The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

No matter how busy he is, Yue Qinghui can always spare some time to "serve tea", making Xiangong Ling dare not get up a second late, but he is early, and Yue Qinghui will only be earlier, day after day , persevering, as if feeding one more sip of tea would do the trick.

But this time, it was not so easy for him to surrender. If he was in a stalemate, he would be in a stalemate, fearing that he would fail.

On this day, Xiangong Ling planned to fight all night, and managed to hold on until almost midnight, but the man didn't come for a long time, and finally couldn't make it through, and fell asleep at some point.

When he woke up, he saw Yue Qinghui sitting on the side of the bed, looking at him for an unknown amount of time, almost as a conditioned reflex, Xiangong Ling's back was stiff, and he looked at his hand, but there was nothing.

He was a little puzzled, and looked behind him again, and saw the cup of tea placed neatly on the table.

Yue Qinghui never moved his eyes from the beginning to the end, his eyes were somewhat dark, and he didn't know what he was competing for.

After a long while, Yue Qinghui took the first step. In the scorching summer, he flipped his fingers, and there was more moisture in the air, which was much refreshing mixed with the breeze.

"A Ling, sleep more."

The current behavior is correct, no offense.

The doubt in his shallow eyes still persisted.

Yue Qinghui was very aggressive in serving tea, even if Xiangong Ling asked to "put it on the table", she would be blocked back by saying "It's time to pass, and it's lost its charm." Are you afraid that it's time to go?

Yue Qinghui seemed to understand what he was thinking, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Today is herbal tea, master, rest and taste it again, there is no rush."

He actually stood up, walked straight out, and said before leaving: "Master, if you feel bored, you can also walk around in the peak."

Until the door was closed again, Xiangong Ling still couldn't help being amazed.

Today is so easy to pass?

He was told to take a good rest, but after this, he was much more energetic.Xiangong Ling bumped into the teacup on the table, lifted the porcelain lid, and rubbed the cup with his fingers for a while, but he didn't feel any difference. He finished drinking the tea, and then went out again.

The Liuming coffin has been moved from the house since he returned to this body, and Xiangong Ling had to go around half of the courtyard to find it.

If it wasn't for borrowing this coffin to practice, Xiangong Ling wondered if she would never be able to touch this coffin.

With the help of Liuming Coffin, not only can you get twice the result with half the effort, but also use its inner and outer dimensions to simplify the complexity, and the duration of the practice can turn years into months, or even just for a moment. It depends on how effective it can be. The existing seniority of the user is deep.

He had left too much behind and needed this coffin too much, so he made an appointment with Yue Qinghui to borrow this coffin to practice for two hours every day, and he really kept the agreement, no more than two hours, no delay.

When Yue Qinghui gradually calmed down, the natural controls would loosen up a lot, so Xiangong Ling could occasionally practice here for half a day.Half a day, even if it is only a small half day in a day, is extremely beneficial, so naturally strive for it every second.

The accumulation of continuous practice has finally played a role, and he is more and more immersed in the feeling of climbing, which he has not seen for a long time but is no stranger to.

The next day, Xiangong Ling woke up naturally, there was no one else in the room, and there seemed to be a cup of tea on the table, which seemed to pinpoint the time for him to wake up, and there was still a moderate temperature on the outside of the cup.

Nearly half a month passed, Yue Qinghui seemed to have passed the busiest time, and gradually became free.

"Master, where do you want to hang out? How about I accompany you tomorrow."

"Not good." Xiangong Ling raised his sword and walked around him.

Yue Qinghui stood in front of him again, unwilling to let go, "What's wrong?"

Xiangong Ling pushed him away with a side sword, "I want to practice, don't bother me."

Yueqing Hui acted as if she hadn't heard it, and she spoke in a warm voice, but she couldn't resist: "I'll allow you two hours, just not too much."

Xiangong Ling kept away from him in silence, and stopped arguing with him.

It's safe to say that the real accident happened two days later.

The day was beautiful and sunny, and it was no different from usual. After drinking herbal tea, Xiangong Ling left a message to go to Liuming to practice, and told him that this time he would practice for half a day, and then set off.

Immersed in practice, who knows that the fall is a bit deep this time.In his mind, he weighed the time point that was similar to usual, and dragged it until the last second as much as possible, anticipating that the sky outside should be a little later than usual, so he walked out of the void unhurriedly.

But he was a little stunned - the sun was just right outside, and the sky was bright, which was far from what he had imagined.

While looking around, he touched Yiwang Youshen.

Yue Qinghui's expression was still warm and calm, but Xiangong Ling felt some gloom and low pressure through the eyes in this lightness, and when he thought of the bright sun outside, he felt a thump in his heart, and knew that it was an accident. There was a mistake.

……The higher the level of dao, the longer the effect of this coffin, I am afraid that the time limit has been violated unconsciously.

"Master, do you know how long it has been?" He called the master, the words were almost squeezed out between his teeth, and the gloomy meaning was even worse, as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

Looking at his expression, Xiangong Ling was even more confused, and had to answer, so he could only follow his will and ask: "...how long?"

"Three days."

Hearing this, Xiangongling breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was only three days, seeing how low his pressure was, he thought it could be serious.

A heart that hadn't had time to fall was suspended again, because Yue Qinghui went straight forward and clasped his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra rope on the wrist.

Yueqing Hui twisted the soft rope, raised her eyes, with a smile on her lips, frost in her eyes, and said in a warm voice:

"It's only three days, isn't it?"

As if she knew something was wrong, Xiangong Ling turned her eyes away with a little guilt.Yue Qinghui tied the rope around his hands twice, and when the size shrank, he went around the bound hands again, pulled him over, and threw him back into the house with a few dodges, and held him in front of him. There was a restriction in the room, and he didn't do much, and left quickly.

Xian Gongling looked at the soft bondage in his hand and summoned Qing Jue, but he didn't cut it off.Now that his skills are good, it should be easier, but he didn't believe in evil, he even chopped a few times, the hard blade struck the soft rope, but it was bounced away without leaving a trace.

Xiangong Ling was in a state of suffering, but it was true that he was at fault first, and there was no way to refute it.

There was no sign of Yue Qinghui all afternoon, so he simply went to meditate.

Another day later, this time Yue Qinghui didn't even come to serve tea, and the continuous training with the aid of the Liuming Coffin was suddenly interrupted, making people feel quite empty in vain.

Regardless of whether there is a Liuming Coffin or not, he still has to continue to practice, Xian Gongling settled down and ignored other things, closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breath.

The consciousness of a person who is in meditation will fall into a deeper level, and he will be ignorant of the external affairs, so that when he opens his eyes, he just happens to bump into a person who intends to do something wrong.

Xian Gongling lifted her eyes to see the clothes that had been stripped off most of her body, and kicked them over without blinking. Yue Qinghui also quickly dodged sideways, still speaking decisively.

"If you don't defend yourself, you should learn a lesson." He was still willing to speak, and seemed to have calmed down a lot.

Xiangongling lay on the soft pillow, raised her hand, and put the thing on her wrist in front of him, "Untie it."

Yue Qinghui chuckled with unknown meaning, walked around his arm and untied his belt.

The corners of Xiangong Ling's mouth twitched, and he turned his cover back, strangled the soft rope around his neck, and threatened: "Can you solve it?"

Yue Qinghui seemed innocent: "It's solved."

Xiangong Ling unceremoniously wrapped his neck around his neck again.This kid has a really thick skin, but his skin is a bit unbearable, so there are shallow red marks all of a sudden, the contrast with the tenderness around him is too obvious, it seems that he has been abused, and he is not a human being inside and out.

He loosened his strength, moved back a little distance, and was about to turn back and let him go, but Yue Qinghui raised his neck and began to pull back on his own. It was still a slight mark, and now it was about to leave a mark, Xiangong Ling had to take care of him, and reached forward to give a piece of rope, suspecting him of masochism more than once.

With such a hand hand, the body is forced to lean forward, and it is a bit difficult to hold it for a long time, and the shallow eyes look at him coldly, obviously dissatisfied.

Yue Qinghui just wanted to avoid it, this time he lowered his head and wrapped his arms around the waist of the master, and lay down on the pillow with him.

"Sleep, Master." He said, closing his eyes by himself.

The rope was still hanging around the man's neck, Xiangong Ling slammed it backhandedly again, Yue Qing Hui seemed to have long eyes, the timing was perfect, and he hugged him even tighter.

Looking at it from a glance, it seemed that Xiangong Ling wanted to hug him, and he couldn't help teasing: "So Master likes this."

Xiangong Ling endured not to make a fuss on his face, and simply closed her eyes, not seeing her.

Since he doesn't feel uncomfortable being trapped like this, let him be trapped all night.

The rope was tied to his hands for a full week before it was removed, and until he could touch the coffin of the Flowing Nether again, Xiangong Ling still had lingering fears in his heart.After a few days, the delay was far longer than the time he used the coffin, so he didn't dare to procrastinate on the agreed time, for two hours in a row, continue if time is still available, if there are any changes, just adjust gradually.

Shu stayed at Qingzhu Peak for a long time, and he really wanted to take a walk outside. Taking advantage of Yue Qinghui's leaving time, Yu Jian came to the corner of the main peak.

The waiters of Liuyuntang took several batches of silks and satins, several boxes of candles, and several lanterns as requested, and waited until the counter was gradually submerged in red things to savor the taste.

The waiter Yuemo was a middle-aged man with penetrating eyes, and he asked, "Does Xianjun need a good marriage?"

"No need." The man who was as cold as his temperament was less talkative, paused for a while, and said again: "In addition to these things, what else is missing?"

It doesn't match the marriage, it seems that this person has already made up his mind, but he is not proficient in such things, the waiter reacted very quickly, and immediately said: "Not only the betrothal gift, but also the betrothal gift list must be prepared. If Xianjun doesn't understand these procedures, you can move away." Go to the Queqiao Pavilion, where it is more complete, you can choose the auspicious horoscope, you can order the dress, and even the wedding procedure can be handed over to them, there will be no mistakes...Does the immortal know the Luanfeng Hall?"

Xiangong Ling shook his head.

The waiter was not surprised at all. The inner monks in this sect have practiced in seclusion for a long time. For the information about the former Lianxi Pavilion, if Xianjun needs to get his name on the record, he will go there."

He still knows a little about Lianxi Pavilion, which is also a place where immortals and Taoists are recorded.Knowing the general situation, Xiangong Ling waved his sleeves and collected all the things on the stage, leaving the spirit stone and leaving.

The waiter looked at the Lingshi, which was much more expensive than the estimated price, and just wanted to open his mouth to call for a stop, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that something was wrong, so he changed his mouth and said:

"A good fate is long-lasting, and a good couple is born naturally. Fortunately, I have found a lover, and I have a happy knot. This is a blessing to the fairy king."

Xiangong Ling paused, it was the first time she had received such a blessing, and she couldn't help feeling strange.

"Thank you."

The waiter looked at his back and couldn't help admiring: "I don't know who is so lucky..."