Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

In the dimly lit place of Lingqing Hall, a thin and small figure knelt on the ground with his back straight, with a bulging bag beside his legs, and a long sword with a restrained and murderous look pressed on it.

Su Changyi sat on the high platform, looking down with a straight face.

The lights flickered on and off, reflecting half of the small face carved from white jade, while the other half was surrounded by a shadow. The candlelight faded the edges and corners of the body, leaving a soft and lovely figure.

I have to admit that He Qingxie's graceful Pingting, that face alone is hard to find, and Su Changyi couldn't help boasting in his heart that Jun Yao had a good eye.

"Tell me, did you leave Yaoshan voluntarily? Did your teacher force you?"

Su Changyi's tone was soft, and He Qingxie was stunned for a moment, as if he was in the night when Hong Luan was upside down.

Did the teacher force you?

Qingxie, He Qingxie, who is clinging to my arm and can't bear to let go?

Who is crying and begging for mercy?

Who is burning with lust for the sake of seeking?

It's you, Qingxie.

The one who lost everything first was you!He Qingxie, you have lost since we first met, haven't you?As a teacher, can you force you to——

The fingertips pierced the skin, and the bloody smell wet the palm of the hand.

A layer of red gradually appeared under He Qingxie's neck, but in the eyes of everyone, his complexion seemed to have suffered a great humiliation. His eyes ran past several high-ranking immortals, and then fell on several inner disciples around him. It was the face of Shen Rourou who was closest to him. The other party was looking at her with red eyes and full of expectation.

Seeing He Qingxie looking at her, Shen Rourou's eyes, red as rabbit eyes, suddenly glowed.

"Ah Xie, tell me, did you do something wrong? Uncle Jun Yao is such a good person, how could she punish you so easily?"

Qinghe, who was sitting next to Su Changyi, looked at Shen Rourou who was deceived by her appearance, and sighed vaguely.

Bai Lian stroked the thin braids on his chest, hesitated to speak, opened and closed his lips, and finally gave up without saying a word.

"Of course, Xie won't do anything wrong!" Shen Rourou nodded firmly, "So why did you leave, Xie?"

Qing He was in the top position, and said with narrowed eyes: "Nephew, just answer truthfully, don't worry too much, no one can bully you here." After speaking, he gave Su Changyi a sideways glance.

Sensing the line of sight, Su Changyi looked over and smiled back with a spring breeze.

In an instant, as if full of seductiveness, Qing He suddenly became angry, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the audience to add another sentence, "Martial Nephew, just say it, if you have a little grievance, your Uncle Bai Lian and I will make the decision for you. "

Bai Lian saw the two immortals coming and going, although they looked at each other, but Qinghe was obviously very angry, she didn't dare to speak easily at this moment, so she just nodded silently to show her agreement.

In the center of sight, He Qingxie lowered his head slowly.

She wanted to leave, but she was unwilling, really unwilling.

Su Changyi had to pay for what she did, and she had to pay the price!

The hall was silent for a long time.

He Qingxie finally raised his head, bowed to Su Changyi, and said with regret on his face, "It's the disciple's fault!"

The eye waves in those eyes flowed, as if they could cry in the next second.

When Su Changyi saw it, his eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly formed in his heart.

really!

He Qingxie said for a second: "A disciple should not disobey the order of the master. Even if the master punishes the disciple for copying books all night for no reason, and is dissatisfied with the result and imposes an additional punishment, the disciple should not speak out against him and force him to The master became angry and ordered the disciple to go down the mountain. Everything is the fault of the disciple, the disciple is very regretful, the master has a heart like the sea, and I ask the master to forgive me, let the disciple forgive this time!"

Su Changyi: "..."

With a bang, he slammed his head on the hard vermilion floor.

Everyone was shocked, the thud seemed to hit not the floor, but the ceiling of the crowd.

In the majestic hall, there is a sound of needle falling.

Su Changyi was also shocked. She stared at He Qingxie in a daze, her heart was choked up speechlessly, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to break through the limit of human beings.

He Qingxie, oh He Qingxie, you really are really talented!Su Changyi pursed his lips, stared at the kneeling figure, and thought secretly.

For a moment of disgrace, the "brilliant deeds" of Junyao Xianzun in the past are once again "glorious".

"Even the most beloved head apprentice? How cruel is this heart!"

Beside the lotus pond in Sulingyuan, a group of monks gathered in small groups, chatting freely.

"Hiss—contradictory? It's still acceptable, after all, it's He Qingxie! She has a cold personality, and she seems to be frozen three feet within one foot."

"But don't you think it's strange?" someone said, scratching their jaws, "to be kicked out just for copying books? How could that be possible! I think there's something else—"

"Don't you do something outrageous?"

"..."

The autumn wind blew coldly, and everyone looked at Yuebai, and couldn't help trembling all over, breathed into the palms of their hands, rubbed their arms and rushed into the room.

On the east side of the lotus pond, there are some gaps supported by small bamboo windows with poles.

There are two pots of spider plants by the window. It is past autumn, and the tips of the leaves are a little withered and yellow.

He Qingxie stayed in the end, she stood by the window looking at the flowers, Shen Rourou was summoned by Master Junxuan to go to Xuanshan, she was the only one in the room.

She thought to herself that if she put that person together like this, she would definitely be retaliated by the other party, but she didn't expect that the other party couldn't even wait for a moment.

The moon was full and clear, and Su Changyi had a red petal between his brows, wearing a white gauze, stepping on the light, and angrily pushed open the door of the room.

"I thought Master would come to 'visit' here one day."

He Qingxie said lightly.

Having said that, what he was thinking in his heart coincided with what Su Changyi was doing.

"What? Don't disciples welcome me?"

Su Changyi sat down at the table by himself, picked up a cup of tea and drank it for himself, except for the moonlight all over her body, she was like a handful of snow, with a little red hidden in the snow, cold and cold.

He Qingxie sneered, and said with mixed feelings: "The master condescended, and the disciple was overjoyed, how could he not welcome it? The master's heart is better than Haoyue, and he is the guiding light for the disciple. To be able to live to this day, I should thank Master for only humiliating but not killing."

She sat opposite, smiling without blinking.

If it wasn't for the sarcasm in his tone, Su Changyi would have thought that He Qingxie had "reformed" and "returned from the wrong path" just based on that spring-like smile.

However, Su Changyi hated being scrutinized so openly, so he couldn't help frowning, "If you really think so, then I'm very gratified as a teacher." Taking a sip of tea, he rubbed his fingertips against the wall of the cup, "You want to Thank you, then tomorrow I will move to the Lingqing Palace to look after the door."

"How do you say the old saying?" Su Changyi hooked his lips and smiled jokingly. He stretched out his hand to pinch He Qingxie's white childish jaw, and wiped his red lips with clear-textured fingers. , so now, the apprentice is doing his filial piety in order to serve tea and water for the master, is this—isn't it an exaggeration?"

He Qingxie: "..."

Seeing that there was no answer, Su Changyi withdrew his hand, and deliberately pressed the thumb that had brushed against the red lips obliquely between his lips, sticking out his soft tongue, and licked it.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and He Qingxie's Danfeng eyes were imprinted with the unsettled smile on the other's face. The smile was plain and meaningless, but in her opinion, it was extremely humiliating.

Breathing stagnant.

"You," He's voice trembled with water ripples, "You're so mean! Taking advantage of me?!"

Su Changyi smiled slyly, and said, "If wiping your lips is considered an advantage, then does it count as rape if I kiss you?"

"Shameless! You are so perverted!"

"Tsk tsk, my teacher just asked you. If you answered so quickly now, why would my teacher hate me and you?" Su Changyi said helplessly.

At that moment, He Qingxie seemed to hear something that made his eardrums tremble, and suddenly pointed at the door, "Get lost!"

"Tsk tsk," Su Changyi stood up silently, but didn't move, just looked down quietly, "If, if the teacher treats you like other disciples, will you still do this? Will you still fight tit for tat with the teacher? Even if you are a teacher He has repented and rehabilitated."

"Do you think I can make up for the humiliation I suffered?!" He Qingxie's voice was a little hoarse, which completely broke her thoughts, "Master, you are so naive! Also, serving? Filial piety? I am afraid that Master is here Daydreaming, I won't go to the main hall, you go, don't come here again!"

Open the door, the moonlight casts silver light into the ground.

Su Changyi sneered, the red peach petals between his eyebrows were alluring, it seemed that there was no room for negotiation.

When she went out, when He Qingxie closed the door, she turned her face and said: "If that's the case, then you can do it yourself."

At that moment, the moonlight rubbed against her face and fell to the ground. In the end, that handful of snow came and went on the moon, leaving only a faint fragrance from the beginning to the end.

He Qingxie leaned on the door, frowned and looked at the fading back, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, it was a strange feeling that he was used to a certain way, but was suddenly replaced by another way .

But before he had time to think about it, there was a thunderous palm wind from behind, slashing heavily on the neck, his frail body suddenly became unstable, and slipped along the gate and fell to the ground.

While the candlelight was flickering, the domineering and vigorous energy continuously overflowed, slowly invading into the delicate body.

Su Changyi did not go far, but only stepped into the atrium.

Even if she just turned her head, she could find that the door that should have been closed tightly was opened a crack due to the weight.