Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Feng Qingxiu kissed softly, and touched the delicate collarbone under her with thinly callused fingers, as if with a clever switch to easily wipe off the placket. He even thanked Senior Brother Yang for his teaching and the book he sent. There are many robes solutions above, and he remembers them so clearly.

In my heart, two villains fought abruptly, one clamored to get on quickly, and the time should not be missed, and the other yelled whether it is okay or not, you are in a hurry to stop now.

The large areas of skin exposed under her body were white and flexible, which made Feng Qingxiu look a little dazzling. He licked and touched the same, and the two messy bodies were twisting on the solemn Yin and Yang fish, making the tip of his nose hot. , I shed a nosebleed.

Why do you have nosebleeds in your dreams!

Feng Qingxiu felt wronged, but the master on her body finally couldn't help but chuckled.

"Xiaoqing, you made me itchy~" the master said softly, his clothes fell to his hips, his chest was slightly up and down with the sound, the voice was slightly beating, and the tone was so slightly rising, and he could hear it. Feng Qingxiu's ear tips were itchy and nosebleeds came out again.

A drop of blood slid down before he covered it embarrassingly, and fell on the only two red spots on the skin under him.

"Master..." He only felt his heart beating like a drum, raising his hand to stop his blood, and the two villains in his heart suddenly strangled the latter, the last trace of fear in his expression disappeared, showing a slight smile, and kneeling gently on the teacher. Zun's chest, "I'll wipe it off for you."

Before Ji Yunlai nodded his head, he bent his head and bit on the bulge lightly, and his snow-white teeth were slightly sharpened.

"Ah!" He whispered, his old face was red to the tip of his ears in an instant, "You, don't bite..."

His apprentice bit a bit hard, and said vaguely: "Yes." Then he cleverly licked the red beans round and round.

The strange sensation went down the tail vertebra, and the numbing current immediately struck him out of the army: "No, don't lick~"

"Master is really hard to take care of~" Feng Qingxiu complained with satisfaction. She stroked the red beans on the other side with one hand, kneaded it, and sucked away the last trace of blood, even her knees rubbed her legs. In the meantime, he asked after trying his best to tease, "This way, is it always okay?"

Where Ji Yun could tell him, he could only blush and turn his head.

The people on him didn’t want him to be so passive. He didn’t know how heavy his hands were, and he didn’t know where he learned this jerky technique. Ji Yunlai thought about it, but he didn’t expect that his body seemed to have a memory that would automatically cater to him. Go up, this is the so-called "no", but the body is very honest...

But the apprentice, if you touch it like this, it's really hands-on.

"Master, you are hard!" Xiaoqing whispered in his ear, as if he had discovered some big secret.

Ji Yunlai couldn't bear it, and bit his ear: "Little bad guy, you didn't do it!"

"So I will serve you." He stretched out his hand and touched it, took away his belt to cover his knees, bowed his head with an expression of worship-like reverence, retreated, held back, and swallowed down repeatedly. The pleasure was too great, he even It only lasted for a while, and it was a complete failure.

Don’t blame him, even if not counting the time of this thousand years of amnesia, he is also an old bacon of the Great Sorcerer rank. If not for amnesia, this is really his first time...

Feng Qingxiu swallowed everything in her mouth with satisfaction. The slender and tall body was covered in the next moment, and he said to him in his ear: "Master, open your legs."

Ji Yunlai is a little bit shy, and his apprentice is too much, how can you say this directly...

In the next second, a slender finger leaned behind him, and the fingertips even surrounded the water waves, slowly infiltrating in.

Ji Yunlai reluctantly pushed him, and whispered: "Xiao Qing, water control is not used here."

"Does the master like ivy more?" Feng Qingxiu smiled, and thin vines stretched out from between his hands, leaning into the secret place, causing soreness and pain.

"No, still use water." Ji Yunlai tried to back away, letting the tiny vines withdraw from his body.

In the next second, a strange and gentle stream of water opened his body, swelled and dispersed, moved forward and back, all the way in...

With both hands suddenly clasped his shoulders, the master under him was like a fish out of the water, trembled and said, "Xiao Qing, it's too deep..."

The reason that barely supported was finally overthrown, he kissed Master's soft lips forcefully, and stepped forward.

So tight and so soft, layer upon layer, from the heart to the body, like layers of cocoons, completely enveloping him, the soul is rushed upwards and upwards, and you can see the blank clouds around him.

"Cloud." He said softly.

The people under him suddenly clamped him with force, stimulating him to push it hard, and it seemed to push him against a somewhat different soft wall.

"Ah!" The master under him whispered, "Don't, don't touch it."

"You invited me." Xiaoqing licked the base of his ears, broke his legs wider, and slammed them hard. His frequency was not high, but every time he was hit with extreme force, his thoughts were confused. The calm desire began to stand again, "Look, you obviously like it."

Ji Yun was speechless, just hugged him tightly and grabbed hard behind his back.

…

One day later, neither of the two owners who chased Yunfeng showed up.

"Brother?" Bai Shuixian and Yan Zhao thought that they hadn't recounted the old with the senior for a long time, and went up to some miscellaneous things that are not related to seeing and not seeing, and in the name of reporting, they went to Chase Yunfeng—there is no Kun-Lai residence in charge here. No one can stop them from the terrifying circle on Zhaoyue Peak.

However, after seeing the senior taking a nap by the stone table under the tree from a distance, the two looked at each other and both saw their doubts in it.

Not to mention the immortal, even if it is in harmony, they rarely fall asleep.

If you really want to rest, you will definitely find a safe place, at least there will be hints around the formation.

But there is nothing around here.

"Is this brother didn't want us to disturb?" Bai Shuixian asked the second brother quietly.

Yan Zhao felt that it was very possible, and then rolled his eyes and felt that he could do something else, so he whispered to the junior sister, "I heard that An Xian has nothing to do recently, and is forcing others to make appointments everywhere?"

"Yeah, poor Qiao Qiao is An Xian's apprentice. I can't hide from so many debts. I am chased miserably every day." Bai Shuixian understood and sighed sincerely, "Qiao Qiao didn't play the disc. Go back and let him go down the door for a while, let him enter the peak earlier."

"But her instinct is very accurate." Yan Zhao sighed and sighed, "If she continues like this, she has to break a flying peak."

"Do you think it's possible for the master to comprehend new sword skills over the years?" Bai Narcissus asked in a low voice.

"Definitely." Yan Zhao nodded, so his mind swept away, and when he found An Xian's location, a magic talisman came out to her: "Axian, the head seems to be teaching his apprentice new sword skills."

After sending it out, he nodded to the junior sister, and then avoided far away.

Sure enough, without a breath, An Xian came through the sun like a white rainbow, and plunged into the courtyard of the head.

How keen the spirit of the immortal was, he awakened the Lord of Kun-Lai almost instantly.

He did not change his movements, still supporting with his right hand, only slightly opened his eyes and looked at her lightly.

An Xian exclaimed, before telling him that he was framed, she had already seen the new sword style of the head as she wished.

It took a lot of time for the young girl to liberate the master An Feng who was screaming in the stone, and she got the excitement of a wounded fellow who asked her to walk a few times, and Yan Zhao who escaped the catastrophe. And Bai Narcissus quietly went to Qingnv to pay the brave Master An's medical expenses first.

"Brother seems to be very unhappy." Bai Narcissus said quietly to Yan Zhao.

"Yes, but it was fine before," Yan Zhao frowned slightly, "Did we bother him with any dreams?"

"Does he have dreams?" Bai Narcissus didn't think that the human immortal had very strong control power, and there would be no dreams at all.

"Anyway, we've been a little farther away recently." Yan Zhao turned around and left with those things that are irrelevant to seeing or not, and Bai Narcissus immediately followed.

——

After waking up, Ji Yun came to find that Xiaoqing in the room was also awake.

Xiaoqing first looked left and right, then used a technique to destroy his own corpse, then returned to the quilt, as if trying to return to his dream.

After staying in the quilt for a while, it seemed that the dream failed, and then he sorted and washed with disappointment.

It's a pity that his shadow seems to be back to normal, and I can't see whether it ripples or not.

In this regard, Ji Yunlai was also very disappointed.

However, he still found some clues, such as Xiaoqing trying to touch something without moving his fingers, such as standing there silently in a daze after washing, blushing from time to time, and then chanting to calm down the standing brother.

For another example, I was going to open the door several times, but all came back, as if I was a scourge outside the door.

Hey, he quietly entered the purple mansion of his spiritual platform and was so relaxed when he had a spiritual relationship with him, all kinds of faces were bold and big, and now he pretended to be so obedient.

Ji Yunlai felt even more disappointed.

However, Feng Qingxiu didn't have a long aftertaste, but after a while, she walked out the door neatly and seriously, politely and intimately greeting him.

Ji Yunlai looked at him calmly.

The opposite Xiaoqing showed an innocent face, as if nothing had happened.

Pretend to be the same! Ji Yunlai snorted coldly in his heart: "How is your schoolwork recently?"

Feng Qingxiu immediately stepped forward and showed her recent schoolwork next to him for Master to examine.

Of course there is no problem. He learns these symbolic arrays like a review, if he learns it well, he won't learn it.

After checking the last map, Ji Yun came to ask him if there were any problems in his schoolwork.

Feng Qingxiu said hesitantly: "Master, the cultivation level of the disciple seems to have risen again."

Ji Yun came to his mind and frowned slightly. He also knew about this. After Xiao Qing was worried that he would break the seal, even if his devil energy was sealed again, after all, Xiao Qing's body was almost washed by the devil energy once. Just as the river channel filled by the flood is wider, today's Xiaoqing has directly passed the second phase of Jindan Junior High School.

In this way, it can't be suppressed, and the reason is the same as if a fetus is going to be born, it can't be denied.

"Then go through the catastrophe." Ji Yunlai also knew nothing to do. "The Forty-Nine Tribulation is not a big problem for you. Go find a breakthrough by yourself."

The Forty-Nine Days Tribulation is a small catastrophe in the Nascent Soul Stage, unless the luck is particularly bad, Kun-Lai disciples can basically survive.

"Yes." Feng Qingxiu withdrew.

——

Kun-Lai Mountain

Almost ten days have passed since the head of Lishan.

The mountains are full of grief, and there are pitiful teenagers with pale faces everywhere. Those who don't know may think that they have come to the walking dead.

"Ah, we have to line up again tomorrow. The great time is wasted on such useless trivial things like this!" A monk carrying a bag with a look of grief and anger, it is easy for people to misunderstand the long line that he wants to line up almost down the mountain. Swallow it in one bite.

"Can't we just open more rice windows on Mount Shennong?" The monk beside him said angrily, "They all eat rice paper, right?"

"Be quiet, don't let them hear it." The other low-level monk was all for him.

"What if you hear it, look at them, how long have you ordered a few hundred spirit stones?" the cultivator who yelled at the window said loudly, "Dare you let me count?"

A young monk with ears of rice embroidered on his robes, watching the gentleman walk out of the rice hall, said gently: "Don’t worry, Shennong Peak has always consumed a lot of spirit stones. This time it was a sudden incident, and rice is available. , Just a few days, everyone bought a lot."

"No way, who knows how long the leader will be back? If you don't want to queue too much, you can just buy a little more." The monk beside him sighed.

"That's it. There used to be nets, just turn it around, and thousands of tens of thousands of them will be closed immediately. The speed is so fast that there is no rice for a while. You can also make an appointment on the net for the time and price, and then you can change it," the embroiderer The monk with the ear of rice said sincerely, "Now everyone is carrying piles of spiritual stones, the top-grade ones are looking for zero, and the middle-grade ones are discounted, and there is a conversion of the good and bad spirit stones in the middle, and then the boxes are sealed and stored. We are really manpowered. not enough."

If they were so good in their studies, they would have entered Taiyifeng already, okay?

"You are not the worst," a monk with medicinal herbs embroidered next to him sighed. "The number of spirit stones on Qingnv Peak really makes us Yaoxiu want to cry."

"Who makes you so dark!" Jianfeng disciple snorted coldly.

"Dare to leave a name?" Yaofeng disciple turned around and asked.

"Why, dare to let me go to the Black Name Dan, I still don't believe it, Kun Lai still has Dan Peak, you are not the only one!" Jianfeng disciple shouted.

"You can't afford Danfeng's pill either." Yaofeng disciple said lightly, "Jianfeng's poverty is far more famous than Jianfeng's sword."

The map artillery fired too much, so the flames of war broke out for a while, and some disciples took advantage of the chaos to jump in the line to draw the flames of war even further.

The monk guarding the mountain next to see some situations, and skillfully stepped forward to beat them up and let them line up again.

"Why didn't you catch the troublemaker today?" someone next to him quietly asked.

He did not answer, but the monk Shoushanju who put away the Spike Gang replied with a smile: "The prison of Shoushanju will be full the next day after the Internet is disconnected. Now the upper party is requesting that the troublemakers below Jindan will be fine. Don't catch them. Up."

The little disciple who builds the foundation and trains Qi can't cause much trouble.

"Jindan has special offerings, don't you need to line up, I remember." A monk asked curiously.

"In the past few days, there are high-level monks who sell their training experience indiscriminately. They have not been audited, and there are pirated versions of the experience above the gods and sold cheaply," the monk Moriyamaju shook his head.

"Yes," the cultivator Yaofeng next to him said quietly, "Recently, there have been a lot of people who have gotten into trouble. They said that they are distressed without a net. Forcibly entering the concentration, the true qi is distracted. We in Yaofeng have a few impetuous people. The monk had a problem and there was not enough manpower, so I had to let Yuzhifeng's help to tie..."

"How can you do this?" The Jian Xiu next to him yelled. When he thought that it was a temporary worker who helped them with the needle, the hair on his back was almost erected. Shang Yaofeng was terrible at first, and they were even so excessive.

"We don't want it either, who won't let the leader come back..." Yaofeng disciple sighed.

"Yeah, if the head is not coming back, I can't sell the medicinal materials, and my newly refined half furnace pill will be scrapped." A disciple said sadly, "It's not easy for a newcomer to gather a furnace pill."

"Why don't you prepare the medicine all at once? This is the rule." Yaofeng disciple next to him asked.

"The price of medicinal herbs fluctuates. Have you ever kept drugs online?" The Danfeng disciple asked.

Pills and consumables usually break quickly after leaving the soil. It is very expensive to buy planting medicines directly. Shouyao is occasionally a disciple who has finished a treatment or has surplus medicine after alchemy. It is usually sold cheaply on the net. New disciples who have no money often look at it. Danlu (the patient?) keeps the situation online, and buys the one he likes as soon as he sees it. Both parties like this transaction, which greatly reduces waste.

"That's true." The disciple Yaofeng thought of the wallet that had almost no balance recently, and said sadly, "How long will the head be back~"

"Yeah, you will come back soon~"

"We are waiting for you~"

As if contagious, the voice of summoning the head spread across the entire Shennong Peak, like a soul-calling.

Hearing passing by, Sanxiu's hair is terrifying...