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After he reminded them, everyone remembered that Bai Yang was naked and looked embarrassed.

Especially the female cultivators from the Yaoguang Holy Land, their faces flushed as they hurriedly flew away on their swords. Han Changshan secretly watched the joke for a while and then left with his people.

Bai Yang was so angry that his hair stood on end. He clenched his fists and accused Su Junli in front of his disciples for the first time:

"Junior brother, this is the good disciple you taught, humph"

......

When he returned to his room at the Purple Gold Inn, Shi Yao laughed so hard that he fell on the couch, holding his belly:

"Haha, didn't you see, when he hummed, his eyebrows raised and two streams of cold air came out of his nose, just like an old ox, it was so funny, hahahaha"

Su Junli glared at him coldly, stretched out his hand and raised the dragon tendon as a whip, and lashed at him, but Shi Yao grabbed it with his backhand.

"What are you doing? Isn't what I said image-wise?"

"Shi Yao, you are disobedient to your elders and disrespectful. Today, I will punish you with ten lashes on behalf of the Wanjian Sect's master. If you still don't let go,

Seeing that he was really angry, Shi Yao stood up, took off his shirt, combed his hair to expose his back, and said with his head tilted:

"let's hit"

Su Junli didn't expect that he wouldn't even say a soft word. She was so angry that she whipped him hard, and immediately a blood mark was engraved on Shi Yao's back.

"You are a rebellious traitor. It's ok that you are naughty on weekdays, but today you embarrassed the elders in front of those two sect members. Do you know your mistake?"

Shi Yao's eyes were cold:

"Bai Yang deserves it. He is just a dirty and shameless villain..."

Two whips hit his back fiercely. Even someone as tough as Shi Yao couldn't help but groan and clenched his fists.

003 was a little anxious: "Host, you should admit your mistake. You are bleeding."

Moreover, it vaguely felt that there was some suppressed riot in Shi Yao's body, which made it frightened.

He tried his best to suppress the dark devil in Shi Yao's eyes as he turned his back to him. A fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat. He didn't make a sound, but some of it overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Su Junli's hands were shaking. The dragon's tendons could be used as weapons when they were hard. When he struck it, it felt like thousands of silver needles piercing his body. Others would beg for mercy after being whipped once, but this traitor refused to admit his fault even after being whipped three times...

He couldn't do it anymore, and held his head with a headache:

"What exactly do you want? What good will it bring to you if you offend Bo Yang?"

Shi Yao heard the reluctance in his voice, hid the murderous intent in his eyes, bent his body and suddenly started coughing.

Su Junli walked over and was surprised to see blood on the corner of his mouth. She was a little panicked:

"Did I hit you so hard? Why are you vomiting blood? Sit down quickly."

After helping Shi Yao to the couch, he turned around and wanted to find Qi Shan to get medicine, but Shi Yao grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"He dared to covet you. This time he got away with it. Master, you shouldn't be so cruel to beat me for him."

If Shi Yao had responded sharply, Su Junli would have had a plan to deal with it, but now he was openly complaining about his grievances, which made him feel distressed, but he couldn't let go of his master's face.

He glared at him reproachfully:

"I should have let you in earlier. If you put yourself in their shoes, you wouldn't have laughed at others so recklessly."

"No, I'm freezing, you'll hate me now."

It took Su Junli a long time to figure out what he meant. He was both angry and ashamed. He couldn't get rid of this apprentice and couldn't teach him well. He closed his eyes in frustration and didn't want to pay any attention to this man.

Shi Yao stared at him quietly for a while, then couldn't help but kiss him, even his hands became restless.

Su Junli didn't expect that he still wanted to...

"Let go, you're still injured"

"No, you hit me, you hit me for him"

It seemed as if he was not paying attention to these accusations. Su Junli somehow reluctantly followed Shi Yao's orders, even fearing that it would hurt the man's wound... and cooperated obediently.

The next day, when the sky was bright, the bed was covered with blood. Su Junli's face was paler than Shi Yao's. His dog apprentice wiped the blood off his back with satisfaction:

"I did it a long time ago. You look so scared. It's okay."

Su Junli wanted to beat him to death, his voice trembling: "I told you to stop, why are you like this..."

He simply didn't know how to describe it, but Shi Yao just held him nonchalantly, his voice magnetic:

"It's your fault. It's your fault that I'm so crazy. What can I do?"

Su Junli turned around and met Shi Yao's affectionate eyes, which made his heart pound. Their eyes were intertwined, and even the air around them became ambiguous and thin.

Shi Yao pressed his lips against his and murmured with a sigh:

"Su Junli, how long do I have to keep calling you Master before you have mercy on me?"

These words made Su Junli's heart burn. His mind went blank. He was bewitched and hooked his arms around Shi Yao's neck and offered his lips to him.

My heart was in turmoil, and everything was on the verge of getting out of control...

In the next few days, Shi Yao lived a very leisurely life.

The usually aloof Immortal Venerable Ye Heng seemed to have broken through the cold jade on the outside and revealed his soft heart to him. Although he was a man of few words, he became more and more nagging day by day.

"Eat less spicy food. You should avoid this when taking medicine."

Su Junli snatched the spicy chicken from his hand and put it on the table.

Shi Yao looked out the window at the disciples practicing sword in the backyard and asked jokingly:

"Master, the sect competition is about to start. Why don't you urge me to go down and practice sword skills? Aren't you afraid that I will embarrass you?"

Su Junli was stunned. That was true. He seemed to not really care whether Shi Yao could show up in the secret realm and bring honor to the sect.

Compared to this, he was actually worried that he would get into trouble again. It was very dangerous there, and he was not there...

Seeing that Su Junli looked unhappy, Shi Yao thought he was angry, so he closed the window and walked over:

"You take it seriously? Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. But I'm not sure about Bo Yang's disciples."

This was obviously referring to Zeng Shiyong. Su Junli angrily slapped the hand from her waist:

"It's already this late, and you're still not serious. I have a feeling that Si Ming and his companions have not gone to the Demon Realm. They must have some plans, and they might be making some moves in the secret realm."

It's not maybe, it's certain.

The water mirror spell under the ice pond was written by him. If it could be obtained by the people of Xuanyin Sect, it must be that someone from the Demon Realm colluded with Si Ming.

That person's purpose must be not simple, and he just took this opportunity to explore the secret realm.

However, in order to reassure Su Junli, Shi Yao quietly changed the subject:

"Master, in the past two days, many people from the sects have come to Longyuan North Territory. You don't know, these people are very interesting in private."

"interesting?"

Shi Yao blinked and raised his eyebrows in gossip:

"Yes, the wife of the leader of Yukun Sect was Han Changshan's maid before he became famous. Why didn't Yuqing, a female cultivator from Yaoguang Holy Land, come? It's because the three of them were jealous of each other when they were young, and also..."

Su Junli was dumbfounded, and the great sect competition held every thirty years in the cultivation world also arrived as scheduled...