The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

His words were too sudden, Xiangong Ling didn't expect it, he couldn't help but stiffen suddenly, his jaw line was tense, his shallow eyes stared at him for a moment, and he didn't find out the slightest joke.

His heart was so turbulent, and he still tried his best to maintain the superficial calm.

Physical reactions, however, cannot be fooled.

Yue Qinghui felt the stiffness like cold branches between his fingers, no matter how hard he tried to pretend to be calm, he still couldn't hide the fact that he was at a loss.

——Look, I forgot to take my hand back.

He seems to have inadvertently opened some distance, and loosened some strength between his fingers, and the man quickly withdrew his hand as if awakened, looking left and right but only avoided him.

The eyes reflected in the shallow eyes were thrown aside, and suddenly there was a lot of silence.Xiangong Ling silently stared at the body that seemed to be sleeping for a while. He was shackled in it not long ago. At that time, he was very confused, and he was unfamiliar with this body, so he didn't notice anything wrong. This face is clearly still childish, if he is not reminded, or told to look at it carefully, he still dare not confirm whose it is.

Yue Qinghui also probed into the body, picked up a strand of ink hair and twisted it between her fingers, as if gesturing for length.

"It's time to cut."

Xian Gongling pursed her lips, and finally asked: "How many days have passed, why is this body so young?"

"Fifty and three." He smoothed that lock of hair, I don't know how many times he did it.

"This body can't leave the Liuming Coffin for too long, and it only comes out occasionally to breathe. It was born extremely slowly, and I forcefully poured its spiritual power into it. It's hard to maintain it to such a large size. Do you think it's young?" Look at him as if he's done something ungrateful.

Maybe it was because those pupils were too dazzling, Xiangong Ling lowered his eyes, ignored his teasing, and thought about the time in his mind, never thought that the Liuming coffin of the Yuling clan would be used in such a place...it is really not worth it.

"A Ling, what else do you want to ask? If I can tell you, I will not hide it."

Xiangong Ling was quite uncomfortable, he was still not used to this name in this population.

"...Leave me alone for a while, okay?"

The shallow eyes fell on him neither light nor heavy, Xiangong Ling couldn't help but tighten his heartstrings, thinking that he would be rejected flatly, after all, once the other party refused, he had no other choice.

"how long?"

Hearing this, Xiangong Ling raised his eyes quite unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect him to be so easy to talk.

"Until tomorrow... until tomorrow."

It was rare to see him earnest, Yue Qinghui couldn't help but look him up a few more times, and he did what he said, and immediately turned over and got out of bed, and when he left, he seemed to suddenly think of something and added:

"Oh, by the way, this is my room now, since Ah Ling insists on staying here, I don't mind."

After all, without waiting for the person to react, he slammed the door behind him, and the person disappeared. It was very bad.

Just one sentence, drug addiction generally makes people uncontrollably concerned, Xiangong Lingjing waited for a while, and saw that there was really no movement outside, then paced around the room trying to divert attention.

The layout of the room was not far from what I remembered, a corner of jade was exposed behind the screen, Xiangong Ling explored and walked over, only to find out that it was the coffin of Liuming Immortal.

He remembered that Yue Qinghui once said that that body should not leave this coffin for a long time, but now he is so relieved to leave?

Thinking of his phrase "I can wait until you die", my mind was in a mess, and it became a little heavy again.

He came to the bronze mirror and stared at the person in the mirror. After a long time, he turned the mirror upside down on the table with care.I don't know what he figured out, the blank look subsided, and the eyes became more firm.

He went straight to the side of the coffin, the jade arm and the white body of the coffin complemented each other, and after a while, he saw a drop of red touching the body of the coffin, and suddenly merged with it.

The Liuming coffin was originally a treasure of the Yuling clan, and Xiangong Ling was no stranger to it. The uses of this coffin were far wider than what the world imagined, and now it was only used to preserve one thing, which in his eyes was a waste.

What he wants to attract now is Dinghun.In the past few days, he has been switching between two bodies one after another, his soul is far more shaken than when he first arrived, and it should be easier to display it.

This time, he is the master himself. As for where the soul rests, he has decided and is fully prepared.

In the main hall of Luosheng, many elders gathered together, and the current achievements of the participating disciples were generally spread out in front of them.

Most of the people who came here were to win the Hongmiao with excellent qualifications as their subordinates. Naturally, they paid a lot of attention to those records, and sometimes their eyes inevitably collided with each other, and they all saw in the eyes of the other party that they did not give in.

One person looked around for a week, and suddenly asked, "Where is Qinghui Daoist?"

"Perhaps he is patrolling the trial formation." Pointing to one side, he smiled knowingly. "This guy is nice."

Hearing this, a group of people really attracted attention, some went straight to see who he was talking about, some didn't move, but their eyes couldn't help looking here.

Someone was taken aback: "A kid from the Yuling clan?"

Yin Key glanced at him with a half-smile, as if saying: Don't be just right.

Looking at the qualifications and grades listed on the volume, most of the people's pupils tightened even more, and they exchanged glances with each other, coming and going.

"This person is really good, and his temper is also unruly. The twin elders are so optimistic, but can they bear it?"

Yin Yao gave the visitor a blank look: "If I can't bear it, it has nothing to do with you."

Someone shouted "Senior Brother" in surprise, and it was the disciple who asked her whereabouts before. Her eyes flashed with joy, and she could see her reliance.

Yue Qinghui nodded to her, smiling warmly, but his eyes did not stop. He strode to Yin Key, greeted the other elders, and then looked at the huge file again.

Intentionally speaking bluntly, he immediately said: "This record is indeed numerous, and it is also plain and tight. Little friend Qing Hui has a problem with his eyes, so don't bother with it."

Yue Qinghui shook his head, as if he didn't care about it: "It's a small matter, it's enough to deal with it, Elder Xie Shen is concerned."

There are also two lists under the banner, both of which are ranked according to the rankings, but the first is promotion, and the second is elimination.They not only need to pick out individual favorites for further attention, but also select suitable candidates from the eliminated rankings for further observation.

During the selection process, Yue Qinghui occasionally mentioned some people, talking about what they encountered and how to deal with them during their experience, which was not lacking in fun. The selection was originally a boring thing, but now people are chatting and laughing. It's an interjection, and you argue with each other, but I'm very excited.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, the first rays of the sun appeared, and the smog filled the room with a pool of light.

The mist infects the brightness of the dawn, and he is covered with plain clothes. He sits quietly under the plum tree, the silence is better than the snow, and the wind is blowing. Tea instead of wine, drink alone.

Yueqing Hui Ta Xiwei came back, seeing this scene, he stopped, and just stood outside the door, as if he didn't dare to move.

The scenery in the painting is far away, but it is hard to let go, and it is close, but it is afraid of being easily broken.

The man drank the last glass in one gulp and looked sideways, as if wondering why he didn't come forward.

Meeting his eyes, Yue Qinghui strolled over, came to him, knelt down calmly, and bowed upright.

"Unworthy disciple Yue Qinghui, welcome to Master."

He called the master as always, as if the blank period had never existed.

Xian Gongling lowered her eyes, silently looking at the person who lowered her head.

How can it be the same? Things have changed. People are not things. It is an ancient principle.

He poured another cup of tea and handed it over. Yue Qinghui raised his head, took the cup, and suddenly said, "May I serve you tea every day?"

"No need."

Yue Qinghui watched the swaying leaves in the cup, as if it was something rare, didn't talk much, and didn't get up.

Xiangong Ling couldn't help but think: If that's the case, why ask me?

However, whether to serve tea or not, and the formality of the master-student ceremony, did not have much influence on him. Instead, he wanted to be sympathetic and not let this person take care of the extra time, but he refused? ? ?

Xiangong Ling thought that since this person prefers to make troubles, let him make a lot of troubles, and he might forget about them one day.He easily allowed him.

As a result, the next day, Hui's intestines were all green.

He has been sleepy lately, he is more prone to drowsiness than before, the sun is more intense, the sun has been shining through the window for most of the room, it is rare that he can't struggle, and his consciousness is confused.Just like this, half dreaming and half awake, he only heard the door creak, and after another half day without any movement, he turned over again, thinking that the sound was an illusion.

It was quiet again for a while, only feeling that someone was pushing him.

The eyelashes finally trembled, and before she could open her eyes, she felt wet on her lips. Xiangong Ling was stunned for a moment, and then felt her tongue pressed, the still warm liquid was indisputably drawn into it. Throat, he almost thought he would choke to death.The force in the mouth is entangled, firmly resisting the tongue that is struggling indiscriminately, the shallow lips are reddened from the ravages, the liquid falls from the mouth very smoothly, unhurried and very rhythmic, forcing people to Swallowed it down.

No choking.There is still a light tea wood fragrance between the lips and teeth.

I don't know if it's because he just woke up, or if he just got numb from someone's pressure, but he still feels his body is weak and he can't exert much strength.

He should have reacted very quickly, but his body is already used to being still. Compared with before, there are signs of laziness almost everywhere. But when he met Yue Qinghui, he subconsciously felt used to it.

So much so that Xiangong Ling wanted to attack him, not to mention the huge gap, there were still so many obstacles to overcome, making it even more difficult.

Thinking this way, his hand was raised high, and a cluster of seemingly weak and powerful electric currents sprang out.

As long as he still recognizes him as a master for a day, this villain dares to fight back!

Xiangong Ling waved her palm down, but her hand was empty, and with her compound eyes, she could feel the air flow rolling slightly, the cool wind passing through the window swept the room, but it could not help but linger.

People are gone.

The author has something to say: Complete! (Tomorrow, I hope to have more code QAQ)

The strange thing is that I haven't been exposed to any literature ♂ (cough...) recently. How can the atmosphere of pornography be instigated?oh, baldness...