Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

The reinforcements arrived in time, Baili Qi saved his innocence, and Wei Cheng's good deeds were interrupted, and his face was as stinky as a stone in the toilet.

Zhou Ming saw with his own eyes that his Taoist partner was almost violated, and his heart was filled with rage. If it weren't for the Taoist partner contract between the two of them, which played a role in the critical moment of life and death, his wife might have been defiled by someone else.

The others were even more dumbfounded. They were all elegant people, monks who had been influenced by good ethics and morality. Their faces were thinner than dumpling skins. They had never seen such a scene that made them need to go home and wash their eyes.

There was a circle of people above and below, all holding magical instruments and with solemn expressions. Wei Cheng knew that he did not have the patience to keep up this time and was exposed early.

The man nestled in Zhou Ming's arms with grievance. Xu Luoge glanced at the two of them from time to time. Su Ziwei took the lead in asking questions, wanting Wei Cheng to confess the whereabouts of his disciple. Unexpectedly, Wei Cheng was also a stubborn person. No matter how they asked indirectly, every word he said was "I don't know..."

Baili Qi came back to his senses from the shock and insisted that it was Wei Cheng who did it, because he had seen with his own eyes several white skeletons in the cave, but when Zhou Ming went there later, those bones disappeared without a trace.

Regarding the torn piece of clothing that Su Ziwei brought, the head of the Fafu Sect, Shangguan Fengyu, also used the Zhenming Talisman to measure that this residual spirit belonged to Wei Cheng, the former leader of the Yuxu Sect. The evidence was irrefutable and it was an indisputable fact before him.

Not only did they slaughter the disciples of the sects, they even ate their flesh and blood, extracted their spiritual energy and cut open their spiritual roots to take them for themselves.

This act should be carried out by executing the perpetrators on the spot, to comfort those outstanding talents who died tragically.

Wei Cheng laughed loudly twice. He was not afraid of these people at all. In this case, he didn't need to hide the evil spirit in his body. He floated his hands, one hand covering the other palm, and turned all the evil energy in his body. When the others saw that he was about to launch an attack, they quickly assumed a fighting stance.

Zhou Ming and Xu Luoge were the first to bear the brunt and flew towards Wei Cheng. Hehuan Sect's leader Yue Lingling and Su Ziwei followed behind them.

Wu Zi condensed his own natal magic weapon in his hand, the Howling Thunder Hammer. The two hammers weighed dozens of pounds, and the hammer heads were engraved with lightning patterns. The two hammers produced a thunder and lightning resonance when tuned.

The other sect leaders also rushed forward. Wei Cheng was fighting against many people alone and was gradually at a disadvantage. The beautiful scenery of the peach blossom forest was destroyed because of this fierce fight. The trees were broken into pieces and the peach blossoms turned into petals, scattering in the air.

He dodged Xu Luoge's sword, but was stabbed in the back by Zhou Ming. He turned around and slapped out a strong evil spirit, knocking Zhou Ming away in a parabolic trajectory.

Yue Lingling and Su Ziwei assisted each other, one holding a sword and the other holding a zither. The sound of the zither controlled the soul and the magic sword broke the ears. Wei Cheng turned around and kicked out in the air, and Wu Zi followed closely with two roaring thunder hammers. Baili Qi's eyes turned around and he couldn't see it all. The air was full of beautiful and gorgeous afterimages flying around, spiritual power and demonic energy collided, magic weapons and sword lights collided, whistling through the air, harsh and shocking.

This fierce fight ended with Wei Cheng's defeat, and Wei Cheng himself was strangled to death by others.

The life of a great master is as thin as paper and his hatred is as high as the sky. Baili Qi watched Wei Cheng's breath weaken and his eyes dull. The hatred in his chest became hotter and hotter. He shouted as if he was possessed by a demon, "Get out of the way!"

His steps were unsteady but his body was extremely straight. He tried his best to suppress the raging hatred in his heart, staring at Wei Cheng who was lying on the ground, his body filled with the smell of blood.

Tears had already flowed into his mouth, and there was a strong salty and bitter taste in his mouth. Back then, his father had saved him from a hungry wolf in Fuwu City. Out of pity for him, he brought him into Yuxu Sect and made him one of his disciples because of his excellent spiritual roots. However, this guy didn't know what was good for him. After he achieved success in his studies, he took advantage of the internal strife in Yuxu Sect to kill his savior and raped his virtuous master's wife.

And because he had a useless spiritual root and posed no threat and could not cause any major waves, he had only managed to retain a glimmer of hope and survive until now by compromising.

Baili Qi took off the jade flute from his inner robe. The jade flute separated from his soul and turned into a green Zen sword. Wei Cheng let out a whimpering wail before his death, but the man's heart at this moment was harder than stone and colder than frost.

The man raised the Qinghua sword high, stabbed it down heavily, and pierced Wei Cheng's vital part. For so many days and nights, he hoped so much that he could avenge himself to comfort the spirits of his parents in heaven. Even though his parents were not kind to him, he had to avenge his family feud.

The wish I made in front of the Axis Spirit is gradually coming true. I kill my enemies with my own hands, and I feel extremely happy.

No one sympathized with Wei Cheng's situation, except Zhou Ming.

After a monk dies, his body will not remain intact, but will only turn into fragments of light and disperse in this world. If he dies, he is truly dead, and will not enter reincarnation or return to the dust. Unless someone collects the damaged soul, there is no possibility of survival.

When Xu Luoge saw Baili Qi's frail and exhausted back, he wanted to go up to him and hold him in his arms and hug him tightly. He used to be like this, and he always joked that he would never be able to marry in the future because he was so fragile.

At that time, Baili Qi would always tease him, saying that if he couldn't get married in the future, she would marry him and become his wife.

It was a joke when I was a child. I thought no one took it seriously, but I didn't know that the listener might not mean it but the speaker might take it seriously.

The peach blossom forest became Wei Cheng's final destination. He still remembered that he had forced the wife of the clan leader to give herself to him in this peach blossom forest. However, after many twists and turns, his karma came so quickly...

Zhou Ming expressed his apologies to the other sect leaders. Fortunately, the current sect leader was not Wei Cheng, so everyone just gave them a lecture in a kind tone, hoping that the Yuxu Sect would never do anything unjust again.

After Baili Qi stabbed Wei Cheng, he fainted. Xu Luoge watched them leave eagerly, and then he returned to Jiyue Mountain with Su Ziwei.

Jiang Wanwan came to the study of the City Lord's Mansion. Behind a painting of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix on the wall, she found a secret compartment hidden in the wall. There was only a scroll in it. The woman slowly spread out the scroll, and the person depicted on the scroll was Jiang Yuning's mother, Jiang.

Bai Luoli was imprisoned again, but the treatment he, as a "prisoner", suffered was not something that ordinary people could enjoy.

Mo Qianyu and he sat face to face at the round table. They stared at each other, neither of them spoke, just like a couple in a cold war or a couple having a quarrel.

Which master is as frustrated as him? Apart from those in the storybooks, who in real life would listen to his disciples as much as he does...

Mo Qianyu knew that his master was very angry, but he couldn't blame him. It was his master's fault for being like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. He didn't even go home and ignored him.

Xiao He was still the one serving Bai Luoli this time, and the other maids were transferred to other courtyards. In fact, in this huge magic palace, besides him and Bai Luoli, there must be a male master and a female master.

Xiao He's gentle voice came from outside the door, "Your Excellency, Madam, the dishes are ready. Shall we serve them now?"

I shouldn't be disturbing His Majesty and Madam's good times at this time, right?

Mo Qianyu replied coldly: "Come in."

The tone was calm, and even Bai Luoli felt a chill down her spine when she heard it. This kid was two different people in front of others, but luckily he didn't treat her like that.

Plate after plate of exquisite and appetizing dishes were placed on the table. Xiao He also added a bowl and chopsticks for the two of them, and two cups of hot tea for rinsing the mouth. The water in the golden washbasin was used to wash hands before meals. Bai Luoli originally wanted to go on a hunger strike in protest, but when her eyes saw those delicious foods, it would be really stupid to go against her stomach.

Picking up the celadon bowl and the red gold-engraved chopsticks in his hands, the man opened his belly and started to eat heartily. Lotus blood duck, pickled meat, chopped pepper fish head, alkaline rice cake, boiled beef, mouth-watering chicken, and crystal shrimps were all dishes that could make people drool just by looking at them, and they would finish several bowls of rice.

For the first time ever, Mo Qianyu was really full this time. He only picked up a little of each dish with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste. Bai Luoli was stunned. Didn't he like this dish?

In order to maintain a good figure, she tried every possible means to lose weight. Anyway, she has no idol image, so she uses spiritual power to dispel the feeling of fullness after eating.

After finishing the meal, Mo Qianyu called Xiaohe again. They both rinsed their mouths with the tea, rinsed their mouths, and then spit it into the rinse bowl prepared by Xiaohe.

Before leaving, Xiao He looked at Bai Luoli meaningfully with her lively eyes, making him feel uncomfortable.

Bai Luoli, feeling extremely uncomfortable, had to endure Mo Qianyu's direct gaze. Could it be that he had food in his mouth and vegetables between his teeth?

No way, that wouldn't be just a social failure. After making a fool of himself in public, he would have no face to face Mo Qianyu.

Bai Luoli could only touch the tip of his nose to hide the anxious atmosphere, and glanced at the man opposite from time to time. Who knew that this glance would be of no use, as the man opposite him disappeared.

A slight breeze brushed the ends of his hair, and then a hand climbed up his shoulder and kept sliding down. A soft object pressed against his ear. Bai Luoli felt extremely itchy. He tilted his body and turned his head to avoid the itch.

Mo Qianyu slightly bent his body and pressed against Bai Luoli's back. He gently lifted the hair that hung on her neck. He leaned over and kissed her, caressing the tender flesh between his teeth.

The sucking force was so strong that Bai Luoli felt a little pain in her neck. Seeing how strong her disciple was, she would not be able to sleep today...

Young people should be moderate and not indulge in excessive sexual activities, as this can easily harm their bodies and kidneys.

"I'm Shu Daoshan! Stop!" Bai Luoli suddenly said this, and the person behind him really stopped.

See? This sentence still works. Bai Luoli stood up and wanted to leave, but someone pressed her shoulders and pushed her back into the chair.

The follow-up is that more than once a night...