During this trip to the secret realm, Wuwang Sect achieved unprecedented success. Unlike other sects that harvested a lot of spiritual herbs and resources, Wuwang Sect disciples brought back... a bunch of demon pills.
Lou Hong twitched his mouth as he watched his disciples hand over demon pills as high as a hill. He had the illusion that his disciples had emptied the secret realm of demon beasts. After checking, there was no aura in the demon that was detrimental to his cultivation.
He waved his hand and asked the disciple to take the demon pill back.
Yiqing is worthy of being the disciple of the Venerable. The team he led harvested more monsters than all the disciples who went in for training in the past years. It was even more than ten times more than the team led by his adult boy Lou Tao.
Lou Tao was very sad. He also wanted to pick up demon pills with his junior uncle! Why did his father insist on letting him lead another team? This time they got a lot of demon pills, okay? Not the first.
The hero is also the second.
Lou Tao was a little worried, and what made him even more worried was that after the disciples who followed his junior uncle's team came back, most of the disciples' cultivation level actually increased. Even those who didn't increase their cultivation level, their swordsmanship also improved a lot.
The young master's uncle formed the elixir directly.
So, without saying a word, Lou Hong turned around and imprisoned his son in the sword formation. Look at him!
For Yiqing, forming the elixir was no different from meditating in the past to draw Qi into the body. There were not even thunders from the sky, and his golden elixir became it. Gu Yue casually attracted a few thunders next to him, saying that it was
I mean, it's like telling everyone that he has formed an elixir.
He looked inside at the golden elixir in his body, and a feeling of instability suddenly arose in his mind. His eyebrows tightened, as if he had thought of something, and a trace of confusion that he had never seen before flashed across his face.
So, that night...
Shen Ying looked at the person beside the bed and sighed deeply, "A late night snack?"
"..." shook his head.
"Drinks delivered?"
"..." Still shaking his head.
"Send fruit?"
"..." He continued to shake his head.
“New dishes to try?”
"..." Still shaking his head.
"Oh." Shen Ying pulled the quilt and lay down again, continuing to sleep.
Ten minutes later...
The quilt was lifted and Shen Ying sat up directly.
"Cook!"
"Master?"
"I really can't sleep when you stare at me like this. What's the matter with you? Just tell me, okay?"
Yi Qing's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head slightly. Something flashed in his eyes and he stepped forward. His eyes seemed to be hiding a vast ocean. He hesitated for a while before asking, "Master, why did you... accept me as your disciple?"
Where is the disciple?"
"Ah?" Shen Ying turned her head and blurted out, "You know how to cook." Is this difficult to understand?
It was an expected answer, but Yiqing still felt a breath of relief in his heart. He took a step forward and said with some urgency, "What else?"
"No more?" Disciple or something, it's very troublesome!
"Is it...?" His face darkened.
"Is there anything else?" She was really going to sleep.
The turbulence in Yi Qing's eyes slowly returned to calm. He looked at the person in front of him intently, and for a moment he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "No, actually I just haven't seen Master for a whole month. I'm worried about Master's life these days.
So I came to take a look.”
"Oh." Shen Ying tilted her head, looking at the young boy in front of her who was still a little green, her eyes darkened, "So you just stared at me for three nights?"
"..." Yi Qing was stunned, and sat down directly on the edge of her bed. His eyes became deeper and deeper, "If you don't look at Master... you always feel uneasy." He always felt that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he added, "Moreover... Master often kicks the quilt in the middle of the night, I... I..."
He had a tangled look on his face, clearly feeling aggrieved that he wanted to say something but couldn't.
It makes people...inexplicably want to bully me.
Shen Ying's eyes darkened, and the desire to bully the children emerged again. She suddenly leaned forward and approached the person beside the bed, so close that she almost pressed against her, "I mean, little cook, do you know?" I know it’s very dangerous to go to the bed of an older single woman in the middle of the night!”
Lone Yue was startled by the sudden approach of Shen Ying, and the other party's warm voice directly hit his face. In an instant, he felt that his face was getting hot, his heartbeat accelerated sharply, his eyes widened and he subconsciously turned back. words, "What...what...danger?"
"Want to know?" Shen Ying leaned closer and stared at his face, which was dyed red.
"...think...think about it?"
"Oh." Shen Ying suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed his collar and pulled him forward, then turned over and threw the person in front of her onto the bed. She turned around and pressed on him, straddling him. Who told you Delivered to your door!
She pulled the clothes off his chest with a swipe, pressed one hand on his hot chest, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and she smiled like a big bad wolf, "There is a danger of losing your virginity~~~~ "
Yi Qing froze. He opened his mouth slightly and stared at the person in front of him. He didn't react for a long time. Until Shen Ying's hand slipped from his chest, with a malicious smile, she slowly moved When the belt is on the side of the waist.
He trembled and subconsciously grabbed her hand.
Shen Ying didn't move anymore, just looked at him with squinted eyes.
"Teacher...master?"
"What? I changed my mind and want to go back to sleep."
"No...no."
"ah?"
"I often hear people say... I am the furnace that Master has raised since childhood. I didn't believe it in the past. It turns out... it's true... is it true?"
"What?"
"No matter what the master does, the disciple is willing to do it. It's just that I haven't learned it...the disciple doesn't know how to do it."
"..."
"Master, my heart is beating so fast. Is this normal?"
"..."
"Master, the furnace...what should we do?"
Looking at the person in front of her who looked at her with pure sincerity and full of trust, Shen Ying felt that her conscience had been hit hard, each time harder than the last. Suddenly, she was filled with thoughts of mischief and half an eagerness to try. Drained completely.
Suddenly I remembered that the person under me was still a sixteen-year-old boy, and the old aunt who teased her was heartbroken.
Completely... can't... let it go!
The corner of his mouth twitched, he turned around and rolled directly under the wall, with his back to the person behind him. He also deliberately arched his body into a shrimp shape and arched someone outward. His whole person exuded an aura of decadence.
"Master."
"sleep!"
"oh."
Half a moment...
"Master..." a cautious voice said, "You...have you finished picking up the supplement? Actually..." I always felt that something was wrong.
"Shut up!"
"oh."
Another half a while passed...
"Master...Father?" A more cautious voice said, "Actually, I can still bear it. How about...you pick it again?"
"roll!"
Shen Ying couldn't bear it any longer and kicked the person off the bed.