Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

The moment you close the door and walk in, the candle flames are completely extinguished, and the halo of yellow light reflects the blood-stained old long table. A step closer, you can see torture instruments of various shapes, scattered and stuck to the black flesh. Dregs, everything has been used, everything has a long-standing ailment on the long table where dust accumulates.

puff--

The candle is extinguished.

Su Changyi noticed a strange flash of light in his eyes, and the moment he turned around, his whole body was embraced from behind, and the fragrant wind that rushed over from behind was as soft as a pool of brocade, with a bit of floral fragrance in the dry, sweet and spicy, Refreshing and sweet.

This is by no means a human scent, it seems...

After a while, she smelled what kind of aroma it was, it was the aroma of wine, sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

He Qingxie popped out a fingertip flame with his backhand, and lit the candle again.

"Master, you really made the disciples wait." Hot breath suddenly fell on the ear, He Qingxie kissed the red tip of the ear, and said these words in a resentful tone.

Immediately, goosebumps appeared on the arms, and the body struggled. The slender arms were not too thick, but there was no possibility of breaking free.

Su Chang didn't know it, she felt cold, she frowned unhappily, and reprimanded mercilessly: "Since you can distinguish the relationship, let me let go!"

Why do you always do things that make people feel that there is no inside??It really makes people wonder if He Qingxie is right? She has bad intentions, but how is it possible?

At least Su Changyi didn't believe it.

All the strength of He Qingxie's body was relaxed, and the whole body collapsed on her back, and she had to bend her waist uncomfortably under the heavy weight. Looking from behind, as long as He Qingxie raised her legs, When she got up, this posture was like she was carrying He Qingxie on her back.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Su Changyi said angrily.She swung her body to the left and right, but she couldn't get rid of it.

He Qingxie was pleased by this action, laughed in a low voice, his lowered gaze landed on the vermilion lips faintly flushed due to his hot breathing, and traced them carefully.

The picture that emerged in my mind was tempting and seductive, but it was a pity that the location was not right, otherwise someone would have been pressed on the clean long table and eaten up.

But now? Not much to give up, at least she is carefree in hugging others.

With an evil smile in his eyes, He Qingxie said seriously: "The reason? You can distinguish the relationship, so this arm can't be loosened. Is it true that the disciple doesn't know? I know what kind of face you have, Master. Turning your face is like turning over a book. This disciple is so scared—" —”

The torture chamber isolated under the cliff is naked in the mountains, and the wind blowing from the barren mountains and wild forests seeps in through the gaps, making this narrow wooden house even colder.

The candle is extinguished, but the ambiguity is born? The flower in the hidden place, nourished by the darkness.

This kind of relationship is unclear, and the emotion is not determined, which made Su Changyi's hair stand on end. She had to force her composure, and said slyly: "Are you afraid? You regard this seat as your master? What is this seat in your eyes? Say it again ,release!"

"Want the disciple to let go?" He Qingxie turned a deaf ear to it, jokingly said, "If you let go of Master, isn't that just killing the disciple?"

What nonsense!

Su Changyi didn't have much patience, and said sharply: "You and I haven't done anything yet, are you going to force me to die with you?!"

perish together?

Although it is an angry speech in a state of desperation, but the speaker has no intention, it is inevitable that the listener has the intention.

You like death that much?

He Qingxie's eyes sank in the dark, and he brushed Su Changyi's face with one hand, and said coldly: "Master always seems to think that he can be evenly matched with his disciples, so let's just forget about it. A disciple who died in love is more willing to change the method, isn't it as if you and I have compared each other on the bed of master and apprentice?"

"If your mind is full of such rubbish, then I have nothing to say to you."

"How can there be nothing to say? Between you and my master and apprentice, isn't there a deep love that can be seen? The sun? The moon? These memories are always remembered by the disciples, and never dare to forget. And the soft gauze red tent in the Lingqing Palace is full of love and affection Isn't it like a fish in water, full of joy? These memories are so beautiful, don't you want to relive them, Master?" He Qingxie touched his clothes with long fingers, was stopped on the spot, and then pulled out.Instead of being angry, she smiled, and when she was about to speak, she heard the warm female voice still in her ears, and said calmly, "Today? Just talk about punishment? Otherwise, you should stop talking."

"How can it be done? Just talking about punishment, isn't the disciple going to be punished to death by the master? Why not talk about romance..."

The topic was bypassed twice and three times, Su Changyi just wanted to kill He Qingxie on the spot, she was forced to turn her face away, and He Qingxie lowered his forehead and couldn't help rubbing the tip of her nose lightly.The fragrance oozing from the hair is overflowing and diverging, pouring into the nose continuously, bringing back memories that are not too long ago.This made her even more embarrassing, those messy and upside-down memories ebbed and flowed from time to time, when it was calm, it was like a gurgling stream, and when the waves were tossing, it always made her face red and her face red, and her mood was hard to calm down.

At this time, Su Changyi was undoubtedly exhausted. If he had known, he would come here another day, and let the criminals stay in the torture chamber by themselves for a night.

The obscene words on He Qingxie's mouth were so disturbing that Su Changyi immediately closed his eyes.

Not long after, when faced with the man who was leaning against her arms like a dead body and resolutely kept quiet, He Qingxie felt a sense of irritability for no reason. , straightened the person, and asked for no reason: "Master, who is showing this gesture? It's only natural to pay the debt, and the master took advantage of the disciple before? It's a lot, right? Waiting for the disciple to collect debts , like a bitch to set up a torii, interesting?"

Su Changyi's complexion finally changed. She opened her eyes. Under the light, her pair of extremely sparkling peach blossom eyes seemed to have hooks. Pinch tactics.

At this time, He Qingxie said coldly again: "If Master always looks like a victim, it will be boring."

She knew nothing about the changes under Su Changyi's subordinates.

"So? What do you see that is interesting?" After the operation was completed, Su Zhangyi smiled, his eyes flashed, "Is that so?"

As soon as the ending sound fell, Su Changyi turned his head and blew a mouthful of hot air into He Qingxie's eyes, then smiled strangely, and snapped his fingers in the dark.

A ray of golden light encircled the exquisite body behind him, and it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

After the golden light disappeared, He Qingxie felt an uncomfortable feeling of being constricted on his body. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was already a half-finger-wide silver chain on his body, shining dazzling white light under the candlelight.

It's the Spirit Binding Lock!

The chains bound He Qingxie's straight legs to his chest, pressing the white student clothes into streaks, completely constraining the figure of a graceful and graceful figure, but leaving two arms outside. Loosely hugging the waist that is not full.

"Is it still interesting?" Su Changyi held back his expression and sneered.

He Qingxie: "..."

Even though she didn't turn around, she could still feel that the gaze on the side of her face changed from hot to cold and cruel, so cold that she couldn't help but want to hide, but under this extremely treacherous gaze, He Qingxie let go. One of the few compromises, the first voluntary release.

Su Changyi didn't doubt that there was him, smiled triumphantly behind his back, turned around and waved the sleeve of the silver thread floating cloud neon dress, and He Qingxie's whole body was uncontrollably bound by the spirit lock and pulled to the end of the wooden house. Inside the cross.

Fearing that the villain would break free halfway, he added another spirit-binding lock with the hand kneading formula, binding He Qingxie's two arms firmly.

This other spirit-binding lock was also obtained by her from Ping Lan, and so was the Danqing Sword.Pinglan is worthy of inheriting Zhu Yu's treasury, there are so many things.Su Chang? thought secretly.

Seeing that people are like fish on a chopping board, Su Changyi finally pulled out the Danqing sword, his light white fingertips slid across the bright and shining blade, and flicked lightly at last.

Zheng——

The sound is like cracking silk, long and long?

Su Changyi sighed, "Good sword."

"It's the most suitable to kill you. The sword of my senior sister, the sword of the master of Shangqingxu, has always been stained with the blood of demons. Today? I used your blood to unseal it again."

He Qingxie stared at her deeply, fell into silence for no reason, and the drooping crow feathers cast an unclear shadow on the eyelids, like a mass of dark clouds.

"Look! This is what you want? If you don't become a demon, she will kill you! In her eyes, how are you different from a demon now?"

The voice of Heavenly Dao came from the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Heaven and earth, only I am thinking about you."

At this moment, the cold sword tip touched He Qingxie's jaw, and Su Changyi raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly, as if mocking her that he didn't have today.

In the past? In the memory, they have all had such scenes, either being picked, or taking the initiative to pick with a sword, or using hands, feet, or other things to look down on all living beings with a high-ranking attitude? People under the sword are regarded as ants.The world is turning around as usual, and this time the power of life and death falls into the hands of Su Changyi. The Danqing sword in her hand can pierce He Qingxie's throat any closer, releasing bewitching scarlet hot blood, which spreads across the air. Also? It can make people feel the scalding temperature.

Su Changyi didn't move, and stared at He Qingxie for a long time, trying to distinguish fear, terror, and panic from that gloomy and calm face.

I don't know how long it took, but she didn't get the result she wanted from the long wait. The villain's eyes were as dark as a puddle of black water dripped with ink, coated with a rough sandy texture, and warm yellow eyes. The light can't shine into the pupils, and the sharp point of the sword can't pierce her city defense.

"He Qingxie, why don't we have a fight? How about a bet?" Heaven knows? He was hiding some evil intentions, with a wicked smile, and said bluntly, "Just bet, can you get out of here alive tonight?"

He Qingxie frowned unobtrusively, his temple hair blown away by the wind slackly covered his dark eyes.

From the bottom of her heart, she gambled back to heaven, "I refuse, it's meaningless."

Tiandao was full of displeasure, and the sharp female voice was raised a bit.

"How can it be meaningless? You can come here tonight, which means a lot to Junyao, because this is the only chance for her to do it. You seriously injured the disciple named Duqing , that's Jun Yao's new inner disciple, she won't let you go!"

"The ability to splash dirty water? You are really familiar with it," He Qingxie said sarcastically, "The purpose of you framing me is to make her not let me go?"

It seemed that the question was finally getting to the point, but Tiandao's sharp female voice did not respond immediately, which aggravated her suspicion.

I have always suspected that the little paper man named Tiandao's conspiracy is more than that. It seems that she has been planning for her since a long time ago, after she fell into the cliff.

But who knows? Did she fall into the cliff? It was planned by this? Tiandao.

He Qingxie couldn't wait for Tiandao's final answer.

Su Changyi had already slapped her face with the sword, and said with a slap, pretending to be profound: "I have been thinking about it for a long time, and the heaven pays off. I finally figured out how to ease the embarrassment between you and me. The embarrassing way is to expel you from the division."

He Qingxie raised his head silently, his tone was very frivolous, "You did it before, but it's a pity you failed."

Su Changyi let out a "cold snort", remembering the time when he was bitten back when he stepped towards the door, he immediately became angry and pulled the corner of his lips forcefully, "But this time you are accused of a crime, so how can you bite me back? This seat will not punish you because of the relationship between master and student, on the contrary, this seat will let you go."

He Qingxie's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Why?"

Su Changyi pursed his lips, and continued after a while: "Because? A non-disciple of my sect committed a crime? I have no right to interfere."

"But since you've hurt my Yaoshan disciple, it's okay to lock you up here and deal with it after my beloved disciple wakes up."

After all, I still show mercy, no no, maybe I should change the word? I can't bear it.Su Chang? According to self-knowledge? Even though there is Jun Yao who has an amazing late-stage Dacheng stage cultivation and bears the first name of Jun Yao Immortal Venerable in Shangqingxu, he has never experienced it in real life. Killing, punishing a powerless woman, even if she was given a peerless sword, she would only use it to cut branches.

Su Changyi has seen blood, but has never touched it. It can be said that she is out of tune with the entire world of self-cultivation.

He Qingxie, who was tied to the cross and couldn't move, seemed to have heard a joke, but she couldn't laugh at all.

With the passing of time and Su Changyi's indifferent gaze, the stunning face that had suppressed all expressions gradually became dark, and waves rolled in the long and narrow phoenix pupils, like tides burning with flames, which could reflect Waves of rage.

Undoubtedly, this sentence finally completely angered a beast that had been dormant for a long time.

I don't know why, under Su Chang's gaze, he had an illusion, as if now was the time to hunt.

He Qingxie's eyes were deep, he firmly nailed the person in his sight, and asked word by word: "Master, please take back what you just said!"

"No way!"

"Su Chang? Let me say it again, take it back."

"Hehe," Su Changyi smiled lightly, admiring the other party's finally cracked expression without squinting, and felt joyful in his heart, "You wanted to leave earlier? I will let you go as you wish. , but you were bitten by you in the palace. Now that you have smuggled with the devil and seriously injured the same family, Yaoshan has strict rules and naturally cannot allow you to stay in Shangqingxu to do evil! What face do you have now to ask me to take back the words? ? Could it be possible for you to keep it and continue to harm other disciples?"

He Qingxie looked at Su Changyi with a smug smile and almost wanted to rush over and tear him up completely. This kind of smile is so annoying, it can even be called disgust.

She began to struggle, wanting this smile to disappear, but the more she struggled, the tighter the lock became, and one of them happened to get stuck in her slender neck. Before she knew it, He Qingxie couldn't breathe angry.

She still gritted her teeth and said coldly: "A disciple can explain all of this!"

"But I gave you a chance, didn't I?"

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