I Am the Righteous Master

"There is one more volume, I just counted it." An Qingtan said coldly.

Well, nothing can be hidden from the master.

Jiang Yun reluctantly handed over the last scroll of jade slips.

An Qingtan picked up a jade slip, stood up, and slapped his disciple gently on the head.

The beating didn't hurt so much that Jiang Yun reminded me of the arrival of Patriarch Bodhi and Monkey Sun.

However, he and An Qingtan slept in the same bed, so he didn't have to run to preach in the middle of the night.

"Yun'er." An Qingtan raised her master's air and began to teach her a lesson.

"The disciple is here."

Jiang Yun lowered his head and didn't know where to put his eyes, so he looked at Master's white tender jade feet.

An Qingtan took off his shoes and stepped on the mat with bare feet to teach his apprentice.

Her jade feet are white and delicate, neither big nor small, with perfect foot shape, which makes people have the urge to put them in the palm of their hands and play with them carefully.

"The color is a bone scraping steel knife." An Qingtan looked serious, stretched out a slender jade finger, and poked Tu'er's forehead, "As the holy son of our Xuantian Sect, how can you see such a thing Woolen cloth?"

Chapter 40 Not good, my secret is out!

"It's not that I don't let you be close to women, but don't you know your current physical condition?"

An Qingtan raised a small face, "The lonely yin doesn't grow long, and the only yang doesn't grow. You've seen these things, and no one is cultivating with you. Once the true yang is aroused, it will impact the two forces of righteousness and demons in the body, in case something really happens. What do you do?"

She was really angry.

In Jiang Yun's current state, the two forces in his body are entangled and strangled, which is like walking a tightrope on a cliff.

When he said this, An Qingtan felt aggrieved, thinking about his body every day, and wished to fly over and pull him back from the edge of the cliff.

As a result, the rebel was not only disobedient, but also insisted on jumping off the cliff...

She bit her lip, thinking that this disobedient disciple doesn't know how to be considerate of her master, he knows how much he worries about him...

"Actually, it's not that easy to happen..."

Jiang Yun muttered in his heart, he felt that he could hold it.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." An Qingtan picked up the jade slip angrily and patted Jiang Yun's head, "Don't even try."

Although she has no personnel, she has practiced for hundreds of years, and she has a good girlfriend who is the owner of the Miaoyu Pavilion.

Every day in Miaoyu Pavilion, cultivator Yujian flew up and carried it down on stretcher.

If a man can hold on to it, he is in hell.

"If someone really does double cultivation with you, it's okay, maybe they can relieve the two powers of righteousness and demons in your body."

An Qingtan babbled, "But now you're not in Miaoyu Pavilion... No, Miaoyu Pavilion is not good either, you are not allowed to get close to those little goblins..."

She took the four scrolls of jade slips handed over by Jiang Yun, together with the following jade slip that he didn't have time to take away, put them on the case, and then sat in front of Jiang Yun:

"I have confiscated these things, and I will return them to you when you are in good health."

An Qingtan looked at Tu'er, her delicate little face, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, an expression like I'm angry, come and coax me.

"Okay, Master, my disciple is wrong."

Jiang Yun stood up, leaned over, stretched out his hands, put his thumbs on Master's delicate eyebrows, and gently rubbed the frowning eyebrows.

"Master, don't be angry, I just took it in because I was curious..."

He got up and walked around behind An Qingtan, reached out and gently rubbed her shoulder, letting her tense body slowly relax.

Jiang Yun's voice is gentle and his movements are gentle:

"I know that Master cares about my body, Master, don't worry, I'm not someone who jokes about my life...

Besides, if something really happens to me, Master, you will be very sad, I don't want this..."

"Be cheeky, I won't be sad, it's all your own making..." An Qingtan snorted.

"Well, just treat me as being affectionate."

Jiang Yun smiled, reached out and stroked An Qingtan's snow-white and delicate neck, and pinched Master's face a few times by the way:

"So Master, don't be angry, okay?"

Disciple, dare to pinch your master's face... An Qingtan snorted, but there was no anger in her heart.

Jiang Yun rubbed Master's shoulders for a while, then looked at the five-volume erotic pictures in front of her, and blinked.

Then he raised his hand and pointed out, sealing the "spring intent" contained in the erotic palace picture.

The secret power that can affect the cultivator's soul has been blocked, and now these five volumes of the Erotic Palace are just a more exquisite book.

"...What are you sealing it for, I won't read this kind of thing." An Qingtan glanced at the five jade slips.

"What if Master made a mistake that day?" Jiang Yun thought about Master very much.

Low EQ: I know you want to see it!

Gao Emotional Intelligence: Master, you must have accidentally read it wrong.

An Qingtan gave an "um", nodded, and did not object.

After coaxing Master, Jiang Yun got up and prepared to go to work.

When he has time in the afternoon, he still has to go to the door to thank the old genius doctor Lu.

After Jiang Yun left the residence.

An Qingtan put down the bamboo slip in his hand.

She looked left and right, and after a moment of hesitation, she reached out to the scroll of erotic pictures.

Well, she was just curious to see it.

An Qingtan felt that she could hold it.

But when he was about to touch the jade slip, An Qingtan stopped.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something.

Among the piles of bamboo slips and jade slips that Jiang Yun poured out, there are some sundries mixed in.

What attracted An Qingtan was a beautifully decorated wooden box.

"What is this?"

An Qingtan looked suspicious.

For some reason, when she looked at this wooden box, she had a strange intuition.

She vaguely felt that there was a big secret of Jiang Yun hidden in this wooden box.

After hesitating for a moment, An Qingtan reached out and took the wooden box over—

Although it is very offensive to flip other people's things, but this is his own disciple, not an outsider...

Moreover, this box was thrown to the ground by Jiang Yun like this, and it is not a very private item.

"I'll just take a look and put it back on him later, and I won't tell others about Yun'er's secret..."

An Qingtan took a deep breath and opened the box.

Inside are neatly arranged, different thicknesses...

White silk.

An Qingtan: "..."

What a secret!

As the best friend of the Great Demon Venerable and the owner of Miaoyu Pavilion who has practiced for more than 300 years.

An Qingtan had seen this kind of thing.

Her cheeks were slightly red.

In An Qingtan's understanding, this kind of white silk stockings with a smooth texture and thin as a cicada's wings has always been the clothes worn by the witches of the Miaoyu Pavilion, and it is by no means serious clothes.

Although she is the Demon Venerable of the Xuantian Sect, due to her personality, An Qingtan always dresses conservatively.

She even wears a nightgown to her ankles, let alone touches something like Baisi.

"...It's still light, you can see everything below, can you wear this dress..."

An Qingtan blushed and unfolded a thin white stocking.

She looked at the length of the stockings, which were just right, as if they were designed for her legs.

Or, it is specially selected for yourself.

"...Rebel, must be thinking of something bad..."

An Qingtan bit her lip, and her face became more and more ashamed.

She could also guess with her toes that when this scoundrel was buying white silk, she must have been thinking about her legs.

Maybe even thinking about something on the jade slip...

An Qingtan's breathing quickened slightly, and the blush on her cheeks even spread to the tips of her ears.

the other side.

Jiang Yun, who had just left the residence and was riding in a carriage, was suddenly shocked—

He seemed to have forgotten something.

Jiang Yun hurriedly turned over the storage wrench, and his heart sank immediately.

The wooden box he bought a few days ago that contained Baisi disappeared.

There is a high probability that when pouring things, the wooden box is also poured out.

Think of the master is sorting out his pile of clutter...

Jiang Yun felt a chill in his heart: