Wearing a book: I conquer the male protagonist with my beauty

Different from other sects' personal teaching and inheritance, and Master Luoyang doesn't like to talk too much, Duan Haotian can choose to attend lectures in the school with other disciples, or he can practice on his own.

Since he ran away last night, he has been thinking about how to deal with Luo Yang.After all, he had sworn that he would take down Burning City without hurting anyone.

As a result, I stayed up all night, but I didn't think of a trick, sitting is worse than walking, so I came to the school, trying to catch a clue from the divergent opinions!

Today is the first class for introductory disciples, and the topic that Mr. explained is the history of Burning City for nearly a thousand years——

The white-haired old man folded his sleeves and sat on the high platform: "If we talk about the major events that happened in the past thousands of years, only the one about the peerless genius Duan Mu a thousand years ago is the most regrettable."

Suddenly hearing the word "Duan Mu", Duan Haotian's fugue was pulled back.

The old man continued: "It is written in the records that this little brother Mu has a peerless talent. He has cultivated to the Void Refining Realm within two years of his entry. He is a well-deserved genius!"

There was a lot of surprise and hot discussion, but they were also puzzled: "How is this senior brother now? Has he experienced calamity and ascended? He has gone to the heaven to become a god?"

The old man sighed and shook his head: "No, no, if this little brother Duan is still alive, it's just a matter of time to ascend through calamities, it's a pity..."

Everyone frowned: "Such a talented genius has died? What happened? That's the cultivation base of the Void Refining Realm?"

The old gentleman: "In the final analysis, I was defeated by feelings!"

The bottom urged: "Sir, please speak quickly!"

"Thousands of years ago, besides this talented little senior brother, there was also a sixth senior brother in Fencheng. Speaking of this sixth senior brother, he was a peerless beauty that was unique in the entire world of cultivating immortals. Little brother Duan is miserable!"

"Thousands of years ago, little brother Duan was bewitched by the stunning demon cultivator and released the ancient giant beast, which caused a sea of ​​corpses and blood in Haiwu Dacheng overnight. No one was spared. So far, little brother Duan has suffered a terrible punishment."

"After the torture, it seems that the demon cultivator was caught and wiped out in one fell swoop. But at this point, the little brother Duan was sluggish, sealed his heart, and had the so-called revenge on the world of cultivators, saying that it was to avenge the sixth senior brother of the demon cultivator !"

His scalp tingled when he heard: "Did he kill someone?"

The old gentleman shook his head: "No, he just hid the person and lied about killing him, and then he was killed by all the immortals. Unexpectedly, after three years, all the missing people came back, and everyone realized it. Little senior brother has never harmed anyone..."

"So, choosing a partner needs to be taken seriously, don't fall in love casually, so that you will be trapped by love and kill yourself!"

Emotional?

The story is mediocre, and she even collided with her father!However, his father is a generation of demon kings, how could he be a rebellious dog of the immortal sect!but……

The word "emotional" broke into his mind and made him think deeply. Soon, he came up with a plan——

He thought of a way to deal with Master Luoyang!

Duan Haotian returned to the side hall of the summit, took off his heavy Taoist robe, and only took a light shirt to put on his body. He was right, he wanted (Se Ruxiu) Luo Yang to force him to be emotional.

After changing into a light white shirt, he stood in front of the courtyard where Luo Yang practiced, swiping his sword with a "huhu".

Not long after, Luo Yang moved the door to see that Duan Haotian was even more clumsy, his sword was full of flaws, and he was sweating profusely.His clothes were covered with sweat, and his refined figure was undoubtedly revealed.

Finally, the man couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward: "The posture of holding the sword is wrong!"

"Why is it wrong?" Duan Haotian deliberately didn't understand, the man was poor at words, so he could only take the initiative to give guidance.

I wanted to let him hold the sword and teach him, but I found that this disciple was stronger than himself, so it was difficult for a while.

Duan Haotian asked him to stand in front of him, which made him more harmonious.Luo Yang grabbed his hand holding the sword, swung a few beautiful and sharp gestures, and then asked, "Have you learned it?"

"Master is too fast, this disciple didn't see clearly..." Duan Haotian lowered his head slightly, and said next to his ear.

This distance made Luo Yang uncomfortable, but thinking that it was training future successors, he chose to bear it, and only said coldly: "This time, watch carefully!"

Behind him, Duan Haotian smirked, and with the movement of Luo Yang leading him to turn around and swing his sword, he slammed forward and stuck his whole body on the man's back.

Before Duan Haotian could react, the man supported the center of gravity, let go of his hand at the same time, and entered the room without looking back: "Go back and rest..."

"Yes!" The corner of Duan Haotian's mouth curled up in a triumphant arc, because Luoyang's ears turned red, it seemed that this trick worked!

Finally at night, Duan Haotian, with a bath towel hanging around his neck and a wooden basin under his arm, knocked on the door of Luo Yang's bedroom: "Master! My disciple's bathtub is broken, I want to borrow a place to take a bath from Master! Master?"

Luo Yang was taking a bath at the moment, and when he heard the apprentice calling outside the door, he got up and went to open the door, fell silent, and let him in!

Luo Yang has a habit of taking a cold bath, so he ignored him after closing the door, and went straight to find a quiet corner to take a bath.

Duan Haotian can be regarded as doing like the Romans, just sitting in the cold bath, his eyes glanced at the opposite side, and immediately got up and approached: "This cold bath is very boring, master, why don't I rub your back for you!"

"No need..." Luo Yang thought that speaking could prevent the other party from approaching, but he didn't expect that person to smile, "Don't be like this, Master, the disciple's back rubbing skills are top-notch, and my father even praised me!"

Duan Haotian started directly, brushed away the soft long hair, and began to scrub with the towel hanging around his neck.

Luo Yang's spirit was tense, he couldn't let go, and he didn't want to show too much, for fear that his apprentice would see that he was difficult to get along with, so he stayed so stiff.

Duan Haotian's big hand naturally held the man's shoulder, and he suddenly felt the man's whole body startled, the corners of his mouth curled up, pretending not to see: "Master, how do you feel? The apprentice's rubbing is still comfortable?"

"Yes..." Luo Yang stiffened.

Seeing that he did not resist, Duan Haotian took out a bath bean from the wooden basin he brought and wiped it on the man's back with water.

Luo Yang was stunned again, but still remained firm, Duan Haotian became more reckless, pressing the bath bean with his palm, and slid all the way down his back, Luo Yang's throat rolled down, and he knew that his face was dark without looking.

Duan Haotian could see clearly, his face was black, but the pinnae of his ears were red and cute, people couldn't help but want to suck them in...

Wait, what kind of shameless dirty idea is this?

Seeing that he was so calm, Duan Haotian became more and more unscrupulous in the position where he put his hands down, but the man suddenly got up and went ashore, put on his robe and walked around behind the screen, only a short sentence came: "Go back..."

"Yes." Duan Haotian's plan succeeded today, so he left. If he pushed him too hard, it might backfire.

That night, Duan Haotian had a dream——

He dreamed that he was rubbing Master Luoyang's back with bath beans, but he developed a new method, grabbed that person and pressed him down!

He woke up suddenly, the sky outside was already bright, he was tired from eating in his dream, and he was sweaty when he woke up, he glanced at the thin quilt, and slapped himself on the forehead: "Beast?"