After Mo Zun was born, every day was an asura field

"Too free?" Bailiyan pressed the tip of his tongue lightly against the back molars, and opened his lips before slowly looking away.

There was no emotion in the tone.

Bian Ze smiled brightly, and said to him, "Not idle."

Baili looked at him, his eyes were unwavering.

Seeing this, Bian Ze raised the broken jade talisman in his hand, put it away, and then walked towards the open space, his steps were a little brisk, and he said in his mouth: "Master, are you angry?"

There is no guilt in the words, very calm.

Bian Ze said, bending his eyes to look at Bailiyan.

As early as when he got the jade talisman, Bian Ze had faintly sensed an extremely powerful energy fluctuation from it, which reminded him of the divine consciousness that the other party left on him and Gu Lianyi in the last time in the Little Nebula Secret Realm .

In this way, Bian Ze had a guess.

And this guess happened to be the reason why he crushed the jade talisman at this moment.

Seeing Bailiyan who really appeared here, Bian Ze walked up to him, staring at him for a moment.

The young man's lips were raised slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised and he looked towards this side. His eyes were full of evil spirits, exuding an unruly taste, and his sharp facial features seemed to be exuding aggression all the time.

Baili Yan squinted at him.

Exactly as described in the plot.

Compared with righteous way, Bian Ze is more suitable for cultivating demons.

"Master gave the jade talisman to the disciple because he was worried that the disciple would be in danger?" Bian Ze continued to ask, but before Bailiyan could speak, he spread his hands and said with some regret: "But the jade talisman is gone."

When he said this, the ridicule hidden in Bian Ze's eyes was vented completely by him.

However, when he was trying to provoke the reaction of the people in front of him, he suddenly felt that the aura seemed to fluctuate, and Bian Ze's expression changed slightly, "Master is leaving?"

Bailiyan finally said the second sentence after seeing Bian Ze, only to hear that he did not answer, but said: "As a teacher, I mentioned it..."

He spoke slowly, and Bian Ze felt a little impatient when he heard the words, so he took another step closer, which was a big step, as if he wanted to stick it on.

Bian Ze listened attentively.

Then I heard Baili Yan said slowly, "Jade talismans can only be used at the critical moment of life and death."

Bian Ze paused, and after meeting Bailiyan's gaze, he nodded.

Suddenly, Bian Ze took two steps back, obviously feeling a dangerous aura, and that danger... was overflowing from the person in front, containing invisible oppression.

Bence paused.

Master was really angry.

Thinking of this, Bian Ze raised his eyebrows, and the line of his lips that had already been depressed once again raised a curve.

Bailiyan raised the corner of his mouth, and after Bian Ze took two steps back, he took the initiative to approach him, his pale crimson lips opened and closed, "Now, is this a matter of life and death?"

In Bian Ze's memory.

The demons are all treacherous, insidious and cunning. Not to mention their weird temperaments, they always hide evil intentions, but they never hide their filth, and vent their dark side indulgently. That is their truest appearance.

However, since he was reborn and joined the Xuanqing Sect, the people around Bian Ze were very different from what he had seen before.

At the same time, what concerned him the most was Bailiyan who took him away in Xiluo Village that day.

Under normal circumstances, all emotions of this person seem to be restrained. Only rarely does Bian Ze see another side of this person, but it is not comprehensive.

This made Bian Ze, who was already extremely sensitive to this, vaguely feel that the other party seemed to have reservations, as if hiding something that should not be seen by others.

The more this is the case, the more Bian Ze cares about it.

This person's ability to easily touch and occupy his mind is enough to make him have a strong interest, and the more he observes, the more intense his interest will be.

until that day.

He saw that the person he cared about was hugged by another person.

The mentality that his own property was touched by others almost shattered Bianze's principle of abiding by his duty, making it difficult for him to continue. He wanted to break the shackles that were forced on him, simply show his cards, and release the ultimate The true self, this kind of thought reached its peak in an instant.

After encountering that scene in the main hall, Bian Ze suppressed the urge to surge in his heart, perhaps it was the first time in his life that he did not follow his heart, but chose to suppress himself.

But now, the second time seems not far away.

Bian Ze stared blankly at Bailiyan, and when he heard his tone of voice mixed with a hint of threat, the desire to explore began to stir again.

"What does Master mean?"

Bian Ze paused after hearing the words, staring straight ahead with deep eyes, and then the two looked at each other.

Baili Yan lowered his eyes slightly and did not give him an answer.

Bian Ze was shocked when he received his gaze, he felt that the gaze seemed to flow from his eyes all the way to his jaw, and continued down to his throat.

For a moment, Bian Ze seemed to be strangled by something, but after a brief suffocation, his body suddenly churned with extreme excitement.

Bian Ze's eyes gradually brightened, he stared at Bailiyan, stared at him with almost sick eyes, and asked excitedly: "Will Master punish me?"

There seemed to be anticipation in his voice, and through his obviously smiling eyes, the anticipation was somewhat obvious.

Baili Yan stared at him intently, inexplicably, Bian Ze's anticipation seemed to pass through the air, making him feel a strange emotion in contrast.

"Punishment." Baili Yan said.

Bian Ze's eyes became brighter.

After a while, Bian Ze asked, "How does Master want to punish?"

Bailiyan raised his hand slightly, the sleeves slid down with his movements, exposing the wrist bones, and...

The forearm is so white that it is dazzling.

Bian Ze was suddenly stabbed by this touch of white.

There was a sense of trembling for no reason.

He looked at the whiteness.

Inexplicably, he remembered the impulse he had when he stared at the dark line between Master's eyebrows that day.

The same thought couldn't stop surging up on the ground.

Bian Ze stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his Adam's apple moved up and down unconsciously, and his gaze was fixed on Baili Yan's suddenly exposed wrist.

Before the other party could speak, he couldn't restrain himself and asked first, "Is Master going to start?"

Start punishing him.

As Bailiyan thought, Bian Ze really expected Bailiyan to punish him.

And after that.

What he has to do is not just the simple act of licking and licking.

Bian Ze didn't mind that he would be more thorough in deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors in the future.

This clean and slender wrist must also be branded with his own brand.

And that slightly protruding wrist bone...

Just as he was thinking, Bian Ze saw a ruler suddenly appearing above the wrist bone and in the palm of Yu Bailiyan. The black-glazed ruler gleamed faintly under the sunlight.

When Bian Ze took a closer look, he could still see complicated dark red lines engraved on the whole body of the ruler. Every red line seemed to contain a restriction, which faintly overflowed.

This is a magic weapon.

Bian Ze looked at it for a long time, then raised his head, "Master is going to use him to punish me?"

As he said that, he chuckled slightly, and looked at Bailiyan with a slight and imperceptible aggression in his eyes, which was very meaningful.

Bailiyan swept him and said lightly, "No."

Bian Ze paused, unexpectedly this was not used to punish him.

Just as he was thinking this way, he listened to Bailiyan's next sentence.

"You do it yourself."

The moment the voice sounded, the ruler was accurately thrown into Bian Ze's arms by Baili Yan, who subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

The moment he grabbed the ruler, Bian Ze heard another sentence: "Twenty rulers."

The ruler that Bailiyan took out was indeed a magic weapon.

Just input spiritual power into it, and the ruler will execute the punishment automatically, just as he said, let Bian Ze do it himself.

After receiving the ruler, Bian Ze looked at the dark ruler in his hand, thinking of the way it was held in those slender white hands just now, the contrast between the two colors... Bian Ze swallowed his saliva, Then he licked his lower lip again.

According to what Bailiyan said, Bian Ze obediently poured some spiritual power into the ruler.

Almost in an instant, the ruler was activated immediately after sensing the spiritual power, and flew out of his hand as if endowed with spiritual intelligence, then spun a few times in the air and locked on to him.

I see.....

Seeing the ruler aimed at himself and hitting him, Bian Ze narrowed his eyes.

The next second, the ruler was slammed down, and the ruler was swayed with fierce spiritual power, as if punishing a naughty student, the ruler fell on Bian Ze.

Even though he had been prepared for a long time, Bian Ze couldn't help snorting.

However, after one stroke, it was followed by a second stroke, a third stroke...a total of twenty strokes.

No matter where, as long as it is within the reach of the ruler, Bian Ze will be hit.

When the ruler fell, there would be burning pain on his body, but what made Bian Ze even more uncomfortable was that the place where it fell was not as he thought, but fell wantonly.

When the ruler touched a certain point, Bian Ze's eyes turned red.

"Master..."

Bian Ze gritted his teeth and called out.

Bailiyan was unmoved, and stood with his hands behind his back not far away, not looking at him.

Even so, even though he is just an incarnation now, with his powerful spiritual sense, no one within a hundred miles can escape his detection.

Therefore, every move of Bian Ze is under the watchful eyes of Baili Yan.

Enduring his shame, Bian Ze was about to speak after being slapped twenty times by the ruler.

But before he could say anything, Bailiyan also raised his hand first to recall the ruler.

Whether it was intentional or not, he actually chose such a punishment method.

When Bian Ze raised his eyes and looked at them with red eyes, Baili Yan said softly: "This is not an example."

Bian Ze almost didn't come up in one breath, enduring the pain left all over his body, he still twitched one corner of his mouth, and replied: "Yes."

Hearing the answer, Bailiyan was finally satisfied.

Bian Ze: "Master isn't angry anymore?"

Bailiyan raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

After a while, Bian Ze said again: "Master is happy."

There was some certainty in the tone.

Realizing that the other party seems to be in a good mood now, Bian Ze's teeth began to itch, but other than that, he didn't feel angry or irritable except for shame.

He even felt that it is okay to let the other party do whatever they want.

Bianze thought about it.

Maybe he was thinking that one day, when the roles of the two were reversed, he would also do this with each other.

One click may not be enough.

He needs spiritual power.

Just do it yourself.

After thinking about it, Bian Ze raised his head, thinking about something in his mind, so he didn't notice the slight change in Bailiyan's expression.

I saw that he started to pretend again, very obediently said: "Can the ruler in the master's hand be given to the disciple? The disciple wants to keep it as a souvenir."

Save it for later use.

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