"hiss——!"

"so cold——!"

Luo Ming opened his eyes from the darkness, feeling cold all over, and couldn't help but want to curl up.

He found that he was tied to a thick stone pillar, unable to move.

Most importantly, his clothes were gone, and he was only left with a pair of boxer shorts that barely covered his important parts!

"You're awake."

A calm voice sounded.

Luo Ming turned his head and saw Jing Liu, who was blinded by black gauze, with white hair like snow, and was as cold and beautiful as a fairy under the moon. She was sitting at the table, sharpening a butcher knife with a cold glow in her hand.

This scene, with a pot of boiling water, would be a pig-killing scene. With a swirl, a silver-white long sword flew out of the scabbard, making bursts of joy, and shot towards Luo Ming with joy.

"Come back."

Jing Liu's voice was cold.

He stopped the long sword suddenly, and the hilt looked at the bound Luo Ming, looked at Jing Liu with a frosty face, and finally flew back with a sincere heart.

"This cowardly sword."

Luo Ming complained in his heart.

This sword was the one he had before. It originally contained a faint sword spirit, but he didn't pay much attention to it and didn't deliberately nurture it, so for thousands of years, it was always just a prototype.

Now the sword spirit has been formed, and it is quite solid, with strong intelligence. It is obviously the result of Jingliu's energy nurturing over the past few hundred years. She needs this long sword left by Luo Ming to go through the erosion of time with her.

Luo Ming coughed lightly and said carefully:"Jingliu, where is this?" Jingliu stopped sharpening the knife.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:"You don't even remember this place?"

Luo Ming subconsciously looked around.

He recognized that this was the mansion of his"previous life", but the location was relatively remote and he seldom came here, so he didn't remember it for a while.

So, this is the Luofu Fairy Boat.

Jingliu actually took him back to the Luofu Fairy Boat?

Luo Ming didn't know what expression to show for a while.

"You kidnapped me from the space station, but Ji Zi, Walter and the others didn't try to stop you?" He felt a little indignant. He was so good to the train, spending millions of dollars on it, but a group of beautiful disciples came to kill him, and the train didn't even try to stop them?

Jing Liu said in a cold voice:"I said, you took my body, but you don't want to take responsibility."

Luo Ming:"?"

Crack!

The long table was frozen by the ice, and it broke into ice cubes and fell to the ground.

Jing Liu took off his black veil, holding a butcher knife with a cold light, and walked towards Luo Ming step by step. The silver-white long sword, which was peeking out of a section of the sword, was frightened when he saw this scene, and quickly retracted the whole sword into the scabbard.

Gulp~

Luo Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice trembled:"Jing Liu, calm down, you are killing your master!"

Jing Liu had no expression and approached step by step.

Luo Ming panicked.

Because Jing Liu seemed calm on the outside, but the bottom of his eyes suppressed the broken madness.

She would really do it to herself!

Swish!

A cold light flashed.

Luo Ming's scalp numbed, and he immediately burst out his natural power, broke the rope, and rushed to the side at the fastest speed.

Crack!

The butcher knife was deeply embedded in the stone pillar, leaving only the handle exposed.

Without waiting for Luo Ming to get up.

A sharp cold light came from behind.

Luo Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the silver long sword flew into his palm, and then he swung it back without looking back.

This strike seemed to be instinctive.

It just blocked the piercing sword light behind him.

"Traitor, do you want to betray your master?"

Luo Ming suddenly turned around, his face full of anger, and looked at Jing Liu sternly.

Jing Liu's body trembled, and the ice sword he raised was suspended in mid-air.

But he quickly gritted his teeth and fell.

The cold sword light pierced his heart mercilessly.

"I really want to not dodge or avoid, just let her stab me to death with a sword, and then watch her go completely crazy......"Oh, no!"

Luo Ming quickly cut off this terrible thought.

Because it was too fun, he was afraid that the God of Fun could not help but help him.

Bang!

The swords collided and then shook apart.

Luo Ming felt that his hand no longer existed. The biting coldness continued to invade, making his already cool body even worse.

But he was also sure.

Jing Liu was not really going to kill him, but was venting the torment and pain he had endured for hundreds of years.

Swish, swish, swish!

The icy sword light fell like raindrops.

Luo Ming held the silver sword and dodged in a panic. Frost formed on his hair and body, which shattered with his movements, and then condensed and shattered again.

In the process, his swordsmanship seemed to awaken. A faint sword energy lingered on the sword, and as he swung it, it became more condensed and sharper.

If If he continues.

Luo Ming's sword skills will recover at an astonishing speed.

But the problem is that his body can't hold on!

The sword energy mixed with strong chills continued to penetrate through his pores. He felt that his blood was almost frozen, and his joints became sluggish and stiff.

And Jing Liu's sword continued to fall like raindrops, without stopping at all.

It can't go on!

Luo Ming gritted his teeth.

At the moment when Jing Liu dropped the sword, he directly grabbed the piercing ice sword with both hands.

Jing Liu's bloodshot eyes trembled.

Subconsciously, he wanted to retract the sword.

Luo Ming took advantage of the situation and stuck to her, hugged her soft waist, and threw himself directly to the ground.

Plop——!

Jing Liu lay on the ground, her delicate body protruding and attractive, and was suppressed by Luo Ming who was condescending.

Their faces were less than an inch apart, and they could clearly feel each other's heartbeat.

"you......"

Jing Liu looked at Luo Ming who was pressing on her and subconsciously wanted to resist.

Luo Ming did not give her a chance to speak.

He lowered his head and kissed her soft lips directly.

"Well......"

Jing Liu breathed rapidly, and the paranoia and madness in her eyes quickly disappeared.

She reached out and grabbed Luo Ming's shoulders, turned over, pressed Luo Ming under her, looked at the face of the bastard master who made her wait for seven hundred years, and kissed him fiercely as revenge.

"Lip bitten......"

Luo Ming protested with difficulty.

Then he was stunned. This sentence was so familiar.......

���Shut up......"......

Half an hour later,

Jing Liu finally let him go.

He tidied up his messy clothes and his voice seemed to become much gentler:"Master, the food is ready, let's eat first.""

"Good."

Luo Ming heaved a long sigh of relief.

He finally passed this level.

He must practice swordsmanship hard in the future and return to the peak as soon as possible, so that his evil disciple can feel the majesty of his master! He took a few steps.

Luo Ming looked at his cool appearance, coughed lightly and said:"Jingliu, give me back my clothes."

Jingliu turned around and glanced at him indifferently.

Luo Ming smiled awkwardly:"It's okay if you don't wear it......."

It was retribution. How arrogant he was in his last life, how miserable he was in this life.

Whoosh!

The silver sword, holding a set of clothes, stopped in front of Luo Ming as if to ask for credit.

""What a great sword!"

Luo Ming quickly put on his clothes.

As he put on his clothes, he asked,"I don't think I have given this sword a name. How have we called it for hundreds of years?""

"Why should I name your sword?"

That makes sense.......But you don't even want to call me Master anymore......

In his heart, he secretly comforted himself that the weak have no human rights.

Luo Ming thought for a while and said,"Why not call it 'Yuehua'? How about it?"

""Okay."

Jing Liu nodded gently.......

"Master, drink."

At the table, Jing Liu picked up a glass of wine, his fair and crystal-clear cheeks slightly drunk with an attractive blush.

""Okay."

Luo Ming did not doubt him, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Gradually, his head became a little dizzy, and before he knew it, he fell asleep in a daze.

""Master~"

Jing Liu called out softly a few times, but there was no response.

She stared at Luo Ming who was sleeping soundly, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. Her eyes became blurry, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to become more intense.......

The next morning,

Luo Ming opened his eyes with a splitting headache, reached out to remove the black cloth covering his face, and then the sunlight outside the window came into view.

"......Where is this?"

After being confused for a while, Luo Ming finally remembered what happened yesterday.

He was abducted by Jing Liu and taken back to the Luofu Fairy Boat, where he was bullied, kissed for a while, and then had a meal. He didn't remember anything after that.

He rubbed his temples.

Luo Ming lifted the quilt and stood up, and found that the whole room was elegantly decorated, and there seemed to be a faint feminine fragrance in the air.

If I guessed correctly, this was Jing Liu's boudoir.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Jing Liu, who had changed into a dress, walked into the room, frowned on her fair and cold face, and said seriously:"Master, I will be responsible for you."

"???"

Luo Ming suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Then he suddenly remembered something and reached out to find the black cloth he had just thrown away.

This was a pair of tight black boxer pants with exquisite patterns and delicate touch, and blue patterns printed on the front.......

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