Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

When Luo Yueming woke up again, the sky outside was already bright.

It took a long time to remember what happened last night.

But it's strange that my mind is empty, and I don't know anything about the specific situation.Think left and right, think left and right, but can't think of a reason.

Vaguely,? It seems to know that the battle last night was very fierce,? It was so intense that the bed board collapsed.

He seemed to hear the elder brother, with a deep cry, telling him pitifully, aggrieved, that he wanted to be called to him, and turned to show him.

Luo Yueming got up slowly, and felt that the heel of the lower back was broken, sore and sore. He lowered his head and pulled off his obscene pants. It was the same as before, except for being hairless, nothing special.

To be on the safe side, he gritted his teeth, cruelly, stretched his hand behind and touched it.

Hmm,? As always, nothing special.

So that means,? Last night he slept with Senior Brother,? Not Senior Brother slept with him?

But why can't I remember it.Luo Yueming stretched out her hand to scratch her head in agitation, but when she touched the wound, she hissed in pain,? Then she remembered that she hit her head on the bedside table last night, it must have been hit hard, and she drank alcohol again, and it broke into pieces immediately.

Before he could calm down, think carefully about the events of last night, and recall the ecstasy, he heard a knock on the door outside, and a disciple said through the door: "Senior Brother Luo, are you awake? Hundreds of families have gathered at the Heavenly Sword Sect, and senior brother and the others have already left, so it’s up to you, senior brother Luo.”

When Luo Yueming heard it, my good guy, I almost forgot about it, and quickly touched the Qiankun bag on my waist.

So he responded, washed up quickly, and followed the disciple to the lobby.

Before people got there, they saw the crowd was full of voices, crowded with disciples from various sects and sects, all piled up in piles, lined up in rows, looking from a distance, it looked like a rainbow.

On such an important day when a hundred families of immortal sects gather, it is bound to be some well-known immortal heads of immortal sects in the cultivation world, as well as their disciples, sons, or nephews.These people either have extremely advanced cultivation bases, or they have exceptional looks.

In short, there must be countless stunning monks among them.

Luo Yueming had no other thoughts, but thought that she should be under the attention of all the people, with the sword flying down, and her graceful figure would become the flower of Gaoling in the hearts of countless people.

But he just thought about it, and before he had time to control the sword, he heard a few sword lights swishing above his head. Hearing the sound, all the immortal sects present raised their eyes and saw Master Liu's control sword sweeping down from the peak, wearing a black robe. , with black hair flying, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it quite coquettishly.

As soon as he came out, he heard the voices of countless female cultivators gasping for air.

And some male cultivators cursed in a low voice: "Bah! Pretentious! Everyone else came here, but Master Liu came up from Yujian! Why!"

"That's right, they were fine on the field, but looking at these female cultivators, they look as if they have never seen a man in eight lifetimes, are they ashamed!"

After listening to a few words, Luo Yueming thought to herself, if you scold Grandmaster Liu, you scold Grandmaster Liu, why do you scold the female cultivators who are onlookers too.After all, Master's face is deceptive, whoever sees it must slap his thigh and scream.

Dang even walked over, and persuaded with kind words: "You two, if you say that, it is wrong. Everyone has their own ambitions, what is hindering you?"

The two turned their heads and saw Luo Yueming wearing the robes of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they sneered and said, "You are a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, of course you said that! This time the Cangxu Sect summoned all the families of the Immortal Sect to please Be fair! See how your Heavenly Sword Sect explains it!"

Luo Yueming felt that there was no way to communicate with these two people, so she simply nodded and said: "Actually, I also think it's not good for the suzerain to come so late, very bad."

The two said: "I never thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect would have such a sensible disciple like you. It's really a blessing in the cultivation world, little brother, you will definitely have a bright future."

Luo Yueming: "Thank you."

Once he regained his senses, he saw another whoosh above his head, and a white shadow flew towards him, it was the elder brother whom he had been thinking about, hugged in his arms last night, and loved in every possible way.

As soon as Xie Shuanghua came out, screams like mountains and seas resounded in the chaotic school grounds.

When the disciple just saw it, he cursed again, "What are you pretending to be like!"

Another disciple saw it and also scolded: "What are you flying!"

Then the two of them turned their heads over again, ready to listen to Luo Yueming's reconciliation.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yueming raised his leg and kicked the two of them down, pointed at their faces and cursed: "He can fly if he wants to, you don't care about his affairs!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeves and pushed the crowd away from the crowd with his hands behind his back to go to the stage.

The two were kicked for no reason, and scolded again, looked at each other, and muttered puzzledly: "Who is that man?"

Grandmaster Liu sat down gracefully, glanced sideways, and saw that except for the eldest disciple, the other four disciples had not arrived, he couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice calmly: "Shuanghua, where did the four of them go? Why don't you come?"

Xie Shuanghua said in a low voice: "Returning to Master, Xuandu made a big mistake, the disciple punished him to kneel in the Discipline Hall, the junior sister was not feeling well, Qinggui went to take care of her, she must be here later."

After hearing this, Grandmaster Liu felt that there was still someone missing, so he thought for a while and asked, "Where is the moonlight? What mistakes did he make..."

Before the words were finished, Luo Yueming came from the stage, clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "Master, forgive me, this disciple is late."

Seeing him coming, Grandmaster Liu stopped talking.

In this way, Luo Yueming got his wish and went to the elder brother.

Such a grand gathering of a hundred families of immortal sects is not common at ordinary times, and may gather once every three to five years.Except for the immortal head of the Xianmen, or the head of the family with a head and a face, the young master can sit down.As a disciple, you have to stand behind the master at all times.

Just like a pug, you can only sit if the master makes you sit, and you must not stand if the master makes you kneel.

In terms of status, Luo Yueming is the youngest disciple, so he shouldn't be standing next to the elder brother, but should be standing in the corner.

But anyway, the other three senior brothers and sisters didn't come, and no one would say anything, so they quietly moved to the side of the senior senior brother, raised their eyes and stole a glance at the senior senior senior brother's face.

The senior brother's face is very white, like ice and frost all the year round, a snow-white mass, usually serious, and looks quite cold.He has a tall and straight figure, and he prefers wearing hemp and filial piety. He is often dressed in white, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and slender legs. He is indescribably suave and suave.

It's such a person who is as jade as a tree, but he is so passionate in bed, making people dreamy and haunting, it's really unimaginable.The taste is even more indescribably wonderful. Although I can't remember the specific details, it makes people have endless aftertaste. I always think about when I can kiss the elder brother's Fangze again.

Luo Yueming thought, she was drunk last night, and the quality of the wine was so-so, she might have hurt the elder brother, look at how pale the elder brother's face is, and there is a touch of gray under his eyes, it must be because he didn't drink alcohol last night. sleep well.That is to say, the senior brother has not stopped for a whole night.Maybe when the senior brother woke up in the morning, the two hadn't parted yet...

Look at that waist again, it's so slender, I can grab it with one hand, last night, I must have tossed it hard a few times, I don't know if the senior brother's waist still hurts.

Stretching out her hand quietly, Luo Yueming listened seriously to the master's conversation with the other fairy heads, but in fact, her soul flew away, and she secretly touched the elder brother's hand.

The tentacles are cold, and they wear pitch-black armor.Luo Yueming doesn't like armor, but likes to touch it against the flesh.

So he boldly squeezed the senior brother's knuckles and successfully curled his fingers, but he didn't stop him, and he acquiesced in disguise.Luo Yueming tasted the sweetness, and turned to touch the palm of the elder brother's palm, and the little finger gently scratched the palm of the hand intentionally or unintentionally.

It was obvious that the elder brother's palms became hot.This is not enough.

Luo Yueming calmly stood next to the senior brother again, with his hands behind his back, looking extremely serious, but he had already quietly started kneading the senior brother's thighs.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he dared to do this, not afraid of being seen by others, let alone the master is still in front of him.

How could Xie Shuanghua bear it, and immediately wanted to grab that restless claw.

But he was afraid of being noticed by everyone present, so he could only hold back, tense his body and did not move.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, and I couldn't hear what the people in the audience were saying. These people's mouths opened and closed, spit and stars flew around, and their eyes were black and white for a while.

It wasn't until the claws reached that place that Xie Shuanghua secretly grabbed Luo Yueming's wrist as if waking up from a dream, and said with the technique of sound transmission: "Yueming, do you want to kneel in the Discipline Hall as punishment?"

After Luo Yueming listened, she thought to herself, the senior brother is not willing to let him kneel in the Discipline Hall for punishment. It is cloudy and cold there, and the sun is dark all year round, and there are many disciples being tortured there. Don't know how much was spilled.

In such a terrifying place, the senior brother must not be willing to punish him to kneel there.What's the matter, she was also kneeling on the bed of the eldest brother, kneeling on him or something.

Then he used the voice transmission technique of thousands of miles to reply without any fear: "Okay, okay, senior brother punished me to go to the Discipline Hall, just right, I have a companion with senior brother Pei, so I am not afraid."

After hearing this, Xie Shuanghua thought that the junior brother came here to annoy him on purpose, and for the sake of Pei Xuandu, he was willing to go to the Discipline Hall to punish him and kneel down. Immediately, he tightened his grip, pinching Luo Yueming so hard that his face turned pale in pain.

Then I heard Xie Shuanghua say: "Why do you need to go to the Discipline Hall to deal with you? Come to my room at night, and I will personally punish you."

Luo Yueming gasped in pain, hissing, thinking, what kind of weird temper is this senior brother, if you want him to go over at night, just say it, why are you pinching his wrist so hard.

But after thinking about it, the elder brother took the initiative to invite him to sleep with him, let alone being pinched on the wrist, it doesn't matter if he pinches some other unspeakable places.

Immediately, he grinned and smiled happily.He also replied with the technique of thousands of miles of sound transmission: "Then what do I need to prepare?"

Xie Shuanghua frowned: "What can you prepare?"

Hearing the senior brother's tone, Luo Yueming felt that he was somewhat disrespectful to him. As a qualified senior, he could prepare a lot of exquisite gadgets.He has all kinds of whips, ropes, candles, crabapple balm, jade bells, big walnuts, or fox tails for flirting.

As long as the elder brother is willing, he can also weave a pair of pants with red string on the spot.If the elder brother is still willing, it is not impossible to pull a rope around the house and tie a few more knots on it.If the elder brother likes it, then he will be cruel and go out to peel a piece of ginger, which is not a big deal.

But the premise is that the big brother has to be willing.