I Am the Righteous Master

"Every day that passes, the demonic poison in Yingshuang's body will deepen, this matter cannot be delayed."

An Qingtan shook her head.

"Ok."

Jiang Yun nodded, indicating that he listened to Master's arrangement.

"Starting this afternoon, you should recharge your batteries and get ready for the dual cultivation in three days' time."

An Qingtan said with a serious face.

"Ah."

Jiang Yun agreed.

"It's just..."

An Qingtan sat up from the bed and looked down at Jiang Yun in front of him.

She stretched out a white hand, and a slender crystal finger raised the disciple's chin, narrowing her phoenix eyes:

"It's still morning, so just in time, Master will help you review the dual cultivation exercises..."

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In the afternoon, accompanied by An Qingtan, Jiang Yun went out expressionlessly.

"Holy Son, you...are you alright?"

Lu Ning'er was holding a white towel in her hand, and was looking at him worriedly.

"It's okay, I study too hard, it's a bit exhausting."

Jiang Yun took the towel from Lu Ning'er's hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The pre-class tutoring from the master is very effective. Jiang Yun has decided to take a good rest and recharge his batteries during these three days.

Compared with last time, Jiang Shengzi's progress is very obvious.

As a power in the fourth heaven of the divine tower, although he is still a level lower than An Qingtan, he will not be able to get out of the wall like last time.

Even if the master's [Thu Xin Mei] has improved again, Jiang Yun said that this time he can completely handle it.

Regarding what will happen three days later, Jiang Shengzi is full of confidence.

………………

Three days later.

Jiang Yun, who had adjusted his physical condition to its peak, came to Cheng Yingshuang's yard.

It was night now, and An Qingtan was already waiting outside the door.

"Here, Yingshuang is in the house, let's go."

An Qingtan pointed to the half-hidden door.

Just when she was about to leave, she heard An Qingtan say:

"By the way, Yingshuang is still a virgin, you, you...have pity on her when the time comes."

"Well, I know."

Jiang Yun nodded.

"I'm leaving."

An Qingtan said.

"and many more."

Jiang Yun spoke suddenly.

"what happened?"

An Qingtan was a little strange.

"that……"

Jiang Yun took a deep breath, hugged the beautiful master in his arms, and kissed him hard.

"Uh, uh..."

The disciple's movement was so sudden that An Qingtan's eyes widened.

After a long time, he let go.

"Okay, okay, I know you like me..."

An Qingtan's face is red and her ears are equatorial.

Her body was a little weak, and her cheeks were red.

An Qingtan wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, pushed Tui'er's back and urged:

"Hurry up and go in, Yingshuang has been waiting for a long time..."

If you don't go in, maybe I will regret letting you go to her...

An Qingtan thought.

So Jiang Yun opened the door and entered——

The room has been furnished, but it looks like a scene of wedding night and bridal chamber.

The room is decorated with red silk cloth, and there is a wooden plate on the table, on which is a jug with two wine glasses.

Cheng Yingshuang was sitting on the big bed in the house, wearing a wedding gown and a red hijab, with two white jade hands on her lap, clutching the clothes on her body with some embarrassment.

"Uncle Cheng?"

Jiang Yun walked to Cheng Yingshuang and sat down.

When Cheng Yingshuang heard his voice, she lifted the red hijab on her head and looked up at Jiang Yun.

Although the expression was a little unnatural due to nervousness.

But Jiang Yun had to admit that under this newlywed makeup, the Pavilion Master Cheng Yingshuang in front of him was absolutely stunning.

"that……"

Cheng Yingshuang looked at Jiang Yun with an unnatural expression.

She took off the red hijab and held it in her hand, then closed her eyes and lay back on the bed:

"Well, you... come on."

The woman in front of him had a beautiful face, and her body curves were even more astonishing, but she had a nervous expression on her face.

Looking at Cheng Yingshuang's tightly closed eyes, Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing:

"Hey, Uncle Cheng is the master of Miaoyu Pavilion, and he only has dual cultivation, so you shouldn't be so nervous, right?"

Cheng Yingshuang opened her eyes at once, lay on the bed, looked at Jiang Yun dissatisfied and said:

"I, I... I haven't experienced it! Like you, I have experienced more than I know..."

"Well, so the old driver is about to open up wasteland for the novice."

Jiang Yun smiled frivolously, and gently pulled Cheng Yingshuang's plain hand.

Cheng Yingshuang struggled a little, but in the end she didn't withdraw her hand, but put it in Jiang Yun's hand.

"Uncle Cheng, don't worry."

Jiang Yun opened his mouth, and he thought for a while: "You also know that if you are too nervous, um...it's not good for dual cultivation."

Cheng Yingshuang pursed her lips, said "hmm" and then nodded.

She is the Pavilion Master of Miaoyu Pavilion. Although she is only a theorist, she certainly has a very good understanding of the way of dual cultivation.

It's just... Although normally, he would tease and tease his own holy son when he had nothing to do, but when he really wanted to take this step, he was a little timid.

Jiang Yun thought for a while, took Cheng Yingshuang's hand and said:

"Well, Pavilion Master Cheng, we can play a game first."

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It's 520 today.

Hmm... Let me confess to everyone, I love you, mua~

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Chapter 237 Cheng Yingshuang·A beautiful day without asking the sky

"what game?"

Cheng Yingshuang was a little puzzled when she heard the words, and sat up from the bed.

Jiang Yun thought for a moment, then said:

"Mr. Cheng, have you ever thought about what the person you like will be like if you marry yourself one day?"

Hearing Jiang Yun's question, Cheng Yingshuang didn't answer immediately, but thought about it seriously:

"My ideal person should be a scholar, just like my father, with a sense of justice and knowledge."

When mentioning her father, Cheng Yingshuang pursed her lips, her expression slightly sad.

Jiang Yun thought for a while:

"The Haoqi Sect inherits the ancient Confucianism. I have also read many books, and I still have some knowledge."

"Ah."

Cheng Yingshuang nodded.

"So it shouldn't be too much for me to say that I am a scholar?"

Jiang Yun said.

"Not too much."