Quick travel: The sand sculpture host took down the villain

Just like that, he taught the heroine a whole afternoon without any complaints, and Chu Junhe also watched Chu Junhe in the tree for a whole afternoon.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Qin Yun'er's face, she took out a handkerchief from the ring and wiped it briefly.

"Little junior sister, your talent is much better than that of senior brother. It has only been two months since you joined the sect and you have already reached the early stage of foundation building."

Xu Jinxiao felt her strength, his fox eyes narrowed in a smile, and his handsome face showed a bit of coquettishness.

"It goes without saying that more talented people can quickly pass the Qi refining stage, but it is not that simple later on, and being able to enter the foundation building depends entirely on the great help of senior brother!"

Qin Yun'er winked at him mischievously, and the rubbed skin could be broken.

"The junior sister is already strong, and the senior brother is just the icing on the cake."

Xu Jinxiao said politely to her.

"In terms of strength, the senior brother is the most outstanding, and the junior sister is definitely not as good as him."

Qin Yun'er's face was rosy, she blinked her beautiful eyes, and praised her seriously.

Xu Jinxiao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the girl like this. He was about to scratch his head without any image when suddenly, there was a clear and crisp "click" sound.

Xu Jinxiao was suddenly shocked. Could there be a demon invasion and ambushing the sect?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the source of the sound not far away, his eyes sharp and cold with murderous intent.

Chu Junhe was also startled, forgetting that he had used the invisibility technique. He was caught off guard and met Xu Jinxiao's murderous eyes, and his heart trembled violently.

Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly realized that he was invisible, and he was the master, so why should he explain to his apprentice?

Xu Jinxiao's eyes fell on the branch in front of Chu Junhe, and it seemed that a section was broken out of thin air.

"Senior Brother, it seems that the branch is broken."

Qin Yun'er also turned around and quickly discovered the source of the strangeness.

"Ah."

Xu Jinxiao nodded. He was overthinking it. The Wumian Sect's defense was extremely strong, its barriers were highly discernible, and its protective sect formation was no joke.

Seeing Qin Yun'er still standing here, she took the initiative and said, "I'll leave first. Junior sister, you should go back quickly."

Qin Yun'er's eyes flashed with reluctance, but she still smiled slightly, "Okay, goodbye, senior brother."

Xu Jinxiao nodded, turned around and left without any regrets. His snow-white robe was spotless and neat as new, his slender figure was in perfect proportions, and his black hair was scattered behind him like a waterfall, blowing freely in the wind.

Qin Yun'er stood there and couldn't help but take a few more glances, her face turned slightly red, and then she slowly left.

Chu Junhe, who was standing on the branch, had always looked unhappy, and now he looked even worse.

His disciple's ability to talk sweet words is not bad, and it seems that he has won Qin Yun'er's heart.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and his uncertain eyes fell on Qin Yun'er's slim back.

He remembered that he was madly attracted to her before, but why didn't he feel anything now?

He soon found the reason. It was definitely because his disciple had been too outrageous these days, which attracted his attention and left him with no time to care about anything else.

Unexpectedly, an accident made him realize that he no longer had any feelings for Qin Yun'er.

Chu Junhe couldn't help but caress Zhigu Garden twice. She was not as interesting as his disciple. What did he think before that he would actually like her?

Chu Junhe shook his head, and suddenly a white light flashed around his body, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Xu Jinxiao went to see Chu Junhe with dinner at dusk, and it was obvious that his wife's attention was always on him.

Although he was confused and didn't know what was happening, it was extremely helpful. The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising and he couldn't suppress it.

Chu Junhe kept paying attention to him, seeing how happy he was, and thinking of him standing on the tree for two hours at noon, he secretly grinded his teeth.

"Disciple, my master's legs feel a little sore today. Why don't you help me squeeze my legs and relax my shoulders after dinner?"

Xu Jinxiao's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and he froze on the spot. Did he just hallucinate?

"Master, is what you said true?"

Xu Jinxiao seemed a little unbelievable, and her lips trembled slightly as she confirmed to him again.

"Of course, I think I made it clear enough."

Chu Junhe's lips curled up proudly. Are you unhappy now?

After practicing for a day, you still have to serve me, so that you know the consequences of making me unhappy.

Xu Jinxiao had no expression on his face, but he exclaimed in high decibels in his heart,

【Ah ah ah! Thread ball, my wife just asked me to pinch his legs and loosen his shoulders! Did you hear that? ! 】

[Hiss~ Host, this doesn’t seem to be a good thing, right? 】

【What do you know? As long as I can be in contact with my wife, I am the happiest thing! 】

【That’s right! 】

It's really a blessing to meet a love-brain host. It doesn't need to rush or make suggestions. The host just goes straight ahead on its own. It's so amazing!

Seeing that he suddenly became stunned, Chu Junhe couldn't help but frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xu Jinxiao looking at him sincerely, patting his chest and vowing:

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you!"

Seeing his appearance, Chu Junhe couldn't help but tilt his head in silence, wondering if he had made the wrong choice?

However, having said it all, he, the Immortal Lord, can never go back on his word.

After the meal, Chu Junhe lay down on the bed. Xu Jinxia restrained his inner excitement and carefully sat on the edge of the bed.

When Chu Junhe met his eyes, a strange feeling emerged from his heart, and he immediately changed his words: "Master, I understand that it is not easy for you to practice. You can just pinch your legs."

Xu Jinxiao was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little disappointed, he was very satisfied that he could have sex with his wife.

"Okay, Master, I'll do it."

Xu Jinxiao swallowed secretly as he looked at the slender legs beside him.

Chu Junhe nodded lazily and closed his eyes to rest.

Xu Jinxiao was so excited that he stretched out his hand and put it on Chu Junhe's calf, and an electric current seemed to flash through him.

Chu Junhe's eyelashes trembled, and the tingling sensation spread around the skin Xu Jinxiao touched, and it tended to expand.

He was confused, what does this feel like? Could it be that his disciple recently practiced thunder and lightning?

Xu Jinxiao held Chu Junhe's calf with his warm hands and massaged it carefully.

The room was quiet and quiet, the young man's lowered eyebrows were gentle, and his hands were moderately strong. Chu Junhe suddenly felt very comfortable, drowsy, and fell asleep after a while.

It's not that the consciousness returns to Dantian to practice, but that he really falls asleep.

Xu Jinxiao pinched two sticks of incense, and when he accidentally looked up, he saw Chu Junhe sleeping unprepared, not worried at all that his disciple would be up to no good.

Xu Jinxiao looked at his sleeping face with a smile, stopped massaging, put one hand on the bed, took the thin quilt inside with the other, covered him gently, walked out of the house and closed the door before leaving with peace of mind.

The next morning.

Chu Junhe opened his eyes suddenly, sat up quickly, and the thin quilt slipped off his body. He glanced at his clothes, then raised his head and glanced around.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries.

He got out of bed and used a cleaning technique to tidy up his whole body. When he walked out the door, the cool breeze of the morning blew on his face, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his disciples practicing their swords.

He walked out and sat on the stone table outside, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at the green tea leaves swirling gently in the cup, with the blue sky reflected on the water, and his eyes gradually became lost, with an inexplicable expression.