ghost master

What Han Lin is most worried about is getting Han Yang's attention. Now he firmly believes that Han Yang has an unknown secret, and he doesn't want Wang Xiaopang to get in touch with him until he investigates clearly.

Wang Xiaopang was severely reprimanded by Han Rin and then fell silent. Seeing that he buried his face in the crane's feathers, Han Rin didn't respond, so he conjured up an ice crystal ruler and stuck it on Wang Xiaopang's exposed buttocks. , the bone-piercing chill stimulated Wang Xiaopang's body.

"I know, I know." Wang Xiaopang raised his head and looked at the ruler in Han Lin's hand with fear on his face: "Don't spank my ass...it still hurts."

Han Lin said with a cold face: "There are no rules, what about 'Master'?"

"Master..."

"Say it completely."

"I know Master..."

"louder please!"

"I know Shizun!"

High in the night sky, Wang Xiaopang's clear voice, which had not yet changed, resounded. Han Lin put away the ice crystal ruler, and then reached out to touch Wang Xiaopang's red buttocks.

"It hurts?" Han Lin lowered his eyes, and his translucent fingertips lingered gently on Wang Xiaopang's delicate buttocks.

"Hmm..." Wang Xiaopang felt a little itchy when he touched him, and felt awkward, so he flipped Han Lin's hand with his backhand: "Master, don't touch it."

Han Lin, who was pushed away by Wang Xiaopang, looked at Wang Xiaopang expressionlessly. Wang Xiaopang, who turned his head, looked at his cold amber eyes for a while, and then grabbed Han Lin again. hands on his ass.

"Master touch..." Wang Xiaopang would be a little afraid of Han Rin. Last night, Han Rin beat him very hard to make him go back to the sect obediently.

Han Lin retracted his hand, and said lightly: "Take out the talisman to treat it, and then put on your pants, you don't feel ashamed to show your butt in the sky."

It's not the burning pain from your spanking.Wang Xiaopang complained in his heart, took out the talisman from the storage bag and performed the healing spell on himself.

Three days later, the two returned to Snow Heaven Sect. Tian Zixuan came over and asked about Wang Xiaopang's situation. After learning that his adoptive father had passed away, he comforted him a few words, and then told him his plans for this year.

"I plan to attack the foundation building this year, and then I will be promoted to the inner sect with Chen Mulin at the end of the year." Tian Zixuan said, he has the same spiritual root as Chen Mulin, and the cultivation method is the same, so the two agreed to worship the same master to practice.

There is no master in the outer sect of Snow Sky Sect, and cultivation depends entirely on individuals, but there are in the inner sect, led by eight alchemy monks, who are divided into eight small factions. Which alchemy monk Tian Zixuan and Chen Mulin want to worship It's all done.

Wang Xiaopang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, Tian Zixuan's promotion to the inner sect meant that he would move away from here, so he was the only one living in this remote courtyard.

And Wang Xiaopang didn't want to be separated from Tian Zixuan at all, he relied on his parents at home and Tian Zixuan in the sect, so he said without thinking, "Then I'll be with you!"

After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, Han Lin grabbed the back of his neck. Wang Xiaopang shrank his neck, and then looked back at Han Lin with a bitter face: "Master... I think..."

"No." Han Lin interrupted Wang Xiaopang without waiting for him to finish speaking, with an unquestionable tone: "Follow the deity's plan."

Wang Xiaopang showed pleading expression: "But I..."

"Are you an unweaned child? Can't you live without relying on others?" Han Lin interrupted Wang Xiaopang again, very harshly: "You will never grow up like this!"

Wang Xiaopang was stabbed in the sore spot by Han Lin, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and his chest was heavy and oppressed, which was even more uncomfortable than being spanked by Han Lin a few days ago.

"I'm not a child, I'm just..." Wang Xiaopang looked ashamed and angry, but fell silent under Han Lin's cold gaze, then lowered his head again: "I see."

Tian Zixuan stood quietly, watching Wang Xiaopang talking to the air, he saw Wang Xiaopang lowered his head in despondency, so he knew that he was scolded by Xue Zun, so he touched his head with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, senior brother is just promoted to the inner sect, and it's not like he won't be able to meet again." Tian Zixuan comforted Wang Xiaopang gently, like an elder brother: "Don't you have one day to rest every month? Senior brother How about coming to accompany you?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaopang was finally not so disappointed, he stretched out his arms to hug Tian Zixuan's slender waist, and sighed: "Sure enough, senior brother is the best..."

Han Lin who was floating aside heard Wang Xiaopang's words and looked away coldly, not looking at the two hugging each other.

For the next year, Wang Xiaopang obediently followed Han Lin's words, first announcing that he had reached the seventh floor of Qi Refining in April, then in August that he had reached the eighth floor, and finally at the end of the year that he had reached the ninth floor. His astonishingly fast cultivation speed shocked Xue Tianzong once again, but in fact his cultivation base is still in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Han Fang is very satisfied with Wang Xiaopang's cultivation speed, but he will not indulge Wang Xiaopang because of this, so he is not allowed to raise pigs in the sect because he has not fulfilled his promise.

Han Lin agreed with Han Fang on this matter. Wang Xiaopang was alone and helpless, holding the fat girl and begging to a person and a ghost for a long time, before he had to agree to take the fat girl back when he went home for the New Year this year.

As for Tian Zixuan, he successfully established the foundation in October, and then he and Chen Mulin were promoted to the inner sect with this year's group of foundation-establishment disciples, and worshiped under Fairy Zishan. The night he moved away, Wang Xiaopang I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, feeling that there is only him alone in the quiet courtyard, and I can't even calm down when I practice.

"Cultivation is a long journey, and you have to get used to being alone." Han Lin said to Wang Xiaopang lightly, with amber eyes looking at the bright and cold moon outside the window.

Wang Xiaopang was lying on the bed, and the fat girl was sleeping on the floor. He should have slept for half an hour at this time, but he couldn't fall asleep, and his head couldn't be empty no matter what.

"I don't want to be alone." Wang Xiaopang muttered softly, and buried his little head in the soft bedding: "I don't want to get used to being alone either."

Some people are born to be lively, and some people are born to be lonely. Obviously, Wang Xiaopang is the former, while Han Lin is the latter.

The house fell into silence, when a snowflake floated into the house along with the cold wind, and fell to the ground again, Wang Xiaopang suddenly felt a cold body sticking up from behind him, and surrounded him with his strong arms. arms.

Wang Xiaopang's body stiffened slightly, he lifted his face from the quilt, then looked back, and met Han Lin's gaze.

"You're not alone." Han Lin had no expression on his face.

Wang Xiaopang looked at him for a while, then smiled, turned over contentedly, and buried his head in Han Lin's broad chest.

After a while.

"Master's body is so cold..."

"Then stop hugging."

Han Lin floated away, but Wang Xiaopang grabbed his soul body and pulled him back.

"I want to hug..."

"Hypocritical."

"certainly not!"

"Don't make noise, sleep."

Han Lin's big hand pressed Wang Xiaopang's small brain on his chest.

"Oh."

Then Wang Xiaopang, who was lonely and unable to sleep, soon fell asleep.

It was New Year's Eve again, and Wang Xiaopang turned 14 years old. When his mother was measuring him a new suit, she let out a cry of surprise.

"Xiao Pang, why haven't you grown any taller this year?" Wang Xiaopang's mother thought she had made a mistake, and if she didn't believe it, she went forward to measure Wang Xiaopang, but she was gently pushed away by Wang Xiaopang. .

Wang Xiaopang and Han Lin made eye contact, and both of them knew that they could no longer hide it. As he got older, his physical problems became more obvious.

"Um...mother, I have something to tell you and my father." Wang Xiaopang touched the back of his head, smiling awkwardly, and when his mother found his father, he confessed to the two old people that he had grown up. Slow things down.

"No wonder those fairies look like children for hundreds of years, so that's how it is!" Wang Xiaopang's father suddenly realized that he didn't have much worry or disappointment. Instead, he smiled and looked at Wang Xiaopang: " My son is now a fairy boy!"

"I'm not a fairy boy... I'm already 14 years old." Wang Xiaopang said with his cheeks puffed up, with a depressed expression on his face.

"But it looks like he's only twelve or thirteen years old." Wang Xiaopang's mother cared, she grabbed Lian'er's hand and patted it: "Is it? Lianer, girl?"

As Wang Xiaopang stayed away from home for longer, Wang Xiaopang's parents inevitably gradually regarded the only maid around him as a daughter, and the relationship became closer and closer. Wang Xiaopang was not jealous of this, but was very happy for Lianer be his sister.

Lian'er looked at Wang Xiaopang, who had hardly changed from two years ago, she smiled slightly, with a strong bitterness in her smile: "Yes, ma'am."

Wang Xiaopang regards Lian'er as his elder sister, but she regards herself as Wang Xiaopang's future concubine. This kind of thinking has become more and more intense in the past few years, so she wholeheartedly hopes that Wang Xiaopang will grow up. But suddenly learned that he will not grow up until he is 40 years old.

Several years of dreams were shattered, and it dealt a huge blow to this girl.

Wang Xiaopang's mother knew Lian'er's thoughts, she was very supportive at first, but now she knew it was impossible, the age gap between the two of them has gradually widened in appearance, and it will become even bigger in the future.

For the sake of this girl, Wang Xiaopang's mother sighed, and then persuaded her with a wry smile: "Speaking of which, Lian'er, you are also sixteen this year, and it is almost time to find a good man to marry."

"..." Lian'er lowered her head in all sorts of complicated ways, faintly wanting to cry.

Hearing what his mother said about this, Wang Xiaopang suddenly remembered that Fei Xiu'er married to the imperial city two years ago, and that girl was his first love after all, so he asked his mother: "Mother, how is Miss Fei now?"

"She? Just gave birth to a son for Major General He this year." Wang Xiaopang's mother replied.

Wang Xiaopang was stunned, "Has she given birth?"

"Well, I just gave birth, and I'm still in confinement."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaopang was a little dazed, and his eyes were a little absent-minded looking at the ground.

A big hand patted Wang Xiaopang's shoulder lightly, Wang Xiaopang turned his head to look, only to see Han Lin looking down at him.

"You have your way." Han Lin comforted Wang Xiaopang, although his tone was very cold: "Forget about Fei Xiu'er."

How can you just forget it... Wang Xiaopang complained in his heart, but miraculously, he didn't feel so melancholy.

When they learned that Wang Xiaopang's parents wanted to find a husband's house for Lian'er, all the young men in the village were ready to move, including giving them wood to feed pigs.

"Xiao Pang, please help me tell your parents." Mu Mu and Wang Xiaopang have known each other for a long time, and his family is very poor, so he wants Wang Xiaopang to say something nice for him.

"Yes!" Wang Xiaopang agreed straightforwardly, and cut up the leaves of the vegetables together with Mu Mu to feed the pigs.

Fat girl has been brought back by Wang Xiaopang, and she is now being raised in the pigsty. Because the Snow Sky Sect eats food with a little spiritual energy, she is now the fattest and strongest pig in the village.

Wang Xiaopang once asked Han Lin, if a fat girl is given a panacea, is it possible for her to become a spirit beast?Han Lin said it was possible, but the possibility was very small.

Lifespan and innate wisdom are the most important factors that affect whether an animal can evolve into a spirit beast. For example, a tortoise can develop wisdom by virtue of its long lifespan. For example, a fox can develop wisdom more easily because of its innate wisdom than other animals. And only when one's intelligence is opened can one be called a spirit beast.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang agreed, Mu Mu was very happy. Although Lian'er was not as good-looking as Wang Xiaopang in his opinion, he also liked being with Wang Xiaopang more, and even dreamed of sleeping with Wang Xiaopang. But he doesn't have the guts to pursue a man like the little prince, if word spreads in this village, he will be beaten to death.

At this time, Mu Mu was in a hurry to urinate, so he went to the side to pee on the grass next to the pigsty. Wang Xiaopang looked over casually, and saw Mu Mu's mature lifeblood.

A lot of hair... Wang Xiaopang didn't care about the size of the wood at all, but he was attracted by his lush black hair. Since his growth slowed down, there have been only a few dozen hairs in his place.

Mu Mu, who was urinating, noticed the place where Wang Xiaopang was looking at him, and he couldn't help the heat in his ears, but fortunately he couldn't tell because of his dark skin, but his dick gradually became hard.