Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"Master...Master, this disciple really...really can't do it, please Master...wake up quickly!"

Woohoo, he really can't do it!

Not to mention that he is a good boy with upright roots and upright manners, and he has never had a date before his death, and he has never touched a man or a woman.

But he is not an idiot. It has been said in books and on TV that it is very painful to do that.

Even if Jiang Xuanling hadn't done anything to him now, Li Mingjue felt the pain as hell.

I just want to be simple, to live peacefully until the nine hundred and ninety-six chapters, why is it so difficult?

God damn "Teacher as a Furnace"!

The original book misunderstood me, the original book misunderstood me!

Li Mingjue didn't hear anything for a long time, and struggled to raise his eyes to see that the legendary cold beauty Shizun, his eyes were like blood, his face was flushed, and sweat rolled down his temples and into his neck.

The snow-colored clothes were wet with sweat, and they were tightly attached to the flesh. Looking down, there seemed to be two touches of bright red, as charming as a begonia...

Stop it, stop it!

Li Mingjue shook his head quickly, and threw out the mess inside, all the thoughts that should have and shouldn't have, like taking out the trash.

Now he has only one thought, either live or die!

Since Jiang Xuanling was delirious, he had to disregard the friendship between master and student and be indescribable with him.

In order to prevent being hacked into pieces by Jiang Xuanling's three lunatic apprentices...

Li Mingjue thought with difficulty.

Otherwise...or die and pull down?

Fame is the most important thing!

So, he became ruthless, raised his red eyes that were forced to cry, and took a last look at this not-so-beautiful cultivation world.

The shell-like teeth have slowly bit their tongue.

Then...he burst into tears.

I thought, oh, it hurts so much.

He thought again, in fact, the name festival is something that you don't bring with you when you die.

People who have died once, can they still be afraid of this?

Even if something happened between him and Jiang Xuanling tonight, maybe... maybe who will suffer!

Then the next moment, the jaw hurt even more, Jiang Xuanling clamped his jaw with one hand, and lifted it up, Li Mingjue was forced to open his mouth, and a finger was forced in.

"The Cangxu sect's school rules, if the disciples of the school are not allowed by the teacher, they are not allowed to kill themselves."

Li Mingjue: "..."

Damn it, is it written in the Cangxu Sect's school rules that the master is not allowed to tamper with the disciples?

"Hmm, blah blah..."

Cold sweat dripped down Jiang Xuanling's forehead, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "Speak humanly."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Jiang Xuanling repeated impatiently: "Speak human words!"

Li Mingjue felt wronged to death.

Let him talk all the time, let him talk, but take out your fingers!

His tongue is stuck, how to say, how to say?Tell him about it!

Ever since, Li Mingjue's eyes became quite sad.

His appearance is definitely not ugly--the stunning beauty in "The Master is the Furnace", except for the cold and cold master Jiang Xuanling, the four disciples under him each have their own merits.

As soon as he entered the book, Li Mingjue confirmed it with the bronze mirror.

Let's just put it this way, with his face, now go to the sea to hang a card, at least 20 taels of real money overnight.

Under the torment of Jiang Xuanling's sympathetic anger, his handsome and delicate face had already turned red.

A pair of obsidian-like clean and clear eyes, at this moment, were covered with a layer of water mist because of the pain from eating.

As if in mid-spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the Qingshi trail in the ancient town was shrouded in misty rain.