After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Qin Ye broke into cold sweat.

Xie Qingyun had an imperceptible smile on his lips, but as if he didn't know anything, he sat down on the Grand Master's chair beside him.

There was a black lacquered wooden square table between the two of them.

"Are you still getting used to living here?"

She said with approachable concern.

System Xiaoliu made a sharp explosion in his mind:

【Ah ah ah ah ah! She is so beautiful, friendly and awesome! The invincible dream lover, one can be worth thousands of people!

Master, hurry up! Get her! Breaking through to the combined realm is no longer a dream! 】

Qin Ye held his forehead, his face as heavy as water, and shouted sternly in his mind:

"Shut up! Do you want to die, or do you want us to die together? Lock yourself up. If you don't have permission, don't come out!"

Those vulgar and shallow words made him irritated and made him clearly remember that he was a scumbag who would do anything to cultivate himself!

"Ye'er is holding her head, but she's sick?"

The cold whispers reached his ears, and he seemed to see the snow on the mountain tops beginning to melt in early spring, and the streams in the mountains gurgling out carrying crystal broken ice.

The cold air in front of us contains a vitality that is beginning to revive, enough to change the world.

The beauty of some people cannot be captured in paintings, and their elegance cannot be captured in words. Even the all-encompassing word "beauty" seems pale and useless in front of them.

Putting his cool fingertips on his forehead, Qin Ye's pupils instantly dilated and he stared blankly at the face close at hand, his breath subconsciously held.

The woman's face is perfect and delicate, but even more majestic. Her skin is as radiant as white jade, warm and translucent.

The light gray eyebrows are like the vast snow-capped mountains covered by dark clouds, and the silver eyes are like the stars in the sky, mysterious and vast.

Her long, snow-white hair was pulled back, as if covered with pure fairy mountain snow.

There is a natural Taoist charm in every gesture and even in the gaze. A slight smile will only make you feel the difference between the gods and all living beings.

Nearby, far away.

Qin Ye had seen and even plucked many flowers from the high mountains and watched them transform from pure and beautiful girls into vulgar lustful women. However, he spoke sweet words carelessly and looked at the results he had created with a cold eye.

He once thought he could control everything and play with women at his fingertips.

But in those ice-like eyes, he was no different from the ones he had despised many times.

The bright moon shines on everyone in the world equally, no matter they are noble or despicable, pure or dirty.

Yuehua makes all filth invisible, but it doesn't care at all. This is the real condescension.

The sudden discovery made Qin Ye feel sad. It was clear that when purity came into contact with filth, the other party must be polluted.

Only this time, Qin Ye seemed to be burned and retreated in panic, wanting to get further away from her.

Xie Qingyun maintained the posture of raising his hand, but there was nothing under his fingertips. The male protagonist of the harem story, who had played with flowers countless times, fell to the ground without any image.

She frowned.

Is this person so scary?

Yeah yeah yeah:

[Ancestor, can you put away your cold temperament and divine light? Why are you so bad? You put my hero to shame. 】

The corners of his stiff mouth slowly raised, Xie Qingyun waved his hand to help Qin Ye up from the air, dropped the news about going down the mountain, and left calmly, hiding his merit and fame.

Qin Ye sat on a chair, staring at the door alone in trance.

*

The new disciples are still in the stage of understanding the sect's rules. There is no one else in Yuezhao Mountain, so Lou Xingzhou shoulders the responsibility of his senior brother.

Send Ye Zhifan and Qin Ye to Piaomiao Peak every morning, and pick them back up on time in the evening.

The rest of the time, he stayed with his master as an assistant and research subject.

Xie Qingyun was very measured and never used drugs or spiritual power on Lou Xingzhou indiscriminately, because she didn't want to make a mistake that would cause him to have physical problems.

Looking from the window on the west side of the study room, there is a green bamboo forest. The light rain hits the bamboo leaves, making a cool rustling sound.

The cold air crept in through the window coffin, and Lou Xingzhou couldn't help but shudder as he was lying on the desk, but he saw that his clothes were wide open, revealing his flawless upper body.

The muscles are thin but contain huge strength, the body is strong but not strong, and the lines are smooth but not thin.

He closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a charming shadow under his eyes. He lay there quietly without moving at all.

"My teacher, Lian Hua'er, is so well-behaved!"

Xie Qingyun raised the corners of his mouth, bent down and pressed the side of his face against the man's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and the hand on his abdomen slowly moved downwards...

It was a little noisy at first, but then it was like a wild horse galloping.

She reached out and hugged him up and sat down, her fingertips casually running through his long hair, and the ambiguity fermented silently.

Xie Qingyun looked up at him, suddenly smiled and said:

"Zhouzhou, Zhao Weiyun cannot die anymore. I will keep your painstaking care for my master."

She leaned forward, and the man subconsciously leaned back.

Green white jade fingers lifted his chin and whispered softly:

"Hao Zhouzhou, my teacher, are you still satisfied with your identity as a substitute?"

died?

No resurrection?

Lou Xingzhou couldn't believe it. He didn't realize when the belt was taken off. His eyes followed the woman's eyes closely.

Although he had never seen her heart clearly, he was still eager to discern something from it.

However, what grabbed his attention was the bewitching smile on her lips, and a sigh escaped from her lips, as if it struck the apex of his heart.

"Zhouzhou hasn't served Master for a long time. Are you feeling unfamiliar?"

A melancholy sigh directly stirred up the fire.

Lou Xingzhou's breathing became heavier, his ears felt hot, and his cheeks were flushed. The noble and cool beauty was inexplicably alluring.

He clenched his hands tightly and swept his eyes around the room, not daring to look at the person in front of him.

"Master, what do you want..."

The unfinished question is where and how.

Cold fingers rubbed his hot earlobes and said:

"You come."

Lou Xingzhou took several deep breaths, stretched his long legs and sat on the armchair far away from the window, untying his inner belt.

Xiao Yunyi, who had returned from abroad, faintly heard strange noises. He was well versed in this and could imagine the details just from the sound.

His heartbeat was trembling moment by moment, and his panic made him exhausted. He tried hard to hold his breath and approached the source of the sound step by step with strong fear.

Behind the green bamboo forest is Master's study.

No, no...

Xiao Yunyi started to have difficulty breathing.

Until through the edge of the flower window, I glimpsed a piece of light pink hair hanging down from above, submerged into the shadow below.

In front of the man with disheveled long hair, there was a vague outline bumping around.

Xiao Yunyi covered his mouth tightly, his legs lost strength and he fell into the mud. The rain kept falling from the bamboo leaves, soaking him all over.

Obviously, with his cultivation level, he is no longer afraid of rain.