Immortal, save me!

Yicheng.

In the beautiful tall building, Wen Junyao stood by the window and looked at the drifting clouds on the horizon. A pair of hands passed through his waist and pulled him into a hot embrace.

In his ears was the traitor's lazy voice, like a whisper.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Wen Junyao: "When will we leave here?"

Wang Youyin tilted her head against his cheek, raised her eyes slightly, and glanced out the window: "Where do you want to go, Master?"

Wen Junyao sighed: "In your case, it's better to return to the Fairy Continent."

Wang Youyin sneered, pinched his wrist, and shook the beautiful silver chain: "I go back, and then what? Master stays here to be happy?"

Wen Junyao had no expression on his face and slapped the traitor on the forehead. He withdrew from the traitor's arms, looked into the traitor's eyes and said, "Did I tell you to go back by yourself?"

The traitor Wang Youyin was stunned for a moment, then thought quietly for a moment and said, "No."

Looking at Wen Junyao's expressionless face, Wang Youyin stepped forward, half hunched over, and raised his face to look at him.

He said in a deep voice: "Master, hit me!"

Wen Junyao said indifferently: "Then what? Do it again?"

"Snapped!"

Another slap fell on Wang Youyin's forehead.

Wang Youyin: "..."

He was unhappy. He stared at Wen Junyao dangerously with his phoenix eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Master, how do you feel? Do you want to do it again?!"

Wen Junyao's brows twitched slightly, unable to understand his disciple's quirks, but he decided to satisfy his disciple's request.

"Okay!"

Wang Youyin stretched out his hand to grab the hand that Wen Junyao hit, and pressed it on his chest. His eyebrows were lowered, and he said with unclear meaning: "Master, did you really hit me? Don't you feel sorry for your disciple? Or does it mean that Master wants to make peace with you?" Disciple playing games?"

Wen Junyao froze in his movements. After staying with the traitor for a long time, he had become aware of it. As soon as he heard the word "game" in the traitor's accented tone, he knew that the traitor was thinking about something that should not be seen in person.

He was happy to see things better, but he felt sad. It was so unbearable to look back on the past that he almost forgot his original temperament.

Wang Youyin hugged him into his arms, his eyes drifting to the window. During this period of time, under the guidance of his master, Wang Youyin did something brave and righteous for a period of time, and became the "parent official" in the people of Yicheng. Everyone praised him, but he sneered at it and looked at it all mockingly, as if he was watching a farce.

He felt that the human species was really interesting. People who were accustomed to doing good deeds were just used to it, nothing special. But after he started doing good deeds, the people suddenly praised him so much that even his previous indifference was gone. The perfect excuse.

Now everyone in Yicheng praises him as a good official, but the previous county magistrate Yang Xu has been forgotten by everyone. Should we call them stupid or smart? They can be so stupid that they don't distinguish between right and wrong, believe in rumors, and flock to them, but they will promptly catch the people in front of them who can bring them benefits.

Now there are no more bullies on the streets of Yicheng, at least on the surface. If it weren't for Master's request, he wouldn't bother to care about the life and death of those people.

He never understood why the master asked him to do those things. He just felt that they were meaningless, but if the master wanted him to do it, then he would do it, as long as the master was happy.

From a distance, a group of people were walking towards this side, their clothes fluttering and they looked as graceful as immortals.

Wang Youyin looked at them with a bit of sarcasm on his face, holding the silver chain in his right hand, his joints turning white from the exertion.

"It's here again, it's endless, it still disappears..."

Wen Junyao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He subconsciously held Wang Youyin's hand and followed his gaze.

Recognizing that he was a disciple of the sect, Wen Junyao felt relieved for a moment, but felt excited again the next moment.

Asked: "Did they offend you?"

Wang Youyin sneered: "You can't kill me without offending me?"

Wen Junyao fell silent and decided to divert the traitor's attention. He turned the traitor's handsome face to himself and pressed his fingertips on the traitor's crimson lips. It had to be said that the traitor was really a good-looking person. It was a pity that he was not a blessing. disaster.

Before he could say anything, the traitor spoke first, but what he said was a bit unbeatable: "What? Master wants to seduce me for them?"

Wen Junyao's face darkened.

What is seduction? !

Wang Youyin: "How can Master seduce his disciples with this appearance?"

He pressed his fingertips on Wen Junyao's lips and used a slight force to rub the light red lips until they were smeared with rouge.

"This will give a hint of flavor, maybe it will be like this..."

His hand went down along Wen Junyao's neck, across his collarbone and landed on his collar. He bent his index finger, hooked the collar and pulled it open, exposing a large area of ​​skin.

Wang Youyin's slender and beautiful fingers circled Wen Junyao's chest. Seeing his always dignified and self-controlled master's uncontrollable trembling body, the corners of his eyes turned red.

Wang Youyin said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Master knows what my disciple is, and I only like this one of your rebellious disciples."

Each word fell clearly into the ears of the person in his arms. He tilted his head and kissed the Master's Adam's apple, taking the beautifully shaped protrusion into his mouth and sucking gently.

Wen Junyao couldn't stand still and put his hands on the traitor's back.

Wang Youyin said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I can't stand it anymore. What should I do next? I found something good to share with Master."

Wen Junyao: "What, what?"

His gut feeling is not good.

Wang Youyin chuckled and held Wen Junyao in his arms and sat down. He took out a book from nowhere. There was nothing visible on the cover. When he opened it, it was so bright that it made people afraid to look directly at it.

Wen Junyao looked at him with wide eyes, his face became red and he cursed: "You shameless traitor!"

Astonishingly, the interesting thing Wang Youyin mentioned was the fire avoidance map.

(Luo Jin: Does it look familiar?)

Wen Junyao sat on Wang Youyin's lap. He froze and wanted to get up, but his waist was tightly hugged, and the hands rubbed his lower abdomen, causing a numbness.

"Let go!"

The traitor chuckled seductively in his ear, but held him firmly to prevent him from leaving, put her thin lips on his neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, take advantage of this little time to do whatever you want. Now I want to move but I can’t..."

Sensing something strange, Wen Junyao froze completely and did not dare to move, but the guy said one thing and did another, and there was still room for negotiation, but the hand had already untied his belt and penetrated his clothes. inside.

The bastard's voice became hoarse, and he put his lips close to his ear and said something that didn't deserve a beating.

"Master, do you think this posture is good? We haven't tried it yet. Why don't we give it a try now?"

Wen Junyao cursed in a trembling voice: "You bastard, you are a treacherous villain who commits crimes like yours and yours above!"

"The following is a crime? Treason?" Wang Youyin chewed on these two words and smiled evilly: "Master, it's not the first day I knew about it, why are you still scolding these two words?"

The rebellious disciple didn't care. He lifted up the hem of Master's clothes with one hand and sneered: "Disciple, there are even worse things to do, such as having sex with Master in front of Master's nephews..."

Just at this moment, the subordinate said outside the door: "Sir, someone wants to see you."

Wang Youyin curled her lips: "Master, they are here..."

Wen Junyao hugged the traitor tightly, his face flushed, his eyes a little frightened, worried that the traitor would really mess up.

As a result, the traitor stood up, straightened his messy clothes, took the handkerchief and wiped his fingers like a dog, looking like a gentleman.

Wen Junyao looked at him blankly, his whole body was tense and uncomfortable.

Wang Youyin leaned over and closed his almost completely open clothes to cover the ambiguous red marks on his skin, but said, "Why is Master looking like this? Isn't it enough?"

Wen Junyao's face turned from red to dark, and he didn't want to pay attention to him at all. His eyes touched someone's waist and abdomen, and he immediately looked away, but his neck turned red.

Wang Youyin sat down behind him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist: "Master, my disciple has to endure it for you. You must satisfy me afterwards."