After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"If you want someone, you have to pass the old man first."

Xuan Yuan stood in the middle, like the guardian of Xianmen Mountain, blocking everyone out.

"Old Xuanyuan, it seems that you really don't take our six sects seriously, so I don't need to be polite."

Li Xun held the long sword in his hand and was about to make a move.

Behind, came an old man shaking a lupine.

"The real Yuanyang!"

Seeing the people coming, everyone took a few steps back, except for Li Xun who was standing in the middle!

After all, this is also a highly respected elder of Xianmen, and these younger generations dare not offend him at all.

"Li Xun, what are you doing here? Why don't you stay in your Kunlun Mountains."

Master Yuanyang's face was full of helplessness, this old fox never stopped for a moment.

Li Xun's face changed slightly when he saw the real person Yuanyang, but he didn't back down half a step.

"Yuanyang, there is a person who secretly hides the demons in the secret door mountain. This suzerain brings everyone to fight, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Master Yuanyang's white brows frowned, and the feather fan in his hand shook even faster.

"People of the demon clan, old suzerain, you are old and dim, how can there be people of the demon clan in Xianmen Mountain?"

Li Xun sneered, "Jun Qianyin's apprentice, hand him over."

He didn't want to spend too much time talking with these two old men!

Today, people must be brought back.

"Li Xun, you came to my Xianmen Mountain to be an important person openly, do you really think that there is no one in our Xianmen Mountain?"

Xuan Yuan's energetic words spread to every corner of Xianmen Mountain.

The breath around him burst out in an instant.

A silver-white fairy power with a golden halo quickly spread to the surroundings.

Some disciples beside him, even those with shallow cultivation bases, took a few steps back.

The only one who stood still was Li Xun, the suzerain of Xiaoyao Mountain.

The Lord of Tianmen Mountain is even more of a female class, and he can't resist it at all.

Li Xun was shocked.

Xuan Yuan unexpectedly reached the demigod realm one step ahead of him!

It seems that this person can't get it today...

The next few suzerains acted according to the wind. Seeing the suzerain of Xianmen Mountain arrive at the demigod domain, how could they dare to say a word.

I'm afraid that Xuanyuan will be unhappy, and if they are used for surgery, they are all people who have lived for hundreds of years. Who doesn't love life?

"Xuan Yuan, it seems that you really want to fight against the Hundred Schools of Immortals."

"Sect Master Li, we don't have any actual evidence either. Or, let's go back first and make a long-term plan." The Sect Master of Xiaoyao Mountain stood up embarrassingly.

They didn't want to be caught in the struggle between the two.However, the conditions offered by Sect Master Li are too tempting.

The people in Xianmen are divided into two major sects, the six sects led by Li Xun, and Xuanyun Mountain attached to Xianmen Mountain.

"What did you say?"

The suzerain of Xiaoyao Mountain has already shown signs of retreating!

"Sect Master Li, we say you don't have any actual evidence for this matter, why don't you go back and have a long-term plan."

The owner of Tianmen Mountain is a middle-aged woman with a very beautiful appearance and shrewdness in her eyes.

The other three sects also showed a one-sided trend.

Li Xun's old face was full of anger, he was a bunch of fools! !

But he can't do anything about it. The six sects seem to be united, but in fact they seem to be at odds with each other. Each sect has its own plans.

Such a big movement at the gate of the mountain did not affect the two people in the room.

"Master... this is not good, how can I change your clothes." The young man's voice trembled slightly.

Jun Qianyin sat on the edge of the bed with half-failed clothes, the gauze next to her slipped to her shoulders, exposing her snow-white skin to the air.

The boy's hand was already on his waist, which was about to untie the ribbon.

The pitch-black pupil glanced at the skin exposed to the air from time to time, but didn't dare to stay longer.

Jun Qianyin leaned weakly to one side, her crimson lips were a little pale.

"Ah Yan, Master doesn't have the strength to raise his hand. If you can't, call Senior Brother here."

Hearing this, Ye Junyan untied the precarious belt around his waist in a panic.

"No... I can... I can change clothes for Master, I don't need Uncle Gu."

He... doesn't want others to see Master's appearance, no one can...

As the white clothes fell off, a snow-white body with a halo appeared in front of his eyes.

Ye Junyan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his pitch-black eyes instantly filled with darkness...

In my mind, I have imagined the appearance of the master without clothes countless times, and I have not seen the shock with my own eyes.

Such a beautiful master, for him to take one more look, would be... blasphemy.

Jun Qianyin looked at the young boy in a daze, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which disappeared in an instant.

"Ah Yan?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Junyan slowly came to his senses, and immediately shifted his gaze.

Picking up the quilt next to her, she wrapped Jun Qianyin tightly around her body, leaving only one head exposed.

"Master, Ah Yan... I'll get you some clothes."

Ye Junyan ran behind the screen as if fleeing.

The image of Shizun lying on the bed with no clothes on has always been in my mind.

He slapped himself hard, reminding himself not to think about that picture again.

But, it's useless, it's like... touching the smooth skin of Master.

A warm feeling hit, something flowed out of his nose, he raised his hand to touch...

Ye Junyan wiped the blood off his face indiscriminately before going to get Jun Qianyin's snow-white robe.

"Master, I brought you a white dress."

When Ye Junyan walked out, he didn't dare to look directly at Jun Qianyin's face.

Jun Qianyin lifted the quilt on her chest, "Well, change it for Master."

Ye Junyan sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head to change Jun Qianyin's clothes.

From time to time, his fingers touched the smooth and delicate skin, which made him palpitate.

So soft, as soft as Master's lips...

There was a smile hidden in Jun Qianyin's cold eyes, and he pinched the young boy's thin face.

"Ah Yan, why don't you look up."

Ye Junyan raised his head slightly, but still lowered his eyes.

Jun Qianyin frowned slightly, "Ah Yan, why don't you look at Master, is it because you hate Master?"

"No... no."

A look of panic flashed across the young handsome face.

How could he hate Master...

Jun Qianyin's slender fingers lifted the boy's chin, making him forcefully raise his head.

What caught my eye was a beautiful and deserted face, and Ye Junyan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Ah Yan, why are you blushing and hot?"

Jun Qianyin stroked the young man's forehead with the other hand, and it was indeed a little hot, but it was not a normal fever.

"No, the room is a bit stuffy, Ah Yan went out to get some air."

Ye Junyan's forehead was beaded with sweat, his whole body was about to explode, and he was about to leave when Jun Qianyin grabbed his wrist again!