In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

"Don't, don't sit down!"

Zhang Ping found himself being moved away by Senior Sister Qingyi, and then moved his charming big butt to sit down, and he panicked!

But he didn't dare to resist, let alone move!

If he was touched by spiritual power or came into contact with the transformation talisman, and then he was aware of it, he would be executed on the spot!

Pfft!

Senior Sister Tsing Yi sat on the stool, actually sitting on Zhang Ping's thighs. An indescribable softness quickly passed from Senior Sister Tsing Yi to Zhang Ping!

"this……!"

Zhang Ping originally thought it would be painful, but unexpectedly he felt an inexplicable sense of relief at this moment!

Especially Sister Qingyi's round butt and extremely slender waist gave Zhang Ping a strong visual experience!

Wonderful! This is a proper affair!

Zhang Ping's heart beat faster, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. Is this a blessing in disguise?

"Ok?"

After sitting on the stool, Senior Sister Qingyi noticed something was a little different about the stool: "It feels quite hard, but when you sit down, you feel a little soft!"

"And... there's still a hint of warmth!"

She was very curious, with a smile on her red lips, and gently touched the armrests on both sides of the stool with her hands!

"Hmm~!"

Zhang Ping suddenly felt itchy in his heart, because these two armrests were transformed from his two inner thighs!

As Senior Sister Tsing Yi touched it all the way up, she got closer to Zhang Ping's sensitive place, which made him, a man as strong-blooded as he was, couldn't help but feel hot quickly!

"Oh? Does this stool really get hot?"

Senior sister Qingyi felt the warmth coming from under the stool, she couldn't help but smile with red lips, and looked at Leng Rushuang: "Junior sister, this stool of yours is really magical, where did you buy it?"

Leng Rushuang said hurriedly: "I bought this stool from a market outside. It was made by a skilled craftsman. It is indeed very interesting."

"But I haven't adjusted it yet. How about Senior Sister Qingrou sit here with me and let me adjust it again?"

After speaking, Leng Rushuang took the initiative to stand up and give up her seat. Senior Sister Qingrou stood up without thinking too much.

It's just that she felt some indescribable strange feelings on both sides of her legs, as if... she had just been hugged by a man.

Leng Rushuang pulled Qingrou to sit on the other stools and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, it was Mie Jue's turn to be curious: "Let me give it a try, master."

Leng Rushuang's expression changed, and Zhang Ping was so frightened that his legs went weak!

Isn't it? Extinction also wants to sit here with me?

Don't!

Although Miejie is also very beautiful, and she has the beauty of a cold woman, but she is really cold-blooded, and her cultivation level is extremely high, and she has the Heavenly Sword in her hand!

But now Zhang Ping was made furious by Senior Sister Qingrou, and his blood was surging!

With his extinct strength, it won’t take a few moments to figure out that the stool is Zhang Ping’s disguise!

To put it another step back, even if Zhang Ping is not discovered by Yan Yan, Zhang Ping will be mentally burdened for the rest of his life!

I would like to ask myself, if my first time in the world of immortality was handed over to extinction, who would not have a psychological burden?

"Master..."

Leng Rushuang was also extremely scared, but Miejie was her master, and she did not dare and could not refuse Miejie!

Just when she was at a loss and almost crying, Zhang Ping thought of a good idea!

That is to deliberately bend his hands down, because the supporting legs of the stool are transformed by his hands!

Click!

When Leng Rushuang saw that the stool legs were broken, she immediately understood and pretended to be sorry: "Oh, I said I didn't debug it properly, and it broke down so quickly!"

Senior Sister Qingrou felt quite embarrassed: "Junior Sister Rushuang, it's all my fault that Senior Sister just sat on it..."

"It's okay, I can fix it later."

Leng Rushuang waved her hand and hurriedly moved the stool aside.

Miejie didn't think much about it. Instead, he took out a bottle of high-level blood-restoring elixir and handed it to Leng Rushuang: "Apprentice, the Crack Trial Ground is very dangerous. You should keep this bottle of elixir for self-defense."

Of course Leng Rushuang knew how precious this bottle of high-level blood-restoring elixir was, and she hurriedly took it with both hands: "Thank you, master! By the way, master, senior sisters, please teach me some experience of the Crack Trial Land!"

"it is good!"

Miejie smiled slightly. As a tutor, although she was very strict with her disciples, she was never stingy or reserved when teaching.

Leng Rushuang listened very carefully, and Zhang Ping also listened carefully from a distance.

Among them, Zhang Ping benefited a lot from the experience of facing the fierce beasts in the cracks, the formations of other powerful sects, the strategies to deal with the strange phenomena in the cracks, etc.

About half an hour later, Miejie left the cave with his four disciples.

"Congratulations, Master and Senior Sister!"

After Leng Rushuang said goodbye to them, she hurried back to the cave and closed the door: "Zhang Ping, master is gone!"

call!

Zhang Ping couldn't wait to turn back into a real person, only to find that his hands were numb due to the strange posture.

"Are you okay?"

Leng Rushuang grabbed Zhang Ping's hand distressedly and rubbed it gently, her eyes full of concern: "It's all my fault for making you suffer."

"It's okay."

Zhang Ping looked at the love in Leng Rushuang's eyes and felt very warm in his heart: "I am really lucky to meet Rushuang."

"Why are you looking at me like this..."

Leng Rushuang raised her eyes lightly and couldn't help but feel a little shy: "When Senior Sister Qingrou was sitting on your lap just now, you did a lot of bad things, right?"

"This……"

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment and stopped being hypocritical: "Senior Sister Qingrou of yours has such a big butt, and she sat on her without hesitation. I couldn't avoid her even if I wanted to..."

"As a hot-blooded man, I would be lying if I said there was no physical reaction. So the massage just now was completely out of control. Don't be angry..."

Listening to Zhang Ping's explanation, Leng Rushuang suddenly smiled, with a hint of curvature on her red lips: "How could I be angry? Didn't I say that as long as you have me in your heart, I don't mind if you have countless women..."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to lean into Zhang Ping's arms. Zhang Ping hugged her delicate body and couldn't help but use his big hands.

"Zhang Ping..."

Leng Rushuang raised her eyes, blushed and whispered, "You just endured it very hard, didn't you?"