I Am the Righteous Master

Luo Qingqiu's face turned red, and he reached out to shake Jiang Yun's shoulder, but he hugged him even tighter.

Looking at that handsome side face, this swordsman genius of the Black Lotus Sect felt a little complicated.

"How...how did it become like this?"

He is the holy son of Xuantian Sect, she is the elder of the Black Lotus Sect, and the master of the Holy Son of the Black Lotus Sect.

Obviously it should belong to the enemy, but...

Ever since he took Daoyan's two life flowers and lost his body to him, things have become wrong.

Luo Qingqiu could feel that her mentality had changed a lot.

"Lomi people... usually get up... um... so early?"

Jiang Yun was in a daze and said vaguely.

"ah……"

Luo Qingqiu, who was in a trance thinking about something, let out an exclamation, and was taken aback by Jiang Yun's sudden appearance.

He was obviously still asleep just now, why did he suddenly wake up, and...

She reached out to push him away, but couldn't.

"You...you hurry up, Mo'er will come over later!"

Luo Qingqiu stretched out her slender white hand, and patted Jiang Yun's shoulder in a panic.

"Huh? What is she doing here... tsk goo...?"

Jiang Yun yawned halfway, and continued to babble.

"You...um, alas..."

Luo Qingqiu was anxious and angry, Jiang Yun hugged her and did not let go, and she had nothing to do with him.

"When Mo'er was in the sect, she would come to greet me every morning...

How can it work if she sees me in the same room with a man..."

Luo Qingqiu felt resentful and resentful in his heart, thinking that he was a majestic Demon Lord, how could he always be bullied by him.

"Tsk... Gu, the master-student love is deep."

Jiang Yun raised his head, clicked his tongue, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"How about I invite her to be a guest at Xuantian Sect... um... I'm envious, tsk tsk..."

"Hmm... You, you are not allowed... You are not allowed to have bad thoughts about Mo'er... Phew."

Luo Qingqiu took a deep breath.

"I, uh... I owe you, you are fine, but Moer, Moer is a good boy."

"It's just a guest, to exchange questions on cultivation, where did Fairy Luo think?"

Jiang Yun refused to let go, "Tsk tsk... Chirp, the relationship between you master and apprentice is really good."

"Yes, right."

Luo Qingqiu felt a little complacent, puffed out his chest, and snorted.

"Mo'er is very well-behaved, and greets me every day.

It is even more common to massage and beat your back... It must be much more intimate than the relationship between your male and female masters and apprentices. "

Jiang Yun: "Well..."

Although I really don't want to hit Fairy Luo.

But Jiang Yun can be sure that the relationship between Luo Qingqiu and Lin Moer's master-student relationship is compared with his relationship with An Qingtan——

Certainly not a short distance.

"Fairy Luo, don't worry, I'm not a person who is blinded by sex."

Jiang Yun let go, and took the initiative to give in, saying that he was very principled.

"There are quite a lot of girls in my back house, so I don't really have any thoughts about your apprentice."

Luo Qingqiu quickly wiped it a few times, and after a moment of hesitation, she bit her lip:

"You... you said you still have quite a few... Taoist companions?"

"What, are you jealous?"

Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows, put his elbows on his face, and lay on his side, looking at the sword fairy beauty in front of him.

There was a bit of a smile on his face.

"no!"

Luo Qingqiu looked at the handsome man in front of him, gritted his teeth and denied it.

"Who, who would be jealous... I'm just asking to see... what other good women have been harmed by you..."

"Luomei, being arrogant will ruin your life."

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand to lift Luo Qingqiu's chin, admiring the small appearance of this sword fairy beauty.

"What are you talking about? It's just some incomprehensible words..."

Luo Qingqiu pouted dissatisfiedly.

Jiang Yun chuckled, without saying a word, and kissed this beautiful face.

Chapter 150 Three Blood God Sect, Mingxuan Heart

Three poles in the sun.

Luo Qingqiu came out of the room very late.

His brows and eyes are cold, his body is dressed in plain clothes like snow, and a long sword hangs from his waist, dignified and dignified.

The master's recent schedule is very different from that in the Black Lotus Sect. Lin Mo'er guessed in her heart that she probably suffered a serious injury.

Even when she went to greet Master this morning, she didn't let herself into the room, and when she talked to herself, her voice was intermittent.

That Holy Son of Xuantian Sect is really amazing...

Lin Mo'er thought to herself, and felt a little pity.

Such a genius was eventually obliterated by Master's suppression.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, little friend Lin."

Jiang Yun, dressed in a black robe and a golden mask on his face, came out of the room and greeted the master and apprentice.

"Hello, Senior Jiang."

Lin Mo'er's eyebrows were curved, she was very obedient, "Senior, there is breakfast arranged in the posthouse, do you want to go with me, senior?"

Jiang Yun smiled: "Okay, then little friend Lau Lin will lead the way."

This kind of feeling of being a senior is quite interesting.

"it is good."

Lin Mo'er led the way, Jiang Yun walked behind, seeing no one around, so he stroked Luo Meiren's buttocks.

Luo Qingqiu's pretty face blushed, and she wanted to avoid it, but he hugged her waist again.

Lin Mo'er felt the movement behind her, and when she looked back, she saw her master's expression was indifferent, Senior Jiang was there, it seemed that she had misheard.

Come to the dining hall.

Unlike Xuantian Sect, due to regional differences, the eating habits in Longxiang City are more colorful.

Jiang Yun tore open a soup bag, and the sticky soup flowed out along the crack, overflowing with aroma.

Lin Mo'er also had a soup dumpling on her plate, her food was more elegant than Jiang Yun's.

"Hmm... It's worse than Master's craftsmanship."

Lin Mo'er took a small bite and commented.

"Fellow Daoist Luo can still cook?"

Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked at Luo Qingqiu.

While eating, he took off the mask.

For Jiang Yun, the greater function of this mask is to cover up his own cultivation, not to cover up his appearance.

It's just that his current face has also been modified by secret methods, and it is not his real appearance.

"My master is very powerful."

Lin Mo'er nodded, "The meat buns she made are bigger and softer than those in Longxiang City."

"Fellow Daoist Luo is really... great."

Jiang Yun had a delicate expression, "If I have the chance... I would like to try it."

"Cough, cough..."

As if being choked, Luo Qingqiu coughed.

When Lin Mo'er wasn't paying attention, Fairy Luo gave Jiang Yun a blank look with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

Didn't you already...

Luo Qingqiu bit her lip, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Leaving aside the different thoughts of several people at the dining table, Hong Tiangang was nowhere to be seen after breakfast.

Jiang Yun asked the maid about the whereabouts of the Lord Hong, and only then did he know that the representatives of the Blood God Sect and the Immortal Palace were going to be here today, and Hong Tiangang went out of the city early in the morning to meet him.

After a stick of incense.

Hong Tiangang's figure appeared in front of the posthouse, followed by two figures behind him.

One was wearing a blood-colored long dress, her hair was tied up in a high bun, and she had an extremely beautiful face, but she was a woman.