Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

Hot water vapor permeated the room, and Han Qingyun felt a little dizzy at a loss in this haze.

"I really think I've soaked it for too long..." Han Qingyun's whole body was about to burn, holding on to the tub, he still wanted to get up.

Xing Lao held him tightly: "Master, you haven't answered me yet."

Locked by Xing Lao's strong arm, Han Qingyun moved, but failed to break free. Instead, he felt something behind his head slowly raised his head, and immediately froze, and said with little confidence: "Didn't you say you won't overstep the rules?"

"Master, your blood can suppress my hostility, and your tears can heal my wounds. I..." Xing Luo lightly bit Han Qingyun's earlobe, seeing him trembling slightly, his face stained red, Satisfied with a smile, "I can also heal your wounds. We are destined to depend on each other, and the rule is that we must be together. If we don't become Taoist couples, that is breaking the rules."

Thinking about it this way, the relationship between the two is almost the same as that of a Taoist couple.

Han Qingyun did not refuse to become a Taoist couple with Xing Luo. On the contrary, when he heard Xing Luo's suggestion, his heart was still filled with anticipation and joy, but as a good and firm man, he really couldn't hold back his face. Same-sex marriage proposals are frankly yes.

Xing Luo was not in a hurry, and leaned on Han Qingyun's shoulder, waiting for his reply.

After a long time, the red wave in Han Qingyun's mind receded slightly, and he asked, "Then who is the groom?"

"Master, do you want to be the bride or the groom?" Xing Luo asked back.

Han Qingyun said without even thinking about it: "Of course it's the groom."

"Then it's settled." Xing Luo said with a smile, "We are all grooms."

The devil's disciples were extremely efficient. After Xing Luo ordered the wedding ceremony, they rushed out one after another to buy various items.

Within two days, Hua Ruoliu brought a few disciples and brought some rolls of red silk embroidered with dragons and phoenixes into Xing Lao's sleeping hall.

The disciples took a soft ruler and measured Xing Luo's body first, while Han Qingyun sat aside and gestured to Xing Luo's body with the satin.

Xing Luo is tall and well-proportioned, and extremely handsome, with thick black eyebrows and lacquer-like eyes. When he was wearing a moon white disciple uniform, he was gentle and polite; wearing a black robe in the Demon Cult, he has more facial features. A little bit of sharpness also made him more heroic; at the moment, he was set off by red satin, and he was a little bit unruly and flamboyant, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

After the disciples finished measuring Xing Luo, they turned to Han Qingyun, and Xing Luo took the soft ruler: "I'll do it."

The apprentice brother was jealous again, and he didn't even allow anyone to touch him after measuring his body.Han Qingyun chuckled, stood up, and spread his hands to cooperate with Xing Luo.

With so many disciples present watching, Xing Luo measured his body just like measuring his body, without any small movements.

Hua Ruoliu folded the red satin that was unfolded by Han Qingyun, and said angrily: "Originally, the young master got married, and the wedding dress had to be at least sewn with jiao silk, but those damn spiritual cultivators set up clothes around every big city." Put down a warning barrier to guard against demon cultivators, preventing us from going to the auction house to purchase."

"It's not just the big city. I heard from a disciple who just came back that the spiritual practitioners are going to set up barriers in all towns, and even set up barriers in the sea of ​​life and death to block our doors." A disciple said.

Unexpectedly, the major sects would suppress the Demon Cult so far.In this way, spiritual practitioners cannot enter the sea of ​​life and death, and demon cultivators cannot be born in the sea of ​​death.Wouldn't it be the same as being under house arrest for these demon cultivator disciples in the future?

"Hua Ruoliu." Han Qingyun suddenly said, "You let someone let the word out, just say that Xing Lao's hostility has been completely eliminated, and promise that the Demon Cult will never harm the mortal world again."

Xing Luo added: "Expell the Zuoshi family from the Devil's Cult, and from now on, anyone who has a demon cultivator who does evil will also be an enemy of my Devil's Cult."

Hua Ruoliu sneered, but did not refute anything, and led the disciples to leave.

"Flowers are like willows." Xing Luo called to stop her.

Only then did she remember that she had forgotten something, and took out two small packages, one for Han Qingyun and one for Xing Lao: "Here are the books and things you want."

Han Qingyun looked at Xing Luo's package curiously, Xing Luo opened a corner of the package, took out a box of pear blossom crisps from inside, stuffed it to Han Qingyun, and then quickly put the package in the Qiankun bag.

Without waiting for Han Qingyun to search, Xing Luo took the lead and said: "Master, what did you ask someone to bring?"

Han Qingyun opened the package without hope, and sure enough, there were some messy copies of wild books inside: "I'm still a little puzzled, and I want to check the books related to Qiongqi and hostility, it seems that the shopkeeper of the bookstore is right , there is no reliable book."

"Really?" Xing Luo took a copy casually, and read it seriously.

Han Qingyun also opened a book, flipping through it absent-mindedly: "Murong Haotian clearly said that there are two divine beasts enshrined in the secret realm of his house. According to him, Qiongqi is also a divine beast, but why do mortals call them ferocious beasts?" ? Where does the hostility come from?"

Xing Luo quietly took out the picture book that Hua Ruoliu had brought, and hid it behind the book to read: "The stories that are passed down in the world are mostly hearsay and not credible. As for hostility, since it can be eliminated, Master, don't worry anymore."

As the couple ceremony is approaching, the Demon Cult has changed its gloomy colors. Red silk ribbons are hung on the eaves, doors and windows, and occasionally a few blue tits land on them, making it even more gorgeous.

Seeing these fluttering joys, Han Qingyun became more nervous day by day.

In the past few days, Xing Luo suddenly became interested in those wild books, and he often reads them in his hand.However, Han Qingyun couldn't read at all, and was so nervous that he even lost his appetite. He put down the half-bitten pastry in his hand, and said he wanted to go out to get some air.

"I'll go with you." Xing Luo closed the book.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Han Qingyun always felt that the book was a bit thick, he waved his hand and said, "Go on, I want to walk alone."

It was rare for Xing Luo not to insist, Fang Han Qingyun left, and read the book seriously again.

Han Qingjun walked all the way to the seaside, looked around for no Demon Sect disciples, picked up the disciple's jade card, put his hand on the button, and released it twice before finally pressing it: "Little Junior Sister, is it convenient for you to talk?"

"Hey, remember that there is still my little junior sister? I heard that you are going to become a Taoist couple with Xing Luo. Why, if you have a husband, you don't need your natal family?" Qi Xia said like a cannonball, "When will you get married? I definitely won’t be able to go this time. After the limelight passes, I have to make up for my wedding wine. You can be together, and I have contributed a lot..."

"Little junior sister, thank you." Han Qingjun interrupted Qi Xia sincerely, "Actually, I want to ask you, when we get married, what should I... what should I do?"

"You want to ask how to operate the bridal chamber night?" Qi Xia put it bluntly, "If you don't ask Yunshui or Xiao Haotian about this kind of thing, how can you ask me?"

Xiao Yunshui looks as pure as white paper, it is impossible to understand these things, as for Murong Haotian, he is only two hundred and five years old, and his head is as old as his age, no matter who you are, Qi Xia...

Han Qingyun said truthfully: "You seem to understand quite well."

Like a girl who has read a lot of Tanmei novels...

"You are asking the right person. Although I have no practical experience, I still have a lot of theory." Qi Xia said, "But you don't have to worry too much about this matter, just leave it to Xing Lao."

"Leave it to him? I'm inexperienced, and I'm afraid I'll hurt him..." Han Qingyun said.

Qi Xia laughed out loud, shocked that Yu Han Qingyun didn't figure out her position: "It's okay, he won't hurt."

Han Qingyun was still a little worried, Qi Xia said again: "Don't think about it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. By the way, what token of marriage have you prepared?"

"Couple token?" Han Qingyun asked confusedly, "Do you still want a token?"

"Being a couple naturally requires tokens of love." Qi Xia said incredulously, "You're not unprepared, are you?"

The couple ceremony will be held tomorrow, Han Qingyun hurriedly said: "Stop talking, I'm going to prepare."

After hanging up the jade card, Han Qingyun felt worried, and even wanted a token of love. Now that the spiritual cultivators have set up an enchantment in the sea of ​​life and death, no one can get out. Where can I get the token...

He poured out the contents of the Qiankun bag, rummaged for a long time, and finally picked a piece of fine white jade spar from the secret realm of the Southland, and decided to make something himself.

Using spiritual power as a knife, Han Qingyun scratched and carved on the spar until the setting sun touched the sea level, and only then did he carve a messy outline.

"Master." Xing Luo called him not far away.

Han Qingyun quickly hid the white jade spar, and went back to the bedroom with him as if nothing had happened.

In the middle of the night, the two were lying side by side on the couch, Han Qingyun quietly opened one eye, peeked at Xing Luo, observed for a while, and made sure that he was asleep, then tiptoed out of the bed, sat on the edge and continued to carve love token.

Xing Luo opened his eyes, looked at his back and snickered.

Han Qingyun turned his head as if feeling something, Xing Luo immediately closed his eyes and kept his breathing steady, Han Qingyun continued to turn his head and struggle unconsciously.

When the dawn was approaching, he finally repaired and carved the spar, strung it with a red string and put it in his arms.

Han Qingyun was sleepy and often didn't get up until after noon, so Xing Luo set the couple's wedding ceremony in the evening.

The rays of the sun dyed the sky red, making the silk ribbons redder and more festive.

The disciples of the Devil's Cult lit the lanterns with the word "Happy" on them, and welcomed the two newcomers into the main hall.

Hua Ruoliu's rare sincere smile was like a flower, and she kowtowed heavily to the tablets of the Demon Lord and Demon Queen, stood up and straightened her clothes, and recited the standard master of ceremonies lines in a crisp voice.

Han Qingyun and Xing Luo bowed to heaven and earth, to Xing Luo's parents' tablets, and to each other amidst the hustle and bustle of demon disciples' blessings, and followed the last long sentence of "Send to the bridal chamber—" Surrounded by his disciples, he entered the sleeping hall.

After a hundred years, the Demon Cult finally ushered in another happy event, and the rest of the disciples sat down one after another, chatting and laughing while drinking.

"Why did the young master marry a male concubine?" a female disciple asked.

Hua Ruoliu gave her a blank look: "The young master likes it, can you control it?"

"Alas..." The female disciple sighed softly, "No wonder the young master doesn't look at me directly, it turns out he likes men."

"Alas..." The male disciple next to him also sighed, rough and unrestrained, "I should have been more courteous if I knew it earlier, maybe today's honor is mine!"

Hua Ruoliu slapped the male disciple hard on the forehead: "You are guarding outside the young master's hall every day, when has he been looking at you? Shut up everyone, it's useless to think about it. Our young master's heart is full. , are all stuffed by the young lady."

In the dormitory, the last disciple poured the hen wine, bowed his body and retreated, and closed the hall door.

Xing Luo took out a strangely shaped jade from his bosom.There is a lock the size of a little finger at each end of this object, and a small ring in the middle, connecting the two locks together.

"This is a concentric lock." Xing Luo injected spiritual power into one of the locks and handed it to Han Qingyun.

Han Qingyun understood it at a glance, and injected spiritual power into the other lock.

The two jade locks turned one blue and one red at first, and the color flowed up to the small ring in the center like flowing water, and then spread to the other lock. The two colors slowly entangled, and finally formed a wave-like pattern.

Xing Luo touched the small ring with his fingertips, and the ring disappeared. He put two small locks on red strings and tied them to their wrists respectively.

He flicked his wrist, and pressed it against Han Qingyun's wrist, Xiaohuan reappeared, linking the two of them: "From then on, we are locked together, and neither of us can leave each other."

Han Qingyun moved his hand, moved away and approached again, Xiaohuan disappeared, but he could always feel that the breath of Xing Lao in the other small lock echoed his own.

"Bring out Yingxin." Han Qingyun took out the jade pendant of Lian Yediao and tied it to the handle of Yingxin's knife. She also felt a little disgusted, "It's not very pretty..."

"Why is it not good-looking." Xing Luo smiled and played with the saber, "This kitten is so cute, just like Master."

Han Qingyun choked for a moment.

"Isn't it a kitten?" Xing Luo observed Yupei again and again, and he could see that it was an animal with four legs. Although it didn't look like a cat, it was closer to a cat than other four-legged animals.

"This is Bai Ze..." Han Qingyun said without confidence.

He hoped that the divine beast Bai Ze could protect Xing Lao, but it was too difficult to carve this thing. He had to trim it several times to make it look a bit better.You must know that the first finished product is completely a crooked ball with four branches...

"Don't look." Han Qingyun picked up the wine glass and stuffed it into Xing Luo's hand, "Drink."

"At the moment of spring night, it seems that the master can't wait." Xing Luo took the wine glass with a smirk, wrapped Han Qingyun's hand, and drank it in one gulp.

The wine was very strong, and my whole body warmed up. Han Qingyun put down the wine glass, his sides were slightly hot, and put his hands on Xing Luo's shoulders: "A Luo... I have no experience, you can take it easy."

Xing Luo didn't say anything, just leaned down.

Han Qingyun subconsciously closed her eyes, but did not wait for the expected kiss.

Xing Luo leaned his head on his shoulder, buried his face on the side of his neck, slowly rubbing his hands, and hugged him tightly with both hands, clasping his hands.

"Ah Luo, I can't move with you like this..." Han Qingyun shrank her neck.

"Mmm...Master..." Xing Luo spoke inarticulately.

Han Qingyun twisted her neck with difficulty, and seeing Xing Luo's slightly narrowed eyes and flushed face, he seemed to be drunk.

"You drink so badly?" Han Qingyun helplessly wanted to help Xinglao, but he was restrained and could only take him to the couch like a conjoined twin.

"Master..." Xing Luo muttered, and loosened his hand a little.

Han Qingyun immediately pulled out his hands, and the next moment, Xing Luo entangled him again, this time using his legs, hanging on Han Qingyun like a sloth.

Han Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only let him hold her like this.

The bright red wedding clothes of the two were still on, Han Qingyun touched Xing Lao's Qiankun bag with his hand, and suddenly remembered the mysterious package a few days ago, so he secretly opened the Qiankun bag and turned the package out.

When I opened it, I found a stack of very explicit picture books inside, all of which were male plus male, and various feelings and precautions were noted beside the pictures.In addition, there is a small porcelain jar, which contains creamy ointment.

Han Qingyun flipped through the book, and soon knew the usefulness of this ointment.

These picture books were just in time, Qi Xia refused to tell him, so he just took advantage of this to learn.

Han Qingjun looked at the picture album seriously, and after studying a few pages, his face became very hot.If you look at it any further, people will be on fire.

He quickly closed the book and put it back to its original place. Under Xing Luo's restraint, he lay down as flat as possible, closed his eyes and turned on the sage mode.

He fell asleep without knowing it, and when he woke up the next day, Xing Luo no longer pestered him, and lay peacefully beside him.

Han Qingyun turned sideways and looked at Xing Luo. It was obvious that the two of them had been sleeping together for a long time, but at this moment, their relationship was different from the past. They could do some, even all things beyond the rules...

Han Qingyun raised his finger and poked Xing Luo's tall nose. When he retracted his finger, a black silk thread stuck to his fingertip.

"Hair?" Han Qingyun twisted the strand, and suddenly found that it was a strand of hostility.

He immediately turned his spiritual power into a blade, ready to bleed.At this moment, Xing Luo opened his eyes and clasped his hands tightly.

The blood-red pupils stared straight at Han Qingyun, but there was no reflection inside.

The overwhelming black hostility diffused from Xing Luo's body, wrapping around Han Qingyun's limbs.

"A Luo! Wake up..."

Han Qingyun's last words dissipated, and he was dragged into the hostility...