Puzzled

Wen Nanhui didn't notice anything unusual, and happily went to fetch boiling water, but was entangled by a few new disciples while walking on the road.

"Second Sect Leader, the Sect Leader said that our martial arts are too poor... I need to find the Second Sect Leader to give me some pointers, please give me some advice!" One of the disciples scratched his head, looked like a novice, and smiled embarrassedly at Wen Nanhui laugh.

Wen Nanhui smiled: "Why do you come to me at this time? Wait a minute, I have something else to do. When I have time, I will teach you martial arts."

Who knew that group of disciples would keep pestering him: "The second sect master said that an inch of time is worth an inch of gold. If our Xianlai sect wants to resist the attack of the cult, the whole sect must work together. The second sect master refuses to teach martial arts to disciples today. , the disciple will not leave, wherever the Second Master goes, the disciple will follow!"

Wen Nanhui was in a good mood, thinking that Su Yanhui had changed his mind, he didn't think too much, he couldn't hold back those juniors, so he could only draw out his saber, and said to those disciples: "I'm willing to bow down, but I can't beat you, come on, watch!"

As soon as the disciples saw him standing still majestically, they also drew their swords and stood in line.

Wen Nanhui used the "Bi Luo Fragrant Sword" and said while dancing gorgeously: "This sword technique is called 'Bi Luo Fragrant Sword'. It uses internal force as the main source of skillful moves, and can attack multiple enemies at the same time. It is gorgeous but beautiful. Don't pretend to be ostentatious, respond to the enemy calmly, and chase the enemy like riding the wind."

The disciples were stunned, what a refreshing thing it is for a beautiful man dancing with a sword.

Wen Nanhui's white clothes are flowing, his black hair is like a waterfall, his body is like a frightened bird, and his body is like a swimming dragon.The clear sky is like washing, and the flowing clouds are like cotton.The sword shadow is magnificent in the air, as powerful as a blade, breaking stones and dividing gold, as fast as lightning.A sword is like pointing directly at Biluo, and a sword is like going straight down to Huangquan.The front sword probes, the back sword presses, and back and forth, there is no respite, no room for room, the body dances wildly, breaks through layers of tornadoes, and reaches the sky.

After the dance, all the disciples behind Wen Nan turned around were stunned.

"The second master is really... so beautiful." One of the female disciples was about to slobber to the ground, and Wen Nanhui smiled wryly. I really don't know if she came to practice swords or to see her appearance.

"Okay, have you seen it all? Although the Biluoxiang Sword is very gorgeous, it is not difficult to learn. This move is a sword technique I created myself. Today, I am happy to make an exception and teach you."

All the disciples were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear, they almost clapped their hands and applauded, and they all clasped their fists and bowed: "Thank you, Sect Master, for your guidance!"

Wen Nan replied: "Practice this sword technique well, it will be of great use if you practice it well, let me see how much you have learned? Let's start."

He pointed at the female disciple just now and smiled, the female disciple almost fainted, suppressed her love blossoming heart and began to imitate Wen Nanhui's moves just now and dance the sword.

At the same time, Wen Nan returned to the room.

"Ah..." Su Yanhui spat out a mouthful of blood, He Yi threw his whole body against the wall, and he stopped when his back hit the wall hard.

It turned out that when Wen Nanhui and Su Yanhui met Jiang Daiqing before, Jiang Daiqing was about to go to the head to sue - Wen Nanhui found Su Yanhui, and the old relationship was rekindled.

Wei Qiao watched from the side, although he felt a little sympathetic, but he couldn't easily contradict him in front of the head of the sect.When he saw He Yi approaching Su Yanhui, punching and kicking him, he couldn't even believe that this person was his master. In this situation, the master was clearly a street-swearing shrew.

Su Yanhui didn't dodge, he let He Yi bully him, he used his arm to block the blows, shrinking into a humpbacked lobster, every time he was hit, there was more blood in his mouth.

"Su Yanhui, you are just a child molester!"

"The dog next to Pei Yimo, when you get here, it's a lost dog!"

"You lowly pet, you're just a lowly pet, you're really embarrassing to your Su family..."

"You tell me, how do you do that kind of thing between men? Huh?"

After He Yi heard what Jiang Daiqing said, his face turned purple with anger, and he called some young disciples who had just joined the Xianlai Sect to pester Wen Nanhui, while he and Wei Qiao came to Wen Nanhui's room to fight hard Repair Su Yanhui.

Wei Qiao is also a calm person, but when he saw Su Yanhui being treated like this by his master, he always felt that his conscience couldn't justify it. Even if it was a huge bad thing, it was all done by Pei Yimo. Logically speaking, Su Yanhui shouldn't be treated like this, and he still Son of the prince, this is probably too inappropriate.Also, if Wen Nanhui came back at this time, how would he react when he saw this scene?

"Obviously from a noble family, how did you get reduced to being the favorite of a man who is notorious all over the world? Aren't you a bitch?"

As he spoke, he kicked He Yi Su Yanhui hard in the chest.

"Pfft..." Su Yanhui didn't care about the blood staining his clothes, he still huddled into a ball.

All he was thinking about was, Mo'er, how are you doing now? Is your cultivation going well? Do you miss me too?Mo'er, after you leave the customs, we will wander around the world, living a chic life...

He Yi seemed to be tired from beating, stopped and said to Wei Qiao, "You fucked him."

Wei Qiao and Su Yanhui were shocked at the same time.

"Master? You let me?" Wei Qiao couldn't believe his ears. Master actually told him to fuck Su Yanhui?

"Old bastard...you..." Su Yanhui finally spoke, but a mouthful of blood that he didn't want to spit out in front of them before also flowed out.

He Yi smiled sinisterly: "It's useless for you to scold me. Since you like being a male favorite and being raped by others so much, then I will help you."

Wei Qiao was still standing there in a daze. It is certain that the teacher's order is hard to break, and he will be a teacher for one day and be a father for the rest of his life. But isn't this kind of request a bit too much?

"What are you still doing in a daze? Wei Qiao, fuck him quickly!"

Wei Qiao frowned and said, "Yes, Master."

He took off the saber around his waist, untied his belt, and took off his jacket, leaving only his underwear, and walked in front of Su Yanhui.

A tall black shadow stood in front of Su Yanhui, he slightly covered his stomach and looked up, biting his lower lip fiercely to prevent himself from screaming.He was trembling all over, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

"Wei Qiao... don't..." Su Yanhui watched Wei Qiao squat down, and gripped his arms even tighter.

Wei Qiao didn't speak, and hugged Su Yanhui under He Yi's gaze, his movements were very light.

He Yi glanced at him: "Why, you still feel distressed, Wei Qiao?"

Su Yanhui was powerless to fight back, trembling in Wei Qiao's arms, Wei Qiao also felt the fear and helplessness from the beauty in his arms, and even began to hope that Pei Yimo could come to rescue him at this time.

"Master, I feel that our Xianlai sect treats a... hostage like this. If word spreads, won't it be too damaging to the reputation?"

"As long as you don't say it, I don't say it, and he can't say it, who else will know? Come on, don't be silly!"

Wei Qiao put Su Yanhui on the bed with a solemn expression, but he heard what he meant: "Still on the bed?"

Su Yanhui said intermittently: "You old bastard, you..." At first, he was full of swear words, but it sounded weak. Su Yanhui coughed twice, and he didn't have the strength to continue talking, so he could only let Wei Qiao talk to him again. Hug to the ground.

"Wei Qiao, what do you have to do? Do you need to show mercy when dealing with a dog?"

After hearing this, Wei Qiao let out a long breath, leaned on Su Yanhui, lowered his head, and whispered softly in Su Yanhui's ear, "I'm sorry."

The corners of Su Yanhui's mouth turned up slightly, it's okay, just fuck if you want, I'm not a woman, and I won't get pregnant the last time I was caught, as long as it's not with Pei Yimo, it's masturbation with anyone else.

Wei Qiao unbuttoned Su Yanhui's belt, and the clothes around his waist suddenly became loose. His fingers slowly peeled off his collar, revealing his white skin like creamy fat, and the two pink bumps on his chest—really pink His waist is very thin, but he has six-pack abs. After slowly taking off his bottoms, his alluring body is completely exposed to the air.

Su Yanhui's eyes were fixed on the ceiling, his eyes were misty and uncertain, always vain and uninhibited.

Wei Qiao didn't dare to look at Su Yanhui's face, but just stared at his hand on the ground, which didn't even move.

Slowly lifting Su Yanhui's waist, Wei Qiao was about to enter slowly, He Yi mocked: "You really know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

Wei Qiao frowned, and made up his mind to enter Su Yanhui's vagina like a maglev train rushing into a tunnel.Su Yanhui grinned his teeth in pain, almost shouted out, let out a painful muffled grunt, and squeezed his lips tightly to swallow all the pain.

He Yi smiled and said, "Why didn't you shout? Did Wei Qiao make you comfortable without Pei Yimo?"

Hearing this, Wei Qiao felt that his self-esteem was greatly frustrated. He glanced secretly at He Yi, and stepped up his efforts to sprint crazily inside the body of the person below him——Su Yanhui's tears almost fell, and he closed his eyes in time to stop it, but the pain in his lower body He rushed forward without a gap, and it was with all his strength that he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Cold sweat fell from Su Yanhui's forehead, and after a while, his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

There was only pain, so painful that I was about to pass out.

The nails dig deep into the palms, leaving ten depressions.

Several streaks of blood flowed down the inner side of Su Yanhui's thigh, forming a small stream and staining the ground red.The blood flowed out from Su Yanhui's body, it was shocking to see, such a cruel punishment was clearly intended to torture him to death!