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

Bai Zhengyu and Tan Wusheng had a fight, and finally ran away in despair.

He was still cursing when he left, and Yan Bai vaguely saw that his coat was torn.

Tsk tsk, what are you talking about? Even though he knew he couldn't beat him, he still insisted on fighting.

Is this... the love between good gay friends?

Of course, Yan Bai only dared to say a few words in his heart, but not even a word out loud.

Night came quickly.

Bai Yan was very honest and diligent on his first day at Wuyou Peak. The tables, chairs and benches were all clean and there was no dust.

But he still wiped it with a clean cloth, and even swept the fallen leaf petals on the ground.

He looks very well-behaved and sensible.

But Yan Bai knew that this was just an illusion. After all, he always had to behave better when he first arrived.

No one knows whether there is a devil's heart hidden under the face of an angel.

After Yan Bai took a shower, wearing a white loose nightgown, he looked up at Tan Wusheng, who was sitting on the roof wearing a black silk robe, holding a pot of wine in his hand.

The black robe almost blended into the night, but the silver hair on the top of his head was very eye-catching.

If it weren't for the moon shining in the sky, looking from a distance, it would look like there was a white head floating there.

"Master!"

Yan Bai jumped up and waved his hand.

He saw Tan Wusheng glance towards him, and then his feet suddenly lifted off the ground and his body floated up.

Yan Bai was startled, but guessed that this was probably Tan Wusheng using spiritual power.

He calmed his mind for a moment, and then slowly stood on the roof with his feet.

Yan Bai breathed a sigh of relief and carefully walked to Tan Wusheng and sat down.

He moved his nose, and a pleasant aroma of wine floated in the wind.

"It smells so good. What kind of wine is this?"

Tan silently raised the corner of his lips and said, "It's just that special spiritual herbs are added to ordinary wine, which makes the wine not so strong, but smells very fragrant."

Yan Bai was a little moved, and asked with bright eyes: "Can I have a taste?"

"Want to drink?"

"Yeah!" Yan Bai nodded twice, "I want to drink!"

"Okay, I'll give you a drink, master." Tan Wusheng said to give Yan Bai a drink, but ignored his outstretched hand, held the bottle to his lips and took a sip himself.

Yan Bai: "???"

What do you mean?

Before Yan Bai could understand, Tan Wusheng's face suddenly came closer, and then his chin was pinched.

Lips softened.

Yan Bai's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth subconsciously, and then felt water soaking into his mouth.

He swallowed, his mouth full of wine.

"Enough...enough, I have already tasted the wine, Master, please don't..."

Before Yan Bai finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by Tan Wusheng again, and his whole body was pulled into his arms.

The wine bottle was put aside casually, and Tan Wusheng placed both hands on Yan Bai.

The broad palms kneaded the slender waist, and the thin and smooth soft material had a different feel.

One of them is dressed in white and has black hair, the other is in black and has white hair. From a distance, they look like black and white.

Bai Yan watched this scene silently.

He actually has some cultivation, and is slightly higher than Tan Wusheng and the others imagined.

It's just that Feng Qingyu asked him to wear a special magic weapon on his wrist to hide his cultivation.

So even in the dark night, he could still clearly see the scene on the roof from a distance.

After all, Bai Yan was just a boy of eighteen or nineteen, so seeing this kind of scene would inevitably make him blush.

But after just staring at it for a while, I felt a little unbearable.

He touched his fast-beating heart and then touched his face, feeling a little warm on his face.

Bai Yan wanted to go away or cover his eyes, but he couldn't resist his curiosity.

So he stood there, staring intently.

Tan Wusheng has great supernatural powers. As long as he is in the Tianxing Sect, no matter what happens or who comes, as long as he wants to know, he can know it.

So he quickly noticed Bai Yan's presence.

There was a disdainful sarcasm flashing in those dark and deep eyes. If you wanted to see it so much, then let him see it.

It would be best to tell Feng Qingyu everything you saw and heard without missing anything.

Tan Wusheng didn't mean to be cruel and want to make Feng Qingyu angry to death. After all, both of them had experienced life and death, and Feng Qingyu had indeed helped him a lot.

He just wanted Feng Qingyu to give up and stop wasting her thoughts on him.

He still didn't want to break his face if necessary.

Tan Wusheng is a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges. He will remember and repay those who are gracious to him.

But if this benefactor goes too far, he will never relent.

No one can morally kidnap him with kindness.

Tan Wusheng hugged Yan Bai's waist, and the hand that was holding his chin slowly slid down along the loose collar and slipped into the clothes.

Yan Bai went numb for a moment, feeling weak all over and leaning weakly in Tan Wusheng's arms.

I felt my clothes slowly slipping off, exposing my shoulders little by little. The cool breeze blew over me, causing goosebumps to appear on my body.

Yan Bai's eyes widened, as if to say: Master, are you going to do something on the roof? !

Tan Wushen let go of Yan Bai's red lips, and the loose bathrobe slid down to her waist, revealing her fair skin.

Then a low, hoarse and magnetic voice gently sounded in Yan Bai's ear: "Why not? I think it is just right here in front of the flowers and under the moon, with a refreshing breeze."

Yan Bai's throat was stiff and he said in a soft voice: "But this is outdoors. Even if there are only two living people on Wuyou Peak, our master and apprentice... No, there are three now, and there is Bai Yan. Master Please stop making trouble and let me go quickly. If someone sees me, my reputation will be gone!"

"A lifetime of fame?" Tan Wusheng was amused by these words, "Do you have such a thing?"

"Why not?" Yan Bai puffed up his cheeks, "Although it didn't happen before or now, it will definitely happen in the future. My name, Yan Bai, will definitely spread in the world of cultivation!"

Tan Wusheng nodded in agreement, "This is true. Everyone will know that you, Yan Bai, are my Taoist companion, Tan Wusheng."

Yan Bai: "…………"

That makes perfect sense!

Tan Wusheng's hands were still around Yan Bai's waist, with no intention of taking them back.

Seeing that Tan Wusheng still wanted to continue, Yan Bai couldn't help but struggle.

This damn furnace is too sensitive and cannot withstand teasing at all.

Yan Bai is really afraid of being seen. No matter how shameless he is, he has no habit of being outdoors.

However, although Tan Wusheng wanted to make Bai Yan angry, he would not let his young apprentice expose his body in front of outsiders.

He chanted a spell in his mouth and directly set up a small magic circle, similar to a blindfold.

Then the two figures disappeared on the roof, and Yan Bai also felt that the surrounding scene became ethereal.

Tan Wusheng bit Yan Bai's ear and said, "This way even if Bai Yan comes out, he won't be able to see us."

Yan Bai believed it, but he was still a little embarrassed. Soon he no longer had the energy to care about it.

Bai Yan's face turned red just now, and now he felt a little disappointed when he realized that they couldn't see the two of them.