Help! Crazy criticizing Master for insisting that I be a Taoist companion!

"What did you say?! The two of them kissed? Really hugged each other and kissed? In the pool behind the house on Wuyou Peak?"

After Feng Qingyu heard Feiniao's words, she looked at it in disbelief, and her angry eyes were about to burst into flames.

Feiniao shivered, but nodded, "Oh, I saw it with my own eyes, it's absolutely true!"

Feng Qingyu was so angry that her facial features were distorted. Tan Wusheng, a person who was so pure and aloof from the world, was now kissing Yan Bai in such a worldly manner!

She once thought that the Flower of the High Mountains would never step down from the altar, but now not only has she stepped down, but she has been pulled down by an ordinary person who is far inferior to her!

"Holy girl, this is actually a good thing."

Feng Qingyu looked at Yue He hatefully, "What a good thing this is!"

Yue He: "At least it shows that the sect master is a person with worldly desires. He can be emotional and lustful. It is not true that he is unfeeling. The saint is so beautiful and has such a good figure, she can definitely seduce the sect master."

Feng Qingyu's hand clenched, and there was no trace of happiness on her face, "So what? If he had been in love with me earlier, would I have waited until today? How could I get Yan Bai in his turn!"

"Saint girl, maybe we can do this." Yue He leaned into Feng Qingyu's ear and whispered a few words.

Feng Qingyu's expression changed after hearing this, "One Yanbai is not enough, you have to ask me to find another one!"

"Holy girl, don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say." Yue He smiled meaningfully, "Let's find another one who is similar to Yan Bai and let him seduce the sect master. This way we can determine whether the sect master likes Yan Bai." Bai is the type, and the person we are looking for must be following the orders of the saint. When Yan Bai is driven away from the sect master, won’t the saint have a chance?"

Feng Qingyu frowned, thinking about the feasibility of this method.

Yue He continued: "Now that the sect master is so close to Yan Bai, it means that everything that should be done has been done. Since it is like this, why should the saint care about one more person beside the sect master? Anyway, the sect master is the first This time is no longer the saint’s.”

Feng Qing said: "..."

Although these words made her angry, they were not rude, that was the truth.

You have to carefully identify this candidate. The other party must be completely under your control.

Yan Bai, you won't be proud for long, I will definitely drive you out of Tianxing Sect!

The sect leader can only be mine!

...

At this time, on Wuyou Peak.

Yan Bai's face was flushed, his expression was confused, and his hazy eyes were like the morning mist in the mountains, with a thin layer making it difficult to see things clearly.

Tan Wusheng's handsome face became looming.

The rosy lips were slightly open, and the voice was soft and weak, yet also full of coquettishness.

"What the disciple said before was also true. It really made me feel uncomfortable..."

It feels like there are little ants crawling over the body, but you can't catch it, and then it keeps itching again.

It's an indescribable feeling.

Yan Bai was going crazy and couldn't bear the torture, so he had no choice but to plead with Tan Wusheng.

Tan Wusheng also has a bad taste and insists on giving Yan Bai's wish after a lot of trouble.

The body that had been soaked in the warm water for a long time was glowing red, like the color of roses, extremely gorgeous.

Tan Wusheng bit Yan Bai's shoulder blade gently, leaving shallow teeth marks on it.

Yan Bai's pupils shrank and he straightened his back instantly.

He found that Tan Wusheng liked to bite people very much, and it was always a gentle bite, with his teeth grinding against the tender flesh.

Yan Bai's mind went blank, he couldn't hear or see, only the touch on his body was the most obvious.

People with a furnace constitution are far more sensitive than normal people and cannot withstand this kind of torture.

The night was as cool as water, with a gentle breeze, and the silvery moonlight poured down like a waterfall, shining on Tan Wusheng's white hair.

Along with the snow-white skin, it seemed to be emitting silver light under the moonlight.

Seems sacrosanct.

But this god-like figure is doing the most mundane things at the moment.

This didn't seem like something he would do, but it seemed reasonable.

Yan Bai panted lightly, and his soft voice mixed with Tan Wusheng's deep and magnetic voice, echoing infinitely in the empty space.

Fortunately, there were only two of them on Wuyou Peak.

...

Two hours later, Tan Wusheng carried Yan Bai, who had fainted from exhaustion, to another clean pool.

After cleaning the dirt on his body, he carried the person back to the room.

Yan Bai was probably really tired, and he didn't wake up during the whole process.

Tan Wusheng looked at his little apprentice's snow-white skin, which was covered with red marks, resembling an exquisite snow scene.

He pulled the quilt and gently covered himself and his little apprentice, then hugged the slender waist and closed his eyes.

It was quiet at night, not even the chirping of birds.

The next day.

As soon as Yan Bai opened his eyes, he saw the unfamiliar top of the bed. He was stunned for a while before realizing that this seemed to be Tan Wusheng's room.

But now he was the only one left in the room, it was quiet, and Tan Wusheng didn't know where he was going.

Yan Bai held his waist and slowly sat up from the bed. As soon as he put on his clothes, he heard a rustling sound.

Then I saw a little squirrel jumping in from the tightly closed window sill.

Yan Bai's eyes widened a bit. This little squirrel was very cute, and it had white fur, but the tips of its ears and the tip of its big fluffy tail were silver-grey.

The little squirrel was holding something red and oval in its two front paws, which looked like some kind of fruit.

It jumped onto the bedside table while chewing, staring at Yan Bai with its beautiful silver-gray eyes.

Yan Bai has never seen a squirrel of this color before. Sure enough, the world of cultivating immortals is full of wonders!

"Are you awake?"

The little squirrel suddenly spoke, with a particularly soft and pleasant voice.

Yan Bai was impressed by the cuteness and said in shock: "You can talk?"

Little Squirrel: "Of course I can speak. Thanks to the fairy grass that my master gave me. Otherwise, I would have to practice for decades before I can speak."

"Master? Who is your master?"

"Who else can be its owner on this Worry-Free Peak?"

Tan Wusheng walked in from outside, carrying an exquisite food box in his hand.

"Is this your pet, Master?" Yan Bai was shocked.

Mainly because normally, this little pet should appear on the first day he came to Tianxing Sect.

How long had it passed before a little spiritual pet suddenly appeared.

There is no synopsis yet.

Just like playing a game, a side mission suddenly comes up and a reward is obtained.

"To be playful, I ran away and got lost. Today Qingyu accidentally saw it when I was out, so I brought it back. Its name is Silver Pine."

Hearing Feng Qingyu's name, Yan Bai's eyelids jumped, and then he saw the little squirrel suddenly running to Tan Wusheng's feet and rubbing his calf with its furry head.

Not cute.

"Silver Pine...is it called this because it is a squirrel and some of its fur and eyes are silver-gray?"

"Yeah." Tan nodded silently.

Yan Bai twitched the corner of his mouth, this name was really perfunctory.

But cute is really cute.