Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Another quarter of an hour passed.

The silver disk on the starry sky is obscured by the occasional drifting cloud.

The abandoned martial arts arena became dim and dark.

Sitting under the tree, Wei Canglan could only hear the sound of the wind and the sound of Canxi breaking the air when she swung the Miao Dao.

Not long after, the clouds drifted away and the moonlight fell again.

Canxi's figure appeared.

Wei Canglan looked over and found that she was a little exhausted and her figure was on the verge of falling, but her arms were still in the posture of swinging a knife.

"Canxi, how many times have you played?"

After all, he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he got up and stepped forward.

Panting heavily, Tang Canxi replied with difficulty:
"Master, it's coming soon, there are still a dozen more."

"it is good."

Wei Canglan didn't stop yet.

There must be a beginning and an end.

Although it is not a rigid requirement for her to swing the knife three hundred times, she can't be anticlimactic in doing things, and it can also develop her good habit of serious cultivation.

No matter if you are a monk or a warrior, you can't be sloppy in your cultivation.

If a monk is sloppy, then there will be consequences for his Taoism to go astray.

A martial artist like this may become obsessed.

Every time you slack in your practice, you almost finish it. As a result, when you face the enemy in the future, you will miss it every time you attack, and almost defeat the enemy.

In the end, he buried himself.

Wei Canglan told himself in his heart that now he feels sorry for Canxi and cannot bear to let her suffer, and he will definitely make a big mistake in the future.

As a master, you must not only be strict with your disciples, but also be strict with yourself.

"call!"

In front of him, Tang Canxi exhaled heavily again, and then slashed out with a knife.

"call!"

With another breath, Miao Dao sliced ​​through the cold wind.

After a few heavy breaths, Tang Canxi finally completed the training goal of [-] horizontal cuts.

"Master, Canxi is finished!"

She turned and gave a cry of joy.

But this time, she didn't have any strength anymore, she couldn't even hold the Miao Dao.

Zheng——

Miao Dao came out from the mountain, and fell on the stone floor with a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Canxi couldn't support her figure, and fell forward with drooping eyelids.

Wei Canglan had been prepared for a long time, with sharp eyes and quick hands, one step forward, taking advantage of the situation, he opened his arms and embraced him.

Tang Canxi felt Wei Canglan's not-so-broad, but extraordinarily solid chest, and a satisfied but tired smile appeared on his sweaty little face:
"Hey, Master's embrace is the warmest..."

As she said that, she didn't care so much, she even rubbed her sweaty little face against the clothes on Wei Canglan's chest, like a docile and lovely kitten.

Naturally, Wei Canglan would not dislike it, but looking at Tang Canxi who expressed his love so much, even if he was a human being in two lifetimes, no matter how calm his heart was, he still couldn't help being in a trance.

The moonlight, which was originally pale and cold, now shone down, and it seemed extraordinarily gentle.

The wind is no longer so cold and noisy, like the hands of a fairy, gently brushing the cheeks of the two.

Tang Canxi's physical strength quickly recovered, and the blood demon body worked again, causing the sweat beads on her skin to evaporate again, exuding wisps of heat.

Her skin, which was originally wheat-colored, looked extraordinarily smooth and soft at this moment.

And her pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be talking were also blinking, and her slender and fine eyelashes flickered slightly, like two long folding fans, tugging at Wei Canglan's heartstrings.

She was clearly able to stand still, but she was still unwilling to get up from Master's arms.

Wei Canglan is also extremely greedy.

It was a long-lost feeling.

The feeling from the previous life.

He looked at Tang Canxi with some dodge, and could vaguely hear each other's heartbeat, and the soft and tight figure in his arms exuded a unique fragrance.

Those legs that were straight together without the slightest bit of fat carried a charm that he couldn't refuse.

Canxi, you are not a disciple of the Meihu Sect, but why do you have an alluring charm.

The breeze is blowing again.

Tang Canxi was no longer so straightforward, and she was afraid to look at her master. She wanted to look elsewhere, but she was afraid that if she looked away, she would miss something.

So, because she was too nervous, she unconsciously hugged Wei Canglan's neck with both hands.

Wei Canglan leaned forward slightly because of her force.

The two are so close that they can almost see themselves in each other's eyes.

Everything is just right.

Now that the atmosphere has been heightened, Tang Canxi feels at a loss and at a loss.

The fantasies of Master and Master in Cai Cai's mind just now disappeared without a trace.

She felt that her heart was blank at this moment, and she could only rely on instinct to make some subtle movements.

Wei Canglan couldn't help breathing heavily.

Just like that, he kept holding her tightly, without letting go of his arms.

There is no one around, and the evening breeze is gentle.

If the two continue to stare at each other, I'm afraid they are doomed to sleepless tonight, doomed to be surrounded by clouds and rain.

However, at this moment, there was a rustling sound not far away in the dark.

"who?"

Wei Canglan was startled, and quickly turned his head to look into the darkness, but he never let go of his hands.

Tang Canxi, on the other hand, broke free from her embrace subconsciously, pulled away quickly, and tidied her clothes and long hair in a panic.

In the dark woods, a slim and exquisite figure stepped out.

With the help of the moonlight, Wei Canglan saw the other person's appearance clearly, and his heart immediately became vigilant.

That figure is not someone else.

It turned out to be today's noon, a new student, Shen Xue'er.

I saw that she was a little scared and panicked at this time, with dead leaves on her head, she was slightly taken aback when she saw Wei Canglan, but soon her eyes became moist, and she walked over quickly and said:

"I finally saw someone..."

"It's Master! Master Canglan..."

As she spoke, not only did her eyes turn red, but her cheeks also turned red:
"Master, this disciple is just getting started and is not familiar with Xueyue Peak. I, I... I'm lost..."

Wei Canglan frowned tightly and did not relax at all, but his tone softened slightly:
"That's it."

"It's okay, I will take you down the mountain when I leave the seat."

"It's just that it's late at night, shouldn't you be in your residence? Why did you come out?"

Shen Xue'er's cheeks were even redder, coupled with the coquettish and indescribable charm at the corners of her eyes, it aroused pity.

She parted her red lips slightly, and said with an embarrassed expression:
"Master, the disciple is actually..."

"The disciple got up to go to the toilet...but he couldn't find it..."

She couldn't go on.

Wei Canglan's face calmed down, he didn't make fun of it, and he didn't show any doubts, he just said calmly:
"Well, the mountain road on Xueyue Peak is really not very easy to walk."

"Since that's the case, it just so happens that I'm going to take my disciples down the mountain, so you can come with us."

When Shen Xueer heard it, her eyes immediately brightened, she leaned forward and said:

"Thank you, Master."

Wei Canglan still had no emotion on his face.

But Tang Canxi, who was behind him, had already begun to examine this new female disciple.

She couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Humph.

Foxy!
You are lying!