Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Before Li Mingjue could faint, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Master groped and grabbed his ankle, and the world spun for a while, and he fell over.

"Master! What are you doing? Master?!"

"Stand on your head."

"What?"

"Stand on your head. You said, stand on your head."

Jiang Xuanling turned his face away rather unnaturally, the more he suppressed himself, the more difficult it was for him to control himself, the less he stopped thinking about "stand on his head", the more he wanted to find out the truth.

The hands and feet began to lose control, and when Li Mingjue realized what happened, Master turned him upside down on the spot.

Not only that, looking up from Li Mingjue's angle, Master's eyes were red, and he twisted his neck, making a crackling sound.

Li Mingjue was so terrified that he began to stammer: "Master... Master, stop, stop, Master! People will die, Master, Master, ah!!!! Help, who will save me?" Ah, help, help! Master, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Jiang Xuanling raised the corners of his lips, and said with a gloomy smile: "What a handstand..."

"Master, don't, don't, master, you can't, you really can't! Master!!! If you have something to say, don't do it, master, master!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by Li Mingjue's heart-piercing screams, he was like a big golden cudgel in Bi Mawen's hands, and his slender waist was pinched by the master with both hands, and he turned 180 degrees so easily. Spin!

That's nothing!His head was pressed against the cold grass, his legs were thrown up to the sky, and the master planted him upside down into the soil like a green onion.

Before Li Mingjue felt dizzy for a while, before Li Mingjue was ready to cry, his robe fell down, covering his face impartially.

That way, he couldn't see anything.The darkness always frightened him, for fear that in a place where he could not see, Master Zhao would toss him to death.

"Master, please don't, Master, I have a headache, it really hurts, Master, this place is so fucking hard!" Li Mingjue cried and begged for mercy while blowing on his robe, "Master, you old man Have pity on this disciple, is this head a wooden fish? The disciple also hurts!"

Jiang Xuanling thought for a moment, then asked him: "Mingjue, where's your hand?"

"Here!" Li Mingjue raised his right hand and waved it in front of Jiang Xuanling's eyes, "If Master wants it, just take it!"

"No need, I don't have a habit of collecting broken limbs, you collect them yourself." Jiang Xuanling said so, and ordered, "Hold it with your hands, and your head won't hurt."

"Don't support it! If you support it, your head won't hurt anymore, and other places will hurt even more!"

"Hold on, whether you can hold on or not, it will hurt tonight."

"No, no, I just won't!"

Li Mingjue reckoned that as soon as he used his hand to support him, maybe the master would immediately withdraw his hand, and then try his best to fuck him up.

If it's any other posture, then forget it, but this kind of embarrassing posture is not only shameful, but also very tiring.

Before, my legs were so weak that I couldn't even kneel, but now it's better, my arms are so sore that I can't hold it.

After being tossed about by Jiang Xuanling, Li Mingjue still managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Previously, the tailbone was numb and crispy, as if it had been chiseled open. It was so painful and refreshing, it was hard to describe it in words—at least Li Mingjue couldn't describe it.

At this moment, without Master's teasing, he suddenly felt empty.

No, it can't be called emptiness, even his kidneys are a little weak now.Although it is said that the physique of a cultivator is different from that of ordinary people, even if the body is broken into powder, as long as there is still a breath, there is bound to be a possibility of coming back again.

But as the saying goes, there are 3000 beauties in the harem, and iron pestles are ground into embroidery needles.

Although Master didn't have three thousand beauties from the harem to bully him day and night, but Li Mingjue's energy was so strong that one person was enough to be worth three thousand beauties.

He wants to see when the master is exhausted, exhausted, human, dead, and the bird is exhausted!

It depends on when the master will be ground into embroidery needles!

But from the current point of view, let alone seven times a night, it is not a problem for Master to do seventy times a night.It doesn't look like an elderly person at all.

What makes Li Mingjue even worse is that in this illusion, there is no distinction between day and night, and it is always gloomy. That is to say, as long as the night never ends, the master can practice double cultivation with him forever.

Feeling the touch of Master's existence in his body, Li Mingjue had no time to continue thinking about how he became the master's furnace.

Soon immersed in a wave of desire, life, desire, and death.He is like a small boat, tossed in the wind and rain in the vast ocean, and the strong wind and bitter rain force him to have nowhere to hide.The boat swayed wildly in the waves, trying to shake off the suffocating touch.

Lying on a piece of muddy seabed, the rustling sound of wind came from his ears. The warm sea breeze blew across his face, landed on his white neck like jade, and finally floated to his chest, spreading all the way down, between his waist and abdomen. Turn around in circles.

Bubbles bubbled up in Li Mingjue's throat, just like a stranded fish, shaking his head and tail vigorously, trying to get back into the sea.But the harpoon on the sea nailed his tail and nailed him to the shore to expose him to the sun.

Due to the lack of water, his lips began to chapped, with a layer of white skin, and his cheeks were as red as a ripe rotten tomato—not only his face, but his body as well.

As if someone touched it casually, poked it, and it immediately looked like a rotten tomato. It was rotten to pieces, and the hands were full of bright red, sweet and greasy. When people sniffed it, they couldn't help but feel fascinated. Upside down fragrant smell.

In this almost plundering double cultivation, Li Mingjue has long been fascinated, and he doesn't know what the world is.

I vaguely felt that I was about to have a baby.

No, it's not about having a baby, it's about a pleasure he can't control.Take Li Mingjue's years of study and the few books he read, which cannot be described in words.

I just feel that he is about to give birth, and it seems that he is about to die.Wandering between life and death, I can't control myself at all.

"Master, disciple... the disciple seems to be dying, woo woo woo woo..."

"It's not about to die, it's about to give birth." Jiang Xuanling raised his hand to hold the little apprentice's face, and whispered in his ear softly, "Mingjue, be obedient, hold it, don't fall out, you If you dare to drop a drop, I will wrap one around you."

Li Mingjue didn't listen, he really didn't understand what "tangle" meant.

But soon, he understood.

Because he struggled to raise his head, he caught a glimpse of the red rope in Master's hand.It's just right, neither thick nor thin, and I don't know where the master found it.

"Master...Master, where are you entangled?" Li Mingjue's mind was in confusion, and he couldn't think independently. In a kneeling posture, Li Mingjue stammered and asked, "Master, where exactly are you entangled?"

"Being husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. I still owe you a huge wedding banquet, and I will definitely make it up to you in the future." Jiang Xuanling smiled, raised his hand to run down the wet long hair on the forehead of the little apprentice, "turned over and became a teacher's wife , Mingjue, are you still happy?"

"Happy, I'm so happy, really, Master, this disciple is very happy... But, Master, where is it wrapped? Is it wrapped around the disciple's wrist or finger?"

Jiang Xuanling shook his head and smiled, "Are you so curious?"

"Curiosity..." In Master's gentle tone that was almost bewitching, Li Ming felt that his soul was about to fly away, and he felt that his body was not as strong as before.

In the past, I wanted to be so tired of my master, and I also thought about going out to buy some small wine and peanuts, so I got myself completely drunk first, as the saying goes, wine is strong and cowardly, and then I went to find my master to have a good time.

Now there is neither wine nor peanuts, but he is still quite drunk and dizzy.

Like soaking in old spirits.

But the master didn't have old spirits for him to drink. What the master had was something he was ashamed to say, and he carried it with him day and night, like crabapple flowers in the world, with a strong fragrance that he couldn't forget.

"If you are curious, otherwise..." Jiang Xuanling leaned close to his ear, and said in an unprecedented hoarse voice: "Master, give Mingjue a try, okay?"

Li Mingjue nodded like a ghost and said: "Okay."

Then he quickly thought of something, and boldly negotiated conditions with the master: "However, the master must give the disciple a nice voice."

"Li Mingjue?"

"You can't even call out your first and last name!"

"Mingjue."

"You can't be the same as others shout!"

In this way, it was a bit embarrassing for Jiang Xuanling, and he couldn't call the young apprentice by his name, and he couldn't call him the same as others.

What are you calling?

Little bastard, little beast, little villain, little bastard?

But obviously, none of this is appropriate.Jiang Xuanling Fulin understood something in his heart.Biting the red earlobe of the little apprentice, he said, "Honey."

"what!"

"Be careful."

"Ah, ah!"

"Master's baby, be careful."

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Every time the master called him, Li Mingjue couldn't help screaming once, his eyes lit up as if he had been reborn.

"Are you happy?"

"Happy, very happy, this is the first time Master called a disciple like that!"

"Can I wrap it around?"

"While! Master, feel free to cling, you can cling wherever you want!"

Li Mingjue didn't know that the danger was coming, and he was still immersed in the gentleness of the master's gentle voice calling him "beautiful little boy", his eyes narrowed into a straight line in satisfaction.

It seems that he has obtained a huge advantage. Fortunately, he does not have a tail, otherwise he may be going to the sky.

Until Shizun loosened the red thread and grabbed him to wrap it up, Li Mingjue's eyes suddenly widened, gasping for air, and said in horror: "Master!"

"It was you who said you could give it a try just now. This seat has never forced you."

Jiang Xuanling's fingers were wrapped around the red thread, his face looked half-lit and half asleep in the night, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a teasing smile: "My dear, is this the kind of feeling you want? I'm waiting for you Are you okay? Are you moved?"

Li Mingjue: "..."

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!Even if you kill him, you won't dare to move around!