Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

He is probably the only one in the world who could "attract" the master because of his incompetence and poor performance. If this were to get out, not only would the audience laugh out loud, but it would also bring shame to the cultivators in the world of cultivation.

He should not be assigned to search for Yue Longjing's whereabouts, a task that is beyond his limited capabilities.

After all, Master himself bears half of the responsibility and faults.

Under the powerful pressure from Liu Han, Yuan Nuansheng knelt on the ground for half an hour without daring to raise his head.

His neck, bent and stressed, became increasingly sore and heavy under this self-inflicted torture. What should he do? He had been kneeling for so long, hadn't his master's anger subsided yet? He really couldn't hold on any longer. His neck was so sore!

The young man with frowned brows and gritting teeth had extraordinary perseverance. He was careless when looking for Yue Longjing, but he was quicker than anyone else to kneel down and admit his mistakes.

Liu Tan was not feeling well at this time either. His headache did not occur earlier or later, but happened to start when he was interrogating his disciples. Sure enough, Jin Fu Yu was not the only one who was a master of suppression in the sect.

Enduring the sharp pain in his head and the itching on his scalp, Liu Han temporarily suppressed the dual stimulation of pain and itchiness, and said in a normal tone: "Get up, since you are not competent to find Yue Longjing, you should return to the sect first, don't stay here and embarrass yourself."

Yuan Nuansheng, who had been kneeling for such a long time, heard these words of relief and raised his drooping head with difficulty. In the process, a "hissing" sound escaped from his lips. He supported his slowly moving neck with one hand and obeyed his master's instructions in a weak voice.

When he stood up, his scream of pain that hit the ceiling earned him another scolding from his master.

The City Lord's Mansion finally had a replacement. Yuan Nuansheng showed no sign of disrespect on his face, but he was actually smiling like a flower in his heart. He wished that the hard work would get further and further away from him, and it would be best if his master would never be willing to send him on similar tasks again.

The young man became happier the more he thought about it, and he happily left the City Lord's Mansion and Yuelan City, fearing that his master would suddenly change his mind and want to keep him and return to the Yutu Sect as soon as possible.

The spirit nurtured by the bowl-shaped Yuelong crystal that resembles Jiang Yuning, can only hide its true identity in the dead state of the bowl because it feels the spiritual fluctuations leaked by a high-level great perfection cultivator from the outside world. Although this person has deep spiritual power, why is there a tiny trace of demonic energy mixed in?

It is unclear whether this person is on the righteous or evil side, and he must never appear in front of this person.

The rice bowl stained with food stood silently in the kitchen cupboard, guarding this dull territory day and night with other bowls, some delicate and some rough.

This palace was built by the previous Demon Lord for successive Demon Queens to sleep in. Bai Luoli became the only "mistress" who could use it at will.

The only "mistress" is ordering the only male master in the magic palace to do work.

Mo Qianyu is responsible for the daily cleaning of the Demon Queen's bedroom and the tidying of the inner rooms.

The two Mo Qianyus were happily cooperating with each other, and were in high spirits. Bai Luoli's interested eyes were more focused on Mo Qianyu, whom he had always believed to be a demon in his heart.

From the last conversation between the two demons at Molten Flame Cliff, my good boy, your trick of deceiving him is really flawless! Even a plastic bag can't hold as much as he can.

Of course, there are also those who appear to be living in harmony, but in reality are accomplices of each other and no one is willing to submit to the other.

Whenever they got together, they would exchange sarcastic remarks after just a few words. However, when it came to keeping him in the dark and not letting him know that the other Mo Qianyu was not the inner demon, the two of them cooperated extremely well and even reached a rare consensus that if you were the inner demon, then you were the inner demon.

It turned out that he thought he was a smart and wise man, but it turned out that the real smart people had nothing to do with him from beginning to end.

No wonder he always felt that there were many unreasonable doubts every time he thought about this matter, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

The neurotic and crazy nature of Mo Qianyu in his previous life was what gave him the most headaches. When you were good, he would catch you, strip you and fuck you hard. When you were not good, he would force you to be imprisoned. Originally, Mo Qianyu was enough for him to handle. Now, when he was short of men, he couldn't find one. When he was not short of men, he would find two at a time.

Especially when they finished their work, the eagerness for praise, pats on the head and rewards in their black eyes was exactly the same. One of them, Mo Qianyu, couldn't wait to touch his body after washing his hands. Calculating the time... it seemed like they had abstained for some time.

The flesh bud in the wooden rocking bed next to it has grown bigger visibly. Through Bai Luoli's continuous nourishment of spiritual power, the flesh bud that could be held with one hand before now requires two hands to hold.

The round and plump body is so lovely to touch. The flesh on the body tends to develop horizontally. When you gently pat the white and tender flesh, the surrounding area will tremble. Bai Luoli can't help but worry that the granulation may cause obesity.

The advantage of overnutrition is rapid growth, and the disadvantage of overnutrition is also rapid growth.

It also has a strong rejection reaction to demonic energy. If a small amount of demonic energy is accidentally transmitted, the granulation tissue will become red and swollen all over the body as if it is allergic.

All along, he has been carefully nurturing the growth of the granulation tissue, ensuring that every bit of spiritual energy that enters the body is free of the contamination of demonic energy. This indirectly prevents him and Mo Qianyu from overindulging themselves in sexual activities. Otherwise, the demonic energy in the body will not be purified in time and will be re-injected into the body of the granulation tissue, which will be extremely troublesome.

In terms of strictly subdivided species, demons belong to humans or humanoids. Human cultivators account for a large proportion of the cultivator group. He and Mo Qianyu are both humans or branches of humans. Their reproduction method cannot escape the principle of viviparity. How could the flesh granulation violate this reproductive common sense followed by all mankind and degenerate into oviparity?

Bai Luoli couldn't understand why, during his student days, he was not very good at biology, but at least the upper-middle level was a piece of cake for him.

One thing we need to get used to is that the creation of this world cannot be explained and defined by common sense.

At least the era when everyone can practice physical cultivation can only exist in imagination, popular entertainment literature, and various fantasy adaptations of film and television dramas.

Bai Luoli has an untraceable common problem, which is that he likes to think about problems that can bring him difficulties. By the time he has figured it out and is tired of thinking about it anymore, Mo Qianyu has already stripped off his clothes and the foreplay is almost over.

The ongoing lovemaking was disturbed by the noise of the sound-transmitting jade. The one with a gloomy face was Mo Qianyu, while the one with a red face was himself.

The next second after they held each other's hands in the air, the other Mo Qianyu was not affected by the little episode that occurred in the middle, but carried out his original intention and instinct of being brave when they were together.

Bai Luoli was panting as he responded to his senior brother's message. His original intention was to inquire about the special furnace cauldron physique. By the way, he told his junior brother the reason why he had to return to Jiyue Mountain as soon as possible. He wanted to consult his junior brother at Yunmiao Peak about the contents of the book "Furnace Cauldron Matters Complete Collection" that he had asked him to read.

After saying that, it was a long time before the voice entered his ears again. It was concise and there was no further news. Just as Xu Luoge turned off the mutual listening function of the sound transmission jade, the hand holding the sound transmission jade trembled suddenly. He was sorry that he didn't mean to eavesdrop on his junior brother's bedroom.

My junior brother is young, and his long-lasting physical strength and endurance will probably make his junior brother love him very much.

His junior fellow apprentice was so pitiful. It was also a trouble that the Taoist partner he found was too physically fit.