Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

Yu Lisheng didn't speak, but lowered his head slightly, his disheveled forehead hair covered his cold eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult for people to see what emotion he was in at the moment.

He knew that even if he ruined half of his face, his appearance was still beautiful.

In the past, he used the same method to make Xu Muyan fall into his hands step by step.

Now, Yulisheng is going to repeat the same trick, holding Tan Qinglu's heart tightly in his hands.

Therefore, Yulisheng will not overly reject Tan Qinglu's overtures.

Not only that, but also showing weakness to a certain extent, in order to satisfy the apprentice's pathological desire to conquer.

Yulisheng said in a low voice, "Being a teacher...it hurts."

Sure enough, after Tan Qinglu heard it, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help showing a smile, but soon, he closed his eyes again, pretending to be concerned and said: "Master, don't be afraid, this disciple will go out to boil some hot water Come on, let's wash and clean the master, the master has a lot of wounds on his body, if not treated in time, I'm afraid it will leave scars all over his body."

With that said, Tan Qinglu got up and went out excitedly to boil hot water.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, Yu Lisheng slowly got up, sat cross-legged, and made seals with both hands, trying to use her spiritual power.

But his spiritual bones were gouged out, his golden core was turned into fly ash, and his cultivation was destroyed.

The empty sea of ​​Qi was in a mess, and not even a trace of spiritual power could be circulated.

This made Yu Lisheng's face turn pale, and he pursed the corners of his lips hard.

He was not reconciled to being reduced to a useless person, and his hands quickly changed the seal.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not use his spiritual power, but because of the serious injury, his throat itched, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Yu Lisheng lay down on the bed weakly, covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed violently, every sound seemed to cough up his lungs.

Blood spilled from between the fingers, and dripped onto the bedding, leaving behind a dazzling bright red.

His left leg has been completely misaligned from the position of the kneecap.

After another day and night of kneeling in the heavy snow, the skin and clothes were already glued together, making a bloody mess.

You can still faintly see the white bone stubble.

Yulisheng endured and endured, finally stopped coughing.

He tried, wanting to connect the broken bone for himself first, but because of the seriousness of the injury, if he moved a little, blood would spread from the broken bone.

After a while, Yu Lisheng's head was covered with cold sweat, and his face was even paler without a trace of blood.

He comforted himself secretly in his heart, but in fact it didn't matter, he was used to being hurt, and these were just flesh wounds.

Nothing.

But in order to endure the pain of broken bones, Yulisheng still silently said Xu Muyan's name over and over again in her heart.

It seems that this is the only way to alleviate the pain a bit.

Tan Qinglu came in with a bucket of hot water and poured it into the wooden bucket.

Putting the stove next to the barrel again, he smiled and said: "Master, let the disciples serve Master to take a bath and change clothes."

He respectfully called his master, but in fact, without waiting for Yulisheng's consent, he walked up directly, raised his hand and touched Yulisheng's belt.

Tan Qinglu looked a little anxious, and said in a low voice: "If the master is more obedient, he can suffer less."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yulisheng's hand was lightly pressed on the back of Tan Qinglu's hand.

Tan Qinglu sneered with displeasure: "Why, Master doesn't want it? It's so precious that you can't even touch it? It's not like it hasn't been touched by others, Master still cares about this?"

Yu Lisheng said: "Blood soaked the clothes, and they all stuck together, tearing them apart forcibly...it hurts."

As he spoke, he pressed Tan Qinglu's pale jade fingers and curled up tremblingly.

It seemed that she was really afraid of pain, and her pretty brows were furrowed, making her look more and more sickly and tender.

"So that's the case, that's the disciple's abruptness." Tan Qinglu liked Yulisheng's tricks very much, and couldn't help but look at Yulisheng's neck, seeing that jade neck was white and clean, and his throat tightened a little. "Then...disciple find scissors to help Master cut clothes?"

"Not good..." Yulisheng shook his head, the cold sweat on his face became even more, and he leaned weakly on Tan Qinglu's arm, and said slowly, "Put me directly in the wooden barrel, wait for the hot water Just soak your clothes."

Tan Qinglu thought for a while, and thought, anyway, now that the person is already in his hands, why rush for a while?

Besides, the master is so sick and weak now, how can he bear the disciple's contradictory?

"Okay, according to the master's wishes, the disciple hugs the master."

Tan Qinglu took advantage of the situation and hugged him horizontally, then strode to the side of the barrel, and carefully put Yulisheng into the barrel.

"Master, it's good to wash and clean. After washing, the disciple will bandage the master with medicine. As long as the master is obedient, how can the disciple be willing to hurt the master?" Cold sweat dripped down his face, his face was pale, obviously he had fallen to this point, but he was full of indescribable amorous feelings.

The more abused, the more beautiful and moving, the more abused to the extreme, the more charming and pitiful.

Couldn't help stretching out his hand, stroking the scars on Yulisheng's face, Tan Qinglu gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! Someone dares to destroy the face of the master! If I meet them, I will definitely peel their skins and smoke them. Their tendons! To relieve the anger in the heart!"

Yulisheng remained silent.

Those monks who ruined his appearance were all killed by his sword cutting their throats.

In this world, he was only allowed to disappoint others, Yulisheng, and was not allowed to disappoint him in the slightest.

"Master, does the master want to take off this clothes by himself, or let the disciple do it for him?" Tan Qinglu laughed in a low voice, "As long as the master speaks, the disciple is duty-bound!"

After Yulisheng listened, her long black eyelashes trembled slightly.It's not that he doesn't understand Tan Qinglu's thoughts on him, but because he understands too much, he feels more disgusted and disgusted.

Actually, even the disciples under his seat missed his own body.

One is like this, and two are still like this.

All the men in the world are cold, and when they see one, they love the other, but what they like is only his skin.

Yulisheng thought that there was nothing special about this skin, and she never felt that her face was so beautiful that it was so beautiful.

But there are so many people coveting his beauty.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this kind of thing has been happening since Yulisheng was young.

It's not just his skin that is good-looking, the beauty of his bones is even more difficult to find in the world, let alone his excellent figure.

It is his luck that God gave him this appearance, and it is also the greatest misfortune in his life.

It is a sin to have beauty but not the ability to protect oneself.

Yulisheng clenched her fists secretly, absolutely not allowing herself to be touched by anyone except Xu Muyan.

He will never be reduced to someone else's furnace again, and he will never suffer that kind of humiliation again.

I would rather die than accept it.

Yu Lisheng did not resist violently. The blood and tears shed in the past taught him how to protect himself to the greatest extent.

Therefore, before recovering his spiritual power, he could only show weakness temporarily.

Yu Lisheng said softly, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay, this disciple has heavy hands, and I'm afraid I'll accidentally hurt the master." Tan Qinglu looked easy to speak, staring at Yulisheng with a burning gaze, and said with a smile, "However, master, you have to hurry up, otherwise the water will be cold." Already... If the disciple finds out that the master is deliberately delaying time, then the disciple doesn't mind and drags the master into the snow to take a bath... I think it must be very interesting, right?"

When Yu Lisheng heard these words, his already pale face turned a little paler. He had no doubts about the authenticity of these words.

He clearly understood that Tan Qinglu was just trying to play tricks on him.

"Master, let's do this, the disciples will count by dozens, and the master will take off all the clothes, including obscene pants..." Tan Qinglu pressed against Yulisheng's ear and whispered, "Clothes If it is dirty, the disciples will clean it up for Master."

Yu Lisheng gritted her teeth hard, and closed her lips tightly without saying a word.

If one day he recovers his spiritual power, he will definitely cut this scoundrel into pieces, and turn his bones into ashes!

But right now, Tan Qinglu has slowly started counting: "One, two, three... seven..."

Yulisheng endured it, slowly loosened the belt with trembling fingers, and Tan Qinglu's fiery gaze was on top of her head.

But just as Yu Lisheng took off his clothes, there was a sudden bang from outside.

Yaoyao kicked the door open, and the wind and snow blew in, Yu Lisheng couldn't help shivering slightly.

Seeing Yaoyao's face covered in tears, he pulled out the blade of his sword and stuck it on his own neck, angrily said: "Brother! If there is me without him, if there is him without me! If brother insists on being with Yulisheng, then I will I will die for you today!"

"Yaoyao!" Tan Qinglu raised his head, rushed forward to stop him nervously, and coaxed, "Why are you doing this? Didn't I say that I have no interest in this old man at all, he is old and ugly, with a bad temper It's worse, he's still our enemy, how can I have any intentions for him? Put down the blade quickly, and be careful not to hurt yourself!"

Yu Lisheng, who is old, ugly, and has a bad temper: "..."

"Bah! I don't believe it! My brother is clearly fascinated by Yulisheng's beauty!" Yaoyao was full of anger, stomped his feet and cursed loudly, "After I kill him, go back to the Demon Realm with my brother!"

Yu Lisheng remained expressionless the whole time, watching the siblings snatch a long sword in front of them.

The younger sister cried so hard that she hanged herself after crying.The elder brother is both soft and hard, half coaxing and half persuading.

In the end, Yaoyao got the blade of his sword, turned around and rushed out the door, saying that she was going to jump off the cliff.

After Tan Qinglu heard it, he was anxious and angry immediately. After taking a look at Yulisheng, he cast a spell to set up a barrier.

Hastily chased out.

After the two left, Yulisheng was slightly relieved.

He had been tortured for several days, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, and the white robe on his body was already stained with blood.

Yu Lisheng unbuttoned his clothes and carefully cleaned the blood on his body.

After that, it came out of the barrel with difficulty.

But the frozen legs didn't listen at all, and they fell to the ground.

The barrel was overturned, and the ground was a mess.

Yulisheng lay on the ground for a long time before struggling to climb onto the couch.

With the remaining strength, he reattached the leg bones, and tore off the cloth strips to bind them well.

After all this was done, he had no strength left.

Pain and fatigue quickly enveloped the whole body, and Yulisheng curled up into a small ball in the darkness, slowly closing her eyes.

And in his dream, he returned to Kunlun again.

Back to the days when I was alone with Xu Muyan.

In his dream, he hugged Xu Muyan tightly and begged Xu Muyan not to abandon him.