Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Feng Qingxiu kissed it softly, touching the delicate collarbone with thin callused fingers, as if with a clever switch, easily wiped off the front of the clothes, he even thanked Senior Brother Yang for his teaching, the book he sent There are many solutions to the vestments above, and he remembers them all so clearly.

There were two villains in my heart who suddenly fought, one clamored to hurry up, hurry up, and never come again when the opportunity is too late, and the other shouted no, no, heaven and human relations, you should stop now and come in a hurry.

The large piece of white and flexible skin exposed under his body made Feng Qingxiu dazzled. He licked and touched the same thing. The two disheveled bodies writhed on the majestic yin-yang fish, and the tip of his nose felt hot when he saw it. , shed a nosebleed.

Why do I have nosebleeds in my dreams? !

Feng Qingxiu felt aggrieved, but the master on her body finally couldn't help it, and chuckled softly.

"Xiaoqing, you make me itchy~" the master said softly, his clothes fell to his hips, his chest rose and fell slightly with the voice, the voice was beating slightly, and the tone of the voice had such a subtle rise, it was audible Feng Qingxiu's ear tips were itchy, and the nosebleeds flowed out again.

A drop of blood slipped down before he covered it in embarrassment, and landed on the only two bright red spots on the skin under his body.

"Master..." He could only feel his heart beating like a drum, and he raised his hand to stop the blood. The two villains in his heart, the former suddenly strangled the latter, and the last trace of panic disappeared from his expression. On the chest of the master, "I will wipe it off for you."

Before Ji Yunlai could nod his head, he lowered his head, bit the bulge lightly, and ground his snow-white teeth slightly.

"Ah!" He whispered, his old face instantly turned red to the tips of his ears, "You, don't bite..."

His apprentice bit it hard, and said vaguely: "Of order." Then he skillfully licked away around the red beans.

A strange feeling went down the tailbone, and the tingling electric current immediately crushed him: "No, don't lick~"

"Master is really hard to take care of~" Feng Qingxiu complained in satisfaction, she stroked the red beans on the other side with one hand, kneaded them, and while sucking away the last trace of blood, even her knees rubbed between Master's legs as hard as she could. During this time, he tried his best to tease before he asked, "Is that all right?"

Where could Ji Yun speak for him, she could only turn her head with a blushing face.

The person on his body didn't want him to be so passive, he didn't know how to light the fire with his hands, and he didn't know where he learned his jerky technique. Ji Yunlai thought so, but he didn't expect that his body seemed to have a memory to automatically cater to him. Going up, this is the so-called saying no with your mouth, but your body is very honest...

But disciple, if you touch around like this, you should do it.

"Master, you are hard!" Xiao Qing whispered in his ear, as if he had discovered some big secret.

Ji Yunlai couldn't bear it anymore, and bit his ear: "Little villain, you didn't do it!"

"So I will serve you." He stretched out his hand to touch it, took off the belt to cover his knees, lowered his head with a pious expression like worship, retreated to hold it, and swallowed down repeatedly. The pleasure was so great that he even After only persisting for half a moment, he was completely defeated.

You can't blame him, even if you don't count the 1000 years of amnesia, he is still an old bacon at the level of a great mage. If you don't count the amnesia, this is really his first time...

Feng Qingxiu swallowed everything in her mouth in satisfaction.The slender and tall body rolled over the next moment, and he whispered to him in his ear: "Master, open your legs."

Ji Yunlai was a little shy, and his apprentice was too much, how could he say such words directly...

In the next second, a slender finger was pressed against his back, and the fingertip even surrounded the water wave, slowly seeping into it.

Ji Yunlai pushed him reluctantly, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoqing, the water control technique is not used here."

"Then Master prefers Ivy Art?" Feng Qingxiu smiled, and thin vines protruded from his hands, probing into the secret place, bringing a tingling pain.

"No, it's still water." Ji Yunlai tried to back away, letting the slender vine withdraw from his body.

In the next second, the strange and gentle water flowed away from his body, swelled and dispersed, moved forward and backward, all the way inward...

A pair of hands suddenly clasped his shoulders, and the master beneath him trembled like a fish out of water, "Xiaoqing, it's too deep..."

The rationality that was reluctant to support was finally overthrown, he kissed the soft lips of the master vigorously, and stepped forward.

So tight, yet so soft, layer upon layer, from heart to body, like layer upon layer of cocoon, completely enveloping him, his soul was pushed up and up, and he could see the clouds and clouds all around him.

"Cloud." He said softly.

The person under him suddenly clamped him tightly, causing him to push hard, as if he had pushed against a different soft wall.

"Ah!" The master under him groaned, "Don't, don't touch there."

"You invited me." Xiaoqing licked his ears, opened his legs further, and hit him hard. His frequency was not high, but every time he hit him with extreme force, his thoughts were confused. The calm desire began to stand up again, "Look, you obviously like it very much."

Ji Yun was speechless, but just hugged him tightly and grabbed him from behind.

……

A day later, neither of the two masters who chased Yunfeng showed up.

"Senior brother?" Bai Shuixian and Yan Zhao thought about not having a good time with their senior brother for a long time, and found some trivial matters that were irrelevant, and went to Chasing Yunfeng in the name of reporting—there is no Kunlai who is the head here No one can stop the terrifying magic circle on the moon peak where they live.

However, after seeing the senior brother resting at the stone table under the tree from a distance, the two looked at each other, and both saw doubts in it.

Not to mention human immortals, even if they are in harmony, they seldom fall asleep.

If you really want to rest, you will definitely find a safe place, at least there will be prompt formations around.

But there's nothing around here.

"Is this senior brother who doesn't want us to disturb you?" Bai Shuixian quietly asked the second senior brother.

Yan Zhao felt that it was very possible, and then rolled his eyes, thinking that he could find another way, so he whispered to his junior sister: "I heard that An Xian has nothing to do recently, and is forcing others to make appointments?"

"That's right, poor Qiao Qiao is An Xian's apprentice. He can't avoid so many debtors, and he is chased miserably every day." Bai Shuixian understood, and sighed sincerely, "Qiao Qiao didn't get on the Taoist disc, Go back and let him go down the door for a while, and let him enter the peak sooner."

"But her intuition is very accurate." Yan Zhao groaned, and sighed, "If she goes on like this, she will have to smash a Feilai Peak."

"Do you think it is possible to comprehend new sword moves in these years as the head of the sect?" Bai Shuixian asked in a low voice.

"There must be." Yan Zhao nodded, so his spiritual sense swept away, and after discovering An Xian's location, he sent a magic talisman to her: "A Xian, the master seems to be teaching his apprentice a new sword move."

After sending it out, he nodded to his junior sister, and then dodged far away.

Sure enough, within a breath, An Xian came across the sun like a white rainbow and plunged into the courtyard of the head of the sect.

The human immortal's divine sense is so sharp that it awakened the Lord of Kun-Lai almost instantly.

His movements didn't change, he still supported his arm with his right hand, but opened his eyes slightly, looking at her indifferently.

An Xian exclaimed, before she could tell him that she was framed by someone, she had already seen the master's new sword style as she wished.

It took Qingnv a lot of time to free Fengzhu An who was embedded in the stone and screamed, and the excitement of getting another wounded man in the same way made her jump a few times while walking, while Yan Zhao, who had escaped from the catastrophe, was so excited. He and Bai Shuixian quietly went to Qingnv's to pay the medical expenses of the brave Master An.

"Brother seems very unhappy." Bai Shuixian said to Yan Zhao quietly.

"Yes, but it was fine before." Yan Zhao frowned slightly, "Did we disturb his dream?"

"Can he dream?" Bai Shuixian didn't think, the human immortal's controlling power was so strong that he wouldn't have dreams at all, okay?

"Anyway, it's better for us to stay far away recently." Yan Zhao turned around and left with those things that didn't matter whether he looked at it or not, and Bai Naixian immediately followed.

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After waking up, Ji Yunlai found that Xiaoqing in the room had also woken up.

Xiaoqing first looked left and right, then used spells to destroy her obscene pants, and then retreated into the quilt, as if trying to return to her dream.

After tucking in the quilt for a while, it seemed that he had failed to fall asleep, so he cleaned up and washed with disappointment.

It's a pity that his shadow seems to have returned to normal, and he can't see whether it is rippling or not.

Ji Yunlai was also disappointed by this.

But he still found some clues, such as Xiaoqing's fingers wanting to touch something, such as him standing there silently in a daze after washing, blushing from time to time, and then meditating to appease the younger brother who stood up.

Another example is that I was going to open the door several times, but I always retreated, as if I was a scourge outside the door.

Tsk, when she sneaked into his Lingtai Zifu, she was so open-minded and bold with all kinds of faces when she was in a relationship with him, but now she is pretending to be so obedient.

Ji Yunlai felt even more disappointed.

But Feng Qingxiu didn't think about it for a long time, after a while, she walked out the door neatly and solemnly, and greeted him politely and intimately.

Ji Yunlai looked at him calmly.

Xiaoqing on the opposite side showed an innocent and well-behaved face, as if nothing had happened.

Pretend to be the same as the real thing!Ji Yunlai snorted coldly in his heart: "How's your schoolwork going?"

Feng Qingxiu immediately stepped forward and showed her recent homework next to him for the teacher to examine.

Of course, there is no problem. Learning these talismans is like reviewing them.

After checking the last array, Ji Yun came to ask him if he had any problems in his studies.

Only then did Feng Qingxiu hesitate a little and said: "Master, it seems that this disciple's cultivation level has risen again."

Ji Yunlai probed with his divine sense and frowned slightly. He also knew about this. After Xiaoqing was worried that he would break free from the seal, even if his demonic energy was sealed again, Xiaoqing's body was almost washed and tempered by the demonic energy. Just like the flooded river became wider, today's Xiaoqing has directly passed the second stage of Jindan junior high school, her pill is as pure as glass, and she will break out of her pill and become a baby at any time.

In this way, it cannot be suppressed. The reason is like if a fetus is going to be born, it cannot be forbidden to be born.

"Then let's cross the catastrophe." Ji Yunlai also knew that there was nothing he could do, "Four or nine days of catastrophe is not a big problem for you, go find a breakthrough by yourself."

Forty-nine heavenly tribulations are minor tribulations in the Nascent Soul Stage, and unless one is particularly unlucky, Kunlai disciples can basically survive them.

"Yes." Feng Qingxiu retreated.

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Kun-Lai Summit

It's been almost ten days since the head left the mountain.

There are mourners everywhere on the mountain and down the mountain, and there are poor teenagers with pale faces everywhere. Those who don't know them may think that they are coming to the ghosts of the walking dead.

"Ah, we have to line up again tomorrow, so good time is wasted on such useless things!" A monk was holding a bag, with a sad and indignant expression on his face, which could easily be misunderstood that he wanted to line up in front of him almost down the mountain. Swallow it in one gulp.

"It's just Shennong Peak, can't we open a few more rice windows?" The monk next to him said angrily, "Their rabbit paper is just plain rice, right?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let them hear you." Another low-ranking monk said it all for him.

"So what if you hear it, look at them, how long have they been counting hundreds of spirit stones?" the monk clamoring to open the window said loudly, "Do you dare to let me count?"

A gentle young monk with rice ears embroidered on his robe walked out of the rice hall, and said softly, "Everyone, don't be impatient. Shennong Peak has always consumed a lot of spiritual stones. This time it happened suddenly, and there are rice. , but everyone bought a lot in a few days.”

"I can't help it. Who knows how long it will take for the master to come back. If you don't want to queue up, you can just buy a little more." The monk next to him sighed.

"That's it. In the past, there was a net ring, and if you just turn it around, thousands of tens of thousands will be tied up immediately. The speed is very fast. Even if there is no rice for a while, you can also make an appointment on the net. The monk holding the ears of rice said sincerely, "Nowadays, everyone carries piles of spirit stones on their backs. The top-grade ones have to be changed, the middle-grade ones have to be discounted, and there are still spirit stones in the middle to be converted, and then sealed and put into storage. not enough."

If they were that good at math, they would have entered Taiyi Peak long ago, right?

"You are not the worst," sighed a monk with medicinal herbs embroidered on his clothes beside him, "The number of spirit stones on the Qingnvfeng really made our medicine cultivators want to cry."

"Who made you so dark-hearted!" A Jianfeng disciple snorted coldly.

"Do you dare to leave your name?" Yaofeng disciple turned around and asked.

"Why, you still dare to let me go to the black name alchemy, I still don't believe it, Kunlai and Danfeng, you are not the only one!" Jianfeng disciple shouted.

"You can't afford Danfeng's pills either." Yaofeng disciple said calmly, "Jianfeng's poverty is far more famous than Jianfeng's swords."

The cannons on this map were fired too much, so the flames of war erupted for a while, and some disciples took advantage of the chaos to jump in and arouse the flames of war even further.

Seeing the situation, the monk guarding the mountain next to him skillfully stepped forward and beat them up, making them line up again.

"Why didn't you arrest the troublemaker today?" Someone beside him quietly asked.

He didn't answer him, but the Shoushanju monk who put away the Spike Gang replied with a smile: "Shoushanju's prison will be full the next day when the Internet is disconnected. Now the higher authorities demand that those who cause trouble below Jindan should be punished, and they will not be arrested." gone."

Little disciples who have built their foundations and practiced qi can't make any troubles.

"There are special offerings for Jindan, so I don't need to line up, I remember." A monk asked curiously.

"In the past few days, there are high-level monks who are selling their training experience everywhere. They have not passed the review, and there are also pirated copies of the experience of transforming gods and above for cheap." Shoushanju monk shook his head.

"Yes," the Yaofeng monk next to him said quietly, "Recently, there are a lot of people who have become obsessed with madness. They say that they are restless without Wang Jue, and their true energy goes astray as a result of forcibly entering the samadhi. There are a few of us in Yaofeng who are impetuous There is a problem with the monks, and there is not enough manpower, so we have to ask Yu Zhifeng to help..."

"How can you do this?" the sword cultivator next to him yelled, the hairs on his back almost stood up when he thought that the needle was done by a temporary worker.

"We don't want to either, who told the master not to come back..." Yaofeng disciple sighed.

"That's right, if the head master doesn't come back, if the medicinal materials can't be sold, my newly refined half furnace pill will be useless." A disciple said sadly, "It's not easy for a newcomer to gather a furnace of pills."

"Why don't you prepare all the pills at once, this is the rule." Asked the disciple of Yaofeng next to him.

"The price of medicinal herb fluctuates, have you ever guarded the medicine online?" Danfeng disciple asked back.

Consumables for elixir usually go bad soon after leaving the soil. It is very expensive to buy planting medicine directly. Occasionally, some disciples have finished a treatment or have leftover medicine after refining alchemy. They are usually sold cheaply on the Internet. New disciples who have no money often read it while watching Dan furnace (patient?) While monitoring the situation on the Internet, buy the one you like as soon as you see it. Both parties like this kind of transaction, which greatly reduces waste.

"That's true." Disciple Yaofeng thought of the wallet that had almost no balance recently, and said sadly, "How long does it take for the master to come back~"

"That's right, head, come back soon~"

"We are waiting for you~"

As if contagious, the voice of summoning the sect master spread throughout the entire Shennong Peak, like calling for souls.

Hearing that, the random cultivators passing by were horrified...