Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Death is not scary, what is scary is that the murderer cannot be caught.

The tragic deaths of those disciples made the onlookers feel sick to their stomachs, and people always talked about all kinds of strange stories.

Every disciple of Yuxu Sect was terrified, fearing that they would become the next victim, and the female disciples would travel together every time after practicing magic.

Zhou Ming and Liu Yong have been busy these days. No one believes what Baili Qi says. The huge First Sect has now become a paper tiger that can be broken with a single poke and is completely useless.

"Then Elder Wei is missing again." Li Yijing and several fellow disciples were reporting the search progress to Liu Yong.

"Not only that, even the soul-hunting dogs, soul-chasing talismans, and soul-capturing mirrors were all used, but we were unable to capture Elder Wei's whereabouts."

A baby-faced male disciple was leading a dog that looked like a wolf or a jackal. It had a long, pointed muzzle, soft and fluffy golden hair, a diamond-shaped mark on its forehead, and a long, thick tail that constantly swept the ground.

Zhou Ming held a golden cypress spirit stone in his hand. This object had fallen from Wei Cheng's neck for no reason. The spirit stone was oval in shape, with the upper half being light gold and the lower half being silver-white. It was clear throughout and felt extremely heavy when weighed in the palm of his hand. Zhou Ming had put it on Wei Cheng himself.

The demonic energy and spiritual energy tested each other, then restrained each other, and finally fought each other. There were two different energies attached to a mere spiritual stone. It was obvious that the demonic energy was thicker than the spiritual energy. This also explained Wei Cheng's current situation, and he was not far from falling into the devil.

Like a human but not a human, like a demon but not a demon, I'm afraid Wei Cheng is a new species...

Baili Qi knew that Wei Cheng was missing, and was afraid that he would escape to another place and hurt innocent people, so he asked Zhou Ming to pass this message to Xu Luoge and others so that they could be on high alert.

Xu Luoge was discussing the outcome of this matter with Bai Luoli alone. The two of them were husband and wife in name only. They had not married, and they had not signed a contract. Mo Qianyu wanted to get something for nothing, right? He hadn't even prepared a dowry. So, would Jiyue Mountain send him a Taoist partner and also help him get married?

But my junior brother likes her so much. He is so stupid that I want to knock on his head to see what he is thinking.

It’s not that Bai Luoli doesn’t want to get married, but he is very resistant to this matter. He has his parents’ unhappy marriage as a lesson, and the truth that marriage is the grave of love as a reference. He really doesn’t want to get married. Isn’t it good for two people to be in a relationship?

"Luo Li, you...are you...the one on top or the one on the bottom..." He finally remembered the crucial question, and Xu Luoge couldn't wait to get his reply.

If it was the one below, then Mo Qianyu, as the Demon Lord, would have made a good profit with the dowry he brought. If it was the one above, thinking of this, Xu Luoge couldn't help but glance at Bai Luoli.

This question is very personal. How can he tell the head brother that he is actually the one below?

"Uh... Senior Brother, actually I..."

"So seeing you seem to be hesitant to speak..."

Xu Luoge interrupted his words in the middle of his speech, "My goodness, this Mo Qianyu has taken his master away, wait... didn't you guys agree on who will be on top and who will be on bottom that time?"

Look at him, his memory is so forgetful. He still remembers that time when he heard Mo Qianyu say in the voice-transmitting jade that he wanted to clean Luo Li's body thoroughly. Could it be that his junior brother has been dominated by Mo Qianyu all this time?

"Bai Luoli, you really disappoint me, your senior brother!" Xu Luoge wanted to persuade him to recognize his own identity. How could he be suppressed by his disciple? This was an extremely bad thing.

The sound-transmitting jade emitted light at an inopportune time, and Xu Luoge didn't notice it. It flashed a few times in succession, and the jade pendant began to vibrate.

Xu Luoge hurriedly took out the voice-transmitting jade, and Zhou Ming's voice came out of it. The two communicated briefly for a while, and the man's face became more and more gloomy.

Bai Luoli had been observing Xu Luoge. When she saw his expression suddenly change, she felt heavy in her heart. Could something have happened?

"Luo Li, Zhou Ming just told me that many disciples of Yuxu Sect were killed by Wei Cheng, and their blood and essence were sucked out of their bodies before they died. I suspect that Ziwei's disciples are very sure that it was Wei Cheng who killed them."

Wei Cheng, Bai Luoli thought to herself a few times, isn't he the former leader of Yuxu Sect? Why would he attack the disciples of Yuxu Sect and other sects?

Xu Luoge didn't know where to start with this matter. He was also confused, so he had to put it aside and tell Su Ziwei.

Jiyue Mountain was surrounded by demon soldiers, and the pure-blooded demons were impatient and anxious. What did the Demon Lord mean? Did he send us to be watchdogs?

That's right, I thought there would be a fierce battle. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep the whole night. I was just thinking of sharpening my weapon with some monks' blood, but the Demon Lord asked us to guard here. Screw that damn Demon Queen.

The pure-blooded demon cursed and protested against Mo Qianyu's arrangement, but Feng Ming caught him talking.

With a murderous look, the pure-blooded demons fell silent one by one. Even though they were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to act presumptuously in front of the Demon Lord.

Jiang Yuning noticed that Chu Yunze was spending more and more time looking for his master. Every time the second senior brother entered the master's bedroom, he would stay there for a long time. Was there something important that he couldn't tell him?

Curiosity was like an inflated balloon. While Chu Yunze was entering his master's bedroom again, he quietly ran over and eavesdropped while leaning against the corner.

There were only faint voices inside, and he pressed his ear against the wall, trying to hear more clearly.

"Master, this is already the second day. Will the head master hand you over?"

Yunze's big eyes were filled with worry. He was afraid that his senior brother would not be as easy to get along with as before after he became a demon.

"The Sect Master hasn't figured out a solution yet. Whether to hand it over or not depends on whether your Senior Brother will really take action against Jiyue Mountain."

Bai Luoli didn't know why Mo Qianyu suddenly changed his nature. Could it be that what he said caused his disciple to misunderstand him, so he forced Jiyueshan to make this difficult decision.

After hearing this, Jiang Yuning was no longer in the mood to continue listening. The relationship between the master and the eldest senior brother was far more complicated than he had imagined. The eldest senior brother's true identity turned out to be the Demon Lord!

And the master is his... the Demon Queen as the demons call her, so they became a couple, right?

But I really like Master, and this result is hard to accept...

The boy's eyes suddenly turned red. He had never felt so sad before. The feeling of loss of love was so painful. He came in high spirits but left dejectedly. He almost tripped over a stone or branch on the way.

Just because of his curiosity, his heart was torn into pieces, and he no longer had any reason to get close to his master.

He can continue to maintain the image of a good disciple, but he cannot cross the line. He cannot replace the person in his master's heart. They are each other's true love.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and a layer of wet mist covered his eyes, making everything blurry. When he stepped over the next stone step, his foot stepped on empty air, and his body suddenly fell downward. Just as he was about to hit the hard step, a hand held up his falling body.

A gentle and hoarse voice came out, and Ye Yifan said softly: "Be careful."

Jiang Yuning raised his eyes and looked at the person who came. It was the master's first disciple. His arms were still held by the man and he could not move.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye." A blush appeared on the boy's face, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look directly at the young man in front of him.

Although it was extremely embarrassing, Ye Yifan did not think it was a big deal. He let go of his arm, told the boy to walk carefully, and then walked away in the opposite direction.

There was suddenly one more person in the empty bedroom. Bai Luoli was about to take off his clothes and go to bed when a hand suddenly reached out from behind and wrapped around his waist.

Bai Luoli was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she almost blurted out a few Chinese quintessence words. She was about to teach this man a lesson, but she smelled a familiar scent on this man.

The person behind him gently leaned his head on his shoulder, and the warm air from his nose hit his delicate earlobe, making it itchy and unbearable. He couldn't help but scratch it with his hand, but he didn't scratch his earlobe, but scratched the person's lips.

He turned around and pushed her hard. She was so brave that she dared to break into his boudoir. Bai Luoli's outer robe was draped loosely on her body. Her coquettish manner made Mo Qianyu's eyes darken and his lower body felt swollen and painful.

"How did you get in?" Bai Luoli didn't dare to be careless and kept a distance from him.

Mo Qianyu stepped closer, his thin lips slightly curled, and he seemed to be in a good mood. A few wisps of black demonic energy surrounded Bai Luoli's body and gradually tightened.

"Master, this is what I am asking. I can come when I want to and leave when I want to. Who can stop me?"

What an arrogant tone, but he really has the ability, it's not just empty talk.

Clothes were flying all over the place, boots were lying down obediently, the bed was struggling to bear the weight of two adult men, creaking in protest. Bai Luoli clenched her teeth, as if floating up and down in the rough sea.

Mo Qianyu used all his skills to arouse Bai Luoli's emotions. The two of them were very in sync, and their rhythm became increasingly cheerful and high-pitched.