on Shan Wique's body, or maybe it was because Shan Wique's medicine was getting stronger and he just couldn't bear it anymore.
Shan Wukue's two slender jade legs instantly stretched straight, and then the strength suddenly broke free from the restraints. Su Bei's eyes were still covered tightly by Xiao Ruoqing's little hands, and there was a sudden lingering feeling in his breath.
There was a fragrant breeze.
The next moment, he felt a soft and fragrant body rushing towards him, and then there was a touch of fiery temperature from his lips.
Lips and teeth meet.
"Hmm~"
Xiao Ruoqing looked at the scene in front of her with shock, her heart trembled for a moment, and she quickly grabbed Shan Wique, trying to pull her away from Su Bei.
There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and a look of infinite grievance appeared in her eyes.
Why?
Why did the two sisters bully me? One after another...it was obviously them who came first.
Winter is coming - it is an eternal moment of joy and sorrow.
For the first time, I had an emotion in my heart and received Master's affirmation. The two joys brought more and more joy. I should have had a dream-like happy time. However, why?
Has it become like this?
Su Bei felt like he was suffocating.
Yes, it's completely different from Shan Wulan's feeling at that time.
That kind of cold touch that was barely experienced is completely incomparable to the current feeling that is almost full of fire and melting the whole person.
For the first time, Su Bei felt that being forcibly kissed by a woman was painful.
Pushing her away with all his strength, Su Bei felt his lips that seemed to have been bitten. He took a deep breath and instantly instilled the pure Dao Qi in his body into Shan Wuque's body.
——I don’t know if it’s useful.
After the pure Dao Qi was continuously transported in, it seemed to speed up Shan Wuque's blood circulation. Her mood seemed to be much more stable. She lay on the bed, with the mountains undulating, and her breathing gradually began to become even.
Maybe it's because the dose is not large?
After doing all this, Su Bei breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw Xiao Ruoqing looking at him with a look that made him feel very guilty.
Su Bei coughed, considered his tone, and said:
"Well...it's really not my fault, Master!"
"As a teacher, I can explain it from the beginning."
Although it was unreasonable for him as a master to explain to his disciple, Su Bei didn't want to leave the image of a pervert and a pervert in Xiao Ruoqing's heart.
——I am already a gentleman enough.
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei with tearful eyes, turned her head away in anger, let the mountains rise and fall, and said:
"Master, there is no need to explain, my disciples all know it."
"..."
Looking at this scene, Su Bei smiled bitterly and said:
"Look at you, you said before that you don't have a temper, now you're having a childish temper here again?"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing pursed her thin lips, clenched her little hands tightly, and said:
"My disciple is not angry with Master, I am angry with myself!"
"..."
Su Bei was a little stunned, turned Xiao Ruoqing's head over, looked at her autumn-filled eyes, and said with confusion:
"Why are you still angry with yourself? Why are you always angry when nothing happens?"
Xiao Ruoqing opened her mouth and looked at Su Bei with a pair of clear eyes. She didn't know whether she was angry or for some other reason. There seemed to be a slight blush on her snow-white face, and she did not avoid Su Bei's eyes:
"My disciple is angry at his willfulness and recklessness, so he knows how to make the Master angry. Even though all this has nothing to do with the Master, he still wants to take his anger out on the Master."
"Master has been good enough to my disciple. He gave me the opportunity and gave him a first-grade good fortune pill. Each of these things is enough to make my disciple grateful."
"But every time I see my master doing something intimate with another woman, I still feel uncomfortable. Obviously all this has nothing to do with my disciple."
"The master is the master, so how can a disciple be qualified to control what the master does?"
"So the disciple is angry with himself. He is not worthy of being the master's disciple at all..."
"..."
Listening to Xiao Ruoqing's words, Su Bei thought that his face had been cultivated to the extreme, but he still felt that his face was getting hot for the first time.
Just seeing the attentive look on her face, she lost a bit of her usual cold and cold feeling, and gained a bit of the weak dependence of a little girl, and the male chauvinism in her heart couldn't help but feel satisfied again.
Subconsciously he touched her long, silky hair, and for some reason a strange thought suddenly arose in his mind?
——When did I become like those evil Japanese comic heroes?
However, the power of this head-touching kill is indeed much greater than I imagined.
Looking at Shan Wuque lying on the bed breathing very smoothly, he seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Su Bei picked up the quilt placed on the bedside, gently covered her body, and laid it out carefully.
Then he took Xiao Ruoqing's little hand and walked towards the door.
——Also installed the door that was broken by Shen Wulan.
Dan Wukue, who was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, his face flushed with shame, his face was burning, he felt the quilt gently changing on his body, and his little hands tightly grasped the mattress under him.
When I thought about what I had just done, my face felt hot, and I wanted to immediately dig a hole in the house and get in.
Tentatively, he reached out and touched his lips, feeling confused for a moment.
I kissed my senior brother...will I get pregnant?
How should I face my senior brother? And it seems that my sister also has a good impression of my senior brother...
I am obviously a good friend and a good friend of my senior brother, but do good buddies and good old friends kiss each other?
If you are really pregnant, will your baby call your senior brother daddy?
The dull hair on Shan Wukue's head rotated rapidly, as if dancing.
...
Under the big apricot tree, Su Bei and Xiao Ruoqing sat together, looking at the moon in the sky and feeling the night breeze.
After pondering for a while, Su Bei softly said:
"Actually, when you are angry, letting it out is better for your physical and mental health."
"You'd better be angry at being a teacher."
"Maybe this will make you feel better..."
"..."
Su Bei smiled, subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth that was bitten by Shen Wuque, and stretched out his hand to wipe the water marks from the corners of Xiao Ruoqing's eyes.
Xiao Ruoqing lowered her head and said nothing, but her face turned rosy and extremely beautiful.
He lowered his head, drew circles on the snow with his fingers, and muttered:
"Master, how gentle can you be..."
Suddenly hearing his disciple's murmur, Su Bei blinked, looked at her, and patted her head.
The moon in the sky seems to be clearer.
Su Bei raised his head and looked at the moonlight that was too bright tonight.
Xiao Ruoqing also raised her head and stared at the moon.
Under the peach saplings, Shan Wulan hugged his knees and looked at the moon quietly.
Shan Wique looked at the moon silently through the window.
"The moonlight is so beautiful."
"..."
The wind seems to be very gentle.
...
Early in the morning, the entire Sword Sect was already busy.
The 800th birthday of Second Elder Xi Qingyi! That is an extraordinary event.
Xi Qingyi, dressed in a bright red festive robe, looked blankly at the Paiyun Hall, where a candle flame burned away the red clouds.
His third direct disciple died.
Early in the morning, Wenren Pingxin released himself and Jun Wuxie from inside, and he heard the news as soon as he took his first breath of free air.
Burying this depressed look deep in his heart, he watched groups of Sword Sect disciples building a martial arts stage.
It is absolutely impossible for me to let go of the fact that the third disciple's bones were dug out, but there is another thing that makes me happy today.
The Mo family from Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom received a letter and wanted to send Mo Li over to be his direct disciple.
Thinking of this, Xi Qingyi stroked his beard with satisfaction and inspected the construction of the martial arts stage with his hands behind his back. In the distance, he could hear the voice of the seventh elder Yu Xie:
"Yes! It's you, build it stronger! Can this hold up?"
"And you, do you know what this martial arts stage determines?"
"When other sects come to Sword Sect, they will inevitably bring their most elite disciples to compete with each other. If we don't make this martial arts stage comfortable, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Xi Qingyi.
Xi Qingyi gritted his teeth as he looked at Su Bei, who was doing nothing and leading his young apprentice around.
This junior brother has caused great harm to himself!
Su Bei also saw Xi Qingyi, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile:
"Hey, isn't this the second senior brother? Is he coming out?"
Xi Qingyi snorted coldly and ignored Su Bei, but suddenly narrowed his eyes.
When did this junior brother reach the stage of half-step back to the void?