Chapter 388 You were my apprentice in the last life
Chapter 388 In the last life, you were my disciple, in this life, you are my woman
In the mountains, a horse gallops among countless undulating shrubs.
Su Bei woke up in a daze, his body was a little sore, and he still couldn't open his eyes.
But one thing is certain, he can feel himself lying on a soft and delicate body, and the delicate fragrance is constantly lingering on the tip of his nose.
The sound of horse hooves on the ground could be heard in my ears, my body was constantly bumping, and my head was squeezed into a soft place from time to time, trembling against my own head.
For this reason, Su Bei was confused for a while. He must have been kidnapped by the rebels.
But she doesn't even have a better magic weapon, so she still needs a horse?
Although this horse looks like a big monster.
"Master is awake?"
Suddenly he felt a pair of big hands stroking around. Mo Li pulled the reins hard, and the horse stopped with its front hooves neighing. He looked at Su Bei in his arms with a smile on his face.
"Well, where is this?"
Apart from the rolling hills, there is an endless sea of trees everywhere.
"My disciple doesn't know, he just left casually."
Mo Li patted the horse's mane, and the horse snorted impatiently and moved around.
Su Bei moved his numb body and was not too angry about the fact that she took him away. After all, he was his own disciple.
Although her personality is a little weird, Su Bei is not worried about what she will do to him. The worst she can do is to overturn a bird in the sky by herself.
At this moment, a breeze blew by, lifting up the long skirt.
From Su Bei's point of view, you can see through the bulging long skirt that she wears, and you can see her undressed snow-white skin, her white lower abdomen, her delicate navel, and further down. Well, she is wearing obscene pants.
Su Bei coughed, glanced sideways, and said seriously:
"Disciple, it's a small thing to be tied to me as a teacher. You are my master's own disciple. How can I get angry with you?"
"This can be regarded as the first time that you have traveled far away together as a teacher. As a teacher, you still have to say something. Although you are leaving in a hurry, you still have to wear the clothes you should wear."
"Well, where's your bellyband?"
At this point, with humanistic care, Su Bei stretched out his big hand towards her bulge, trying to tighten her collar.
Mo Li looked at Su Bei's movements with a half-smile, but did not refuse. He said, "I understand you" on his red sandalwood lips:
"Disciple, don't you think Master would like to watch it?"
"Master, do you like it?"
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The bulging skirt rose and fell gently with her breathing.
Su Bei was speechless for a moment, muttering and falling off the horse.
How could he, a gentleman who was about to die, leave such an image to her?
He patted his head and chopped off his numb feet.
My head still hurts, and I can feel that my body is indeed blocked from the circulation of spiritual energy. Looking around, it is obviously a place where birds do not shit.
This is definitely not the Sword Sect, maybe it has already left Snow State.
Su Bei rummaged through his storage ring and randomly found a pair of bellybands. He handed it over without looking at it and turned his head:
"How indecent are you when you go out? Hurry up and put this on!"
Mo Li raised his eyebrows, took the piece of cloth handed over by Su Bei, and carefully stroked the delicate lines on it with his fingers.
After shaking his hands, the dark red semi-transparent base was as thin as cicada wings, with fine stitches and patterns surrounding the two large holes, fluttering gently in the wind.
Although her character is somewhat morbid, it does not mean that she is a pervert.
Mo Li looked at something so explicit that made him blush. A blush suddenly appeared on his jade-like cheeks. He then looked at Su Bei with ambiguous eyes and opened his mouth half-open:
"It turns out that Master likes this."
"As long as the master wants to see it, the disciple can do it."
Su Bei's face stiffened for a moment, then he smacked his lips, with a calm look on his face, and said calmly with his hands behind his back:
"It's not bad, I prefer the black stockings. Well, the material is similar to the one you wear on your legs."
Mo Li: "?"
In front of a deserted mountain spring and pond, a pair of master and apprentice came.
Mo Li held Su Bei's arm, raised his head slightly on the left side of his shoulder, and looked at him:
"It's been a bumpy night and I'm sticky."
"Master, won't you wash it?"
Su Bei had been lowering his head and thinking about something. When he heard her words, he nodded casually:
"No, I'm no longer stained by dust. My body is very dry."
Mo Li kissed his cheek, pursed his red lips, and chuckled:
"The disciple needs to take a shower. Master can take a peek."
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She didn't shy away from Su Bei when she was changing clothes. This was mainly due to her trust in her master.
Su Bei didn't turn around pretentiously. After all, he was still a human being and couldn't rotate his head 180 degrees. He covered his eyes and just sat firmly on the big rock.
——Also, because Su Bei’s finger joints are naturally very wide, it is normal that he cannot hide his round eyes.
She glanced at Su Bei, who was peeping openly, and showed an extremely confident smile on her lips.
There was no embarrassment like that of ordinary women, nor any instinctive movements to cover up. She just took off all the coverings on her body, and there was no longer any covering. Her silver hair was gently fluttering in the air, scattered on her white jade body.
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Under the slender waist, healthy muscle lines surround the slender navel. There is no morbid tenderness, which completely explains what a natural work of art is.
She kicked off the skirt hanging down at her ankles and stepped into the pool with her bare feet. Her exquisite body like mutton-fat white jade slowly stepped into the pool. The coldness that penetrated her skin made her sigh softly.
One sound.
She washed her body in the pool for about a quarter of an hour.
Su Bei put down his hypocritical hands, propped up his chin, stared at her without any hesitation, and suddenly said:
"Where have you been all these years?"
Mo Li swam towards the direction of Su Bei, raised his snowy neck from the pool, combed his wet silver hair back with his hands, and stood up slowly.
"Many places, all twenty-one states."
The water droplets on the skin rolled down crystal clear, stopped for a moment on the slender navel, and then slid down the lower abdomen. Finally, they dripped onto the water surface, causing ripples in circles.
"Why do you want to take your teacher to Xizhou?"
"Is there anything special?"
Su Bei looked at her with a smile.
He didn't think she had made a sudden decision. The world was so big, why did she have to choose Xizhou, a bitter and cold place near the Western Wilderness?
Mo Li looked at Su Bei with a smile, changed his clothes again, tied his silver hair back into a ponytail, and inserted a beautiful gilded phoenix feather into his head.
"Master may be overthinking, there is no reason why."
"I just want to go."
The stream of light shone brightly on her charming face. It was undeniable that no matter from which angle you looked at it, she was extremely beautiful. After hundreds of years of baptism, she became even more charming.
"So that's it. If my disciple really thinks this way, can I not go as my master?"
Su Bei looked at her who was bending over and wearing black socks, pondered for a moment, and asked.
"Of course not."
she replied.
"Then, what if I prepare to force the teacher to walk?"
Su Bei stared at her and his tone became slightly tougher.
Mo Li stopped what he was doing and raised his head to stare at Su Bei, trying to get some clues from his expression.
But he just sat there, waiting for his reply.
The atmosphere between the two was a little anxious for a while.
Her silver eyes stared at Su Bei, and then her jade feet wrapped in fine black silk stepped on the big stone where Su Bei was sitting. A few strands of hair at the end of her ponytail gently hit the side of Su Bei's face with the wind.
, looking down at Su Bei, the corners of his mouth raised:
"That disciple might break Master's legs."
This sentence was said in an understatement, but in Su Bei's ears, it carried a hint of threat.
Su Bei did not avoid her gaze, nor did he pay attention to her threat. He raised his head and stared at her, saying softly:
"Is that so?"
"Li'er, I am your master."
"My master orders you to return to Bujian Peak."
The breeze kept blowing, rolling up Su Bei's gown.
Even though he was just sitting quietly, it made Mo Li's heart tremble slightly.
Mo Li took a deep breath, calmed his slightly heaving chest, and tried his best to not be affected by him.
He kept hinting to himself in his heart.
——He has been sealed by himself, he is just a mortal, he has no power to resist.
"No."
She spoke stubbornly.
"Disciple, do you think that now that you have entered Hedao, you are confident?"
"You can already treat me as a teacher at will?"
Su Bei said expressionlessly.
At this moment, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mo Li's back, and he stared at him with complicated eyes.
In this life, it seems that I have become accustomed to his gentle way of dealing with things and have become a little forgetful. He has never been a person who allows himself to be manipulated by others.
She bit her lower lip tightly and stared at Su Bei with great confusion.
Su Bei didn't make any movements. He was still holding his chin with one hand and crossing his legs. The fingers of his left hand were tapping his knees in a certain pattern. His gray hair was constantly floating.
Finally, at this moment she had to admit that she was at a disadvantage.
He half-crouched in front of Su Bei in an orderly manner, lowered his head and said softly:
"Disciple got the news that the Southern Emperor is in the Western Wasteland."
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She clenched her hands tightly, with faint veins emerging, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
So what if I agree with the Tao?
So what if he was banned from cultivation by himself?
That lingering shadow shrouds his back like a cage. Can't he escape from his clutches?
All of my willfulness is ultimately acquiesced by his tolerance.
I thought that by bringing him out this time, I finally broke through the haze.
The funny thing is that he didn't resist from the beginning to the end. Was it because he had guessed what he was thinking from the beginning and deliberately accommodated himself?
——I have never seen through this man.
After hearing her reply, Su Bei raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, smiled again on his taut cheeks, and patted her head:
"That's right."
"Then go to Xizhou quickly. If you stay here, your senior sister will catch up and fight you."
"It's rare to be clean for a few days."
Seeing that Mo Li was still squatting on the spot, not moving, Su Bei sighed and raised her face.
With a bit of stubbornness, like a lonely little wolf.
"Isn't it your wish to be alone with your master?"
"What? Not happy?"
Of course she was unhappy, or a little tired.
She originally thought that everything was under her control, but from the beginning to the end, she was just a rebellious disciple in his eyes?
What she wanted was not such uncontrollable solitude. Moreover, the feeling he gave her at that moment was becoming more and more similar to that of him in the previous life, almost overlapping.
"What do you think of me in your heart?"
Mo Li suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly and raised his head to look at him.
Su Bei looked at her.
Yes, what do you think of her? If you are talking about a simple disciple, then that is definitely not the case.
Although it was not his intention, he had indeed had physical contact with her. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to continue to talk about the ethics of master and disciple here?
Only ten years left
Su Bei raised his head, looked at the fallen leaves flying in the air, and sighed.
Finally he made up his mind, turned around, stared into her eyes, stretched out his hand, stroked her cheek with compassion, and said softly:
"In the last life, you were my disciple."
Mo Li's breathing gradually became rapid, and he touched the place where he had penetrated with one hand. There was no pain there.
It might have been painful at that moment, but hundreds of years later, she confirmed that there was only burning heat left there:
"So, what about this life?"
Su Bei hugged her and stared at this awkward, sick, rebellious, but extremely determined woman:
"In this life, you are my woman."
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Hot breath sprayed out from her nostrils and slapped Su Bei's face.
The next moment, Su Bei felt his body being thrown down on the grass. Mo Li stared at him condescendingly, with a fiery light shining in his eyes.
Her hands clumsily unbuttoned the collar of Su Bei's shirt, and the long skirt she had already worn fell off again.
Just like the previous two times, she entered a crazy state, from cold to hot, but the difference is that this time, Su Bei is absolutely awake and absolutely free.
A bright blush rose on her cheek, like a half-white and half-red plum blossom!
I don't know how long it took, but Su Bei opened his eyes. In his arms was her warm body, leaning against his arms, sleeping peacefully.
The dim moonlight fell on the ground, and it was silent. Only the gurgling of the pond could be heard.
After a while, Mo Li opened his eyes and stared at Su Bei.
It's just that his eyes, which have always been a bit unruly, dodge a little when he saw the man in front of him.
"What's wrong?"
Su Bei looked at her with some confusion.
Mo Li bit his lip tightly, not knowing what to say for a moment, and moved his sore calves.
Finally, he punched Su Bei's chest hard and whispered:
“I thought it was the same as the previous two times.”