Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

Jun Yao felt a little exhausted after walking, so she casually sat under a peach blossom tree to rest. As soon as she sat down, He Qingxie, who was following her, knelt down naturally, and her movements were as skillful as a routine.

Jun Yao hooked the corners of her mouth deeply, wrapped her fingertips around the spirit-binding lock, and yanked it violently. He Qingxie was in a panic, and her body convulsively twitched forward. snort.

Jun Yao? Twitched again?, "Come here."

He Qingxie crawled over.

Jun Yao said, "Open it."

He Qingxie shook his head, and issued a stern rejection, "No, don't."

"I can't help you!"

As the words fell, Jun Yao lightly tugged the hand around the Fulingsuo, and the Fulingsuo quickly shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye. He Qingxie was forcefully dragged in front of Jun Yao.

Jun Yao leaned over, brushed the weedy hair of the villain, and irresistibly asked her to raise her face, revealing that dirty and unbearable face.

When a peach blossom petal was sent into the depths of the mountain forest along the fingertips, He Qingxie did not expect that what Jun Yao said would really come true in the future, but at this moment, she was powerless to resist, she could only helplessly Heard? There were three or two lines of a woman singing in a low voice, intermittent, cadenced, coming from my ear.

It was her own voice.

The tones of succession and reunion became more and more frequent in the setting sun, covering the earth in the middle of the night, including this paradise, and the wind blew not only the coolness, but also traces of more and more heavy The smell of fishy smell and blood.

Jun Yao sniffed the smell of blood mixed in the air, and said with a sneer: "It seems that I am rude, my beloved, you are bleeding."

"You kill me, you kill me!" He Qingxie struggled suddenly, and shouted at her, "Su Changyi, Jun Yao, Master! It's my fault, it's my disciple's fault, so you killed me!" Me! My disciple should never destroy the innocence of the master, so you kill me, the disciple not only deceives the master, but also wants to kill the master, so master, kill the disciple!"

She really didn't want to be bullied inhumanely anymore, and she really didn't want to suffer this unbearable pain again.

But Jun Yao won't let her get what she wants.

"Haha," Jun Yao looked at her as if she was looking at a plaything she wanted, "My dear apprentice, I have thousands of ways to make you kneel down and beg for mercy, but I don't want you to die. I did think about it before. Lingling you, and then crushing your bones to ashes, but this kind of death is really not worthy of you."

Jun Yao smiled evilly, the peach blossom between the eyebrows had already taken shape, but the color became more and more dim, and lost its luster, which was a sign of the change of Wangshu Xinfa.

"In this world? There are many ways to make life worse than death. Death is just the simplest tone, and there is no fun at all. Do you know what your only role is now, my beloved?" Su Changyi waved his sleeves away. ? Covered in dirty white clothes, hands down the dirty face?, her smile became more and more crazy, and her fingertips raised her jaw, "It's just for me to have fun!"

"We are here for a long time. I have an idea. It must be fun. I am the one who bullies you, tortures you, oppresses you, and finally seals your memory when you collapse and despair, so that we can start over again. Love How do you feel?"

"Jun Yao, you are cruel, cruel and ruthless!"

"Hahaha, is that right? But? Isn't this what you forced?" Jun Yao asked back.

She turned a deaf ear to the scolding in her ears, and said to herself: "At that time, after you recover your health, I will take you back to Shangqingxu to continue the unfinished revenge between us. When the time comes, the red bed will be warm , golden wind and jade dew, can you be a disciple? You should take good care of your teacher."

At this moment, Jun Yao smiled, and He Qingxie also smiled. Her smile was bright and pale, but Jun Yao, on the other hand, took away all the romance in Taoyuan.

Jun Yao really said? Do it?.

The half-month period is about to pass, and the two rushed to Liyuan, took out the inner fire and found a hidden place to suppress it. The cold poison of the candle dragon horn had already invaded the lungs, and it was only because the five senses were sealed by the talisman that they could resist it The coldness and heart-piercing pain of the nine cold days, the local heart fire burned into the heart veins, Jun Yao's body reached the double sky of ice and fire, and his spiritual power faintly showed signs of going berserk, so he was suppressed in time.

Cold poison and earth core fire yin and yang are in harmony, and when hardness and softness travel through the whole body, it is beneficial to the meridians. When Jun Yao opened his eyes while meditating, the meridians on his body seemed to be wider than before, and he could use spiritual power more quickly .

But this is of no use to her.

Jun Yao stood up, hooked her fingertips, and instantly pulled the end of the zero lock away from He Qingxie who was kneeling beside her.

Jun Yao asked: "My beloved disciple, do you want me to seal your memory now, or go back? Is the Lingqing Palace sealing it?"

With a pale face, He Qingxie raised dry eyelids to look at her, "Do I have the right to choose?"

Ever since, Jun Yao laughed jokingly and chose the present moment?.

It's just that he didn't expect that when she opened the seal, He Qingxie suddenly raised his head, holding a piece of stone that was ground into a sharp thorn in his secretly charged hand, he raised his head and swiped at Jun Yao's throat .

The gurgling blood once again stained He Qingxie's eyes red.

Jun Yao was stunned for a moment. Something was flowing down her neck, and the smell was rich and familiar.When she realized what it was, she kicked He Qingxie backwards and flew away?

The anger and resentment that was suppressed in the bottom of my heart surged into my heart for a moment, and Jun Yao flew towards him? The Fengshuang Sword was summoned randomly, and struck the villain's head in a shocking way.

Across the void, Jun Yao could see it at a glance? The evil disciple closed his eyes, looking as if he was about to be freed, and the Fengshuang sword stopped in front of He Qingxie's forehead just at the nick of time.

The joy of being divided into two did not come, only ticking, ticking, bloody and hot liquid fell from the sky, landing between her brows and bridge of nose, He Qingxie opened her eyes in surprise, and lay down. Jun Yao held Fengshuang in the void, her eyes were full of struggles, she seemed to be still struggling and hesitating.

"He Qingxie, are you really capable? Be patient." Throwing? These words, Jun Yao fell to the ground clutching his neck, and the Fengshuang sword turned into sporadic pieces and sank into his palm.

Jun Yao choked up with pain, closed her eyes, opened them again after a long time, said cruelly, "You want to die, but this seat is not as good as you want."

On the way back, the ragged clothes on the wicked disciples were replaced with ordinary Yaoshan disciple clothes, and the spirit-binding lock was removed from the ankles. He Qingxie, who lacked a part of his memory, completely became Shangqingxu Lord on the way. Yao Xianzun's secret plaything.

After He Qingxie lost his memory, Jun Yao took someone first to his own boudoir and started one of the few warm affairs between the two of them? It's just that the humiliation that a villain should have only increased. What happened, maybe? She still couldn't breathe under the pressure.

This day and night, the wind is blowing wildly, and the wind and rain are falling.

After Jun Yao finished He Qingxie, she fell asleep with exhaustion all over her body. Under the warm tent, a pair of slack phoenix eyes gradually regained focus in the pitch-black void.

In the evening, the wind and rain hit the pond, hammered the window, the world was full of noise, and the golden boudoir of Junyao Xianzun was quiet, only intermittent murmurs sounded, resounding in the room still full of desire, falling on the red-hot ears side.

He Qingxie muttered to himself when he heard his master who had done something wrong to her.

"Sorry," "Senior Sister," "Sorry," "Master," "Sorry," "..."

Jun Yao counted the names of the people who said "sorry" hundreds of times, repeated over and over again?, but among these close people, everyone has the name, except her.

He Qingxie.

The person Jun Yao is most sorry for is her. Could it be that she is not worthy of an apology from her master?

Undoubtedly, she was wronged and angry, but also powerless.

Two days later, Zhu Yu heard that Jun Yao was out and came back to visit, but she was rejected by Jun Yao. Zhu Yu guessed that Jun Yao was injured so she didn't see her, so she sent Bai Lian from Zhicao Peak with a sound transmission Called over, so the two of them were ready to go in? They were rejected again.

He Qingxie observed that Jun Yao practiced every night, and she didn't look half injured. She also couldn't understand why her master rejected the head of the sect and the immortal Jun Cheng, and never showed up.

She is very curious.

That night, Junyao's golden boudoir was still warm with red gauze tents, full of lust, and the lingering two were rolling in the bedding. He Qingxie opened those phoenix eyes in the collision, and looked for her teacher under the messy red shadow. Zun's eyes.It used to be a pair of very beautiful eyes, with a beauty that cannot be described by countless beautiful words, but at this moment, these eyes are full of struggles, they are painful, hesitant, and even a little regretful.

Jun Yao stopped, looked down at her, and said harsh words to her, "Look at you again!"

He Qingxie blinked, "Oh." Then, he continued to stare at the person on his body.

Jun Yao became furious, covered her eyes with one hand, and continued to act as if nothing had happened.

He Qingxie's voice sounded like he was hitting a ring, "Master's way of eating is really ugly. Shouldn't Master teach by example?"

Jun Yao's unrestrained movements stopped, and her hands still covered He Qingxie's eyes. The eyelashes of the villain were very long, like a small cattail fan, slapping her palms itchyly.

She sneered, "Heh. Teach? You? Teach? What? Teach? How do you serve me comfortably? I'm willing to teach you, so are you willing to do it?"

"I don't want to."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"Master, if people know how Junyao Xianzun, the flower of Gaoling in Shangqingxu, persecuted his apprentice, will you have a good reputation?"

"My love, how can you? Call this persecution?"

Jun Yao showed a cruel and ghostly smile, and her subordinates moved a little more, she heard He Qingxie's groaning and panting getting louder and louder, and her struggle became more and more intense, which made her almost unable to suppress it. "You and I between master and apprentice? This is obviously a double cultivation, huh? Is it comfortable? Is it comfortable? Hahaha——"

"How about announcing that you are the furnace cauldron of this throne on the day when the one who caused the evil came back?" Jun Yao curled the corner of her mouth viciously, "Are you happy? Furnace cauldron, furnace cauldron. The bullying has been ruthless and disabled, and they will only know how to say that my subordinates are not serious..."

He Qingxie laughed at himself and said, "Uh-hmm, a man and a woman are dual cultivators, and they become Taoist couples, so there is a furnace. What kind of master is a disciple? Zilu cauldron?"

Jun Yao snorted, "My beloved apprentice is really quite self-aware, you are just my plaything."

……

After that night, on the pretext that Qing Ruins wanted to compete with Lingxu Outsiders for the position, Jun Yao sent a battle invitation to the head of Lingxu Outsiders?

The half-month period is but a flick of a finger, and it is fleeting. Before leaving, Jun Yao was prepared, and set up a dreamland in the depths of the golden boudoir with dream grass and root powder of love, and planned the grievance The original Great Illusion in the Snowy Land of Thousands of Miles was sealed in the depths of He Qingxie's sea of ​​consciousness, and she wanted to reproduce the scene of that day. If it was difficult for her to come back after this battle, then she would make He Qingxie fall into the trap of being hated by her forever. The day when the mind drowned.

Her villain should be the despair after the hope of bearing the entire Shangqing Ruins for her was destroyed.

Jun Yao's preparedness is really like a twisting thread in the long river of fate, buried in the void, but it is difficult to be discovered for a while.

So, after a long time, it was revealed.

After Jun Yao left, He Qingxie finally resumed a short normal life, until that day, the news of Jun Yao's death in Guanshan came from the sky accompanied by the death knell.