The firelight reflected the rock wall, and the master and the apprentice sat opposite each other. In terms of appearance, compared with the four beauties in the world and their apprentices, they were really inferior. It can only be said that they are not on the same level. The older one is too old.
, dry, young and so ugly, it can be called a horror!
"Shang'er, why did you let him go?" the old nun asked softly. She had a deep relationship with her apprentice and always treated her as her daughter.
Mi Shang sighed, her eyes flashed, and she said in a low voice: "Forget it, Master, don't worry about me. Since we are separated, we should not interfere with each other." Strangely enough, she said this
The sound of Fan talking to his master was as sweet as silver bells, and they were completely different from before.
"Well, you can make your own decision. I originally wanted that kid to find his way back, but who knew he was just like that old stubborn Yan Chi, with a stubborn temper and stubbornness. Your voice-changing skills are pretty good. You have perfected them. It seems that you have hidden them.
Get past him."
It turns out that Mi Shang met an artist by chance when she was a child, and learned a skill that ordinary people cannot do. She can change her own voice, which is comparable to that of a voice actor. The crow-like noise is what she faked, and her current good voice quality is what makes her fake.
It's something she possesses.
"Master, do you still resent Senior Yan Chi?" Mi Shang asked boldly.
Master Jueqing said bitterly: "Humph, that old guy only knows how to fool around with his fellow apprentices, he is disrespectful to his elders, and he has other ideas. I will never forgive him in my life."
Mi Shang sighed: "Then why bother? Compared with this boy, Senior Yan Chi is much stronger. He just had a crush on another woman. You probably saw through it before he took action. You
Why are you so resentful?"
"Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about you. What are you going to do in the future?"
Mi Shang whispered: "I will follow the master from now on, concentrate on practicing martial arts, and not care about worldly affairs. Maybe I will escape into Buddhism like you and lose three thousand worries, and I will never have any worries again..."
The cruel master said angrily: "Silly boy, stop dreaming. Even if you become a monk, what will happen? There are a few people who can truly stay away from the mortal world. Even if they become teachers, they can't, let alone you. Besides, you are bound to this world.
For the time being, it’s better not to have that idea. It doesn’t matter, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Just take it one step at a time and go to sleep first.”
Tonight's experience was too dangerous, so Qiu Yu felt that it was not a good sign, and it would be better to be more stable, so he returned to the station. At this time, everyone was already immersed in sleep, and the surroundings were silent.
The zipper of the tent was opened, and Qiu Yu, who was bent over, got in. Suddenly, a figure rushed forward like a leopard, and the intoxicating fragrance rushed to his face, and two soft arms hugged his neck.
At first, Qiu Yu was startled, but he immediately judged who the other person was based on their body scent, and with a smile on his face, he fell down and lay down on his own initiative.
A fair and pretty face appeared in front of her, with bright eyes like water and a proud expression. It was Xu Luoyao. She said excitedly: "You guessed it right. Your fiancée visited before. She seemed to be holding back.
When you come in, you press me down and want to do that.”
"Is it like you are pressing me now?" Qiu Yu teased with a smile.
Xu Luoyao smiled sweetly and said: "It's even worse than this. However, as soon as she touched my pussy, she was dumbfounded. Then I yelled that it was indecent, and everyone else came over. If you see her like that, you will go crazy."
Already."
You can imagine how embarrassed Shangguan Yunzhu must have been at that time, but Qiu Yu couldn't laugh, and he didn't know how long it would take for this farce to end. He was really fed up!
Seeing that he looked wrong, Xu Luoyao pouted and said: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling sorry for your fiancée?"
Qiu Yu smiled bitterly and said: "How is that possible? I feel very tired. I obviously don't love her, but I can't break off the engagement for the time being. It's really hard to live like this!"
Xu Luoyao had already vaguely realized that her lover really didn't like Yunzhu, and there must be difficulties in maintaining the engagement. Seeing that Xiaoyu was in a bad mood, in order to make her happy, she immediately said: "I'm by your side, isn't it? It's okay, no more
No matter how big the storm is, we can survive it. Also, I gave her a hard time for this plan of yours, how can you compensate me?"
Qiu Yu was amused, and deliberately looked shy, and whispered: "I am willing to give you my body." His two wolf claws fell on the girl's bruises and kneaded them wantonly.
On a quiet night, in this small space, it is easy for ambiguities to arise between a man and a woman. Moreover, the two people have already had skin-to-skin contact, and it was a small separation that was better than a newlywed. It easily aroused Xu Luoyao's emotions. She
He said fiercely: "You little slut, let's see how I deal with you."
For a moment, the beautiful girl appeared domineeringly, just like the young master Xu who once ran rampant in Jiangyang's No. 1 High School, bringing them many beautiful memories.
The two of them are no different from husband and wife at present, except that they are not married yet, and they only lack a certificate. Now, as if they are crazy, they are playing role exchange again.
Since Xu Luoyao calls himself young master, Qiu Yu turns into a maid and can say in a cooing voice: "Young master, if you have any ability, just use it. The slave family can handle it."
The dramatic intimacy made Xu Luoyao very enthusiastic. She was completely involved in it. She eagerly pulled off the other person's pants and couldn't wait to sit on him...
The tent is full of spring, and a young couple is having fun and not wasting their good years!
After a night of romance, on the next day, many martial arts elites gathered at the venue in front of the Feng Chan Platform. The Fifth Patriarch was absent and did not come. They were having a fierce fight at Tianzhu Peak and had no time to pay attention to the subsequent procedures.
The faint sunlight reflected on the Fengchan platform, making this place even more sacred. As the host of the conference, Abbot Sangshi once again took the stage. He looked around, looked at the dark crowd under the stage, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, everyone gathered again, which makes me very happy."
I'm glad that today's session of this conference is divided into two steps. The first one is to select the top ten swords, which means that you can bring your own swords to the stage and ask professional swordsmiths to test and evaluate them, and finally select ten.
The weapons will be awarded, and the organizing committee will award the sharp blade award. The second link is for the heads of each martial arts to compete on their own, and the emphasis is on communication. Now, please invite four swordsmiths who are famous in China to take the stage. They are
Master Han Chang from Longquan Valley, Master Hao Lidao from the Northeast, Master Hamihu from Tibetan areas, and Master Abdul from Kashgar."
The four so-called masters, either wearing long robes, mandarin jackets or distinctive national costumes, came on stage one after another, took their seats behind the long table, and waited with serious faces to inspect the weapons. They had the demeanor of local experts, which made people awe-inspiring.