Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Li, who has no ink in his stomach, only has these few pale confessions over and over again.

Jiang Xuanling listened to it a few times, and couldn't help reminding: "Mingjue, don't you have any other words? It's just a few words back and forth, don't worry if you say it, my ears are almost tingling. gone."

Li Mingjue said aggrievedly: "But I can't think of anything else. Otherwise, if I show my talent to the master, the master will spare the disciple, okay?"

"Talent? What talent do you have? Do you eat watermelon upside down and crush a big stone in your chest?"

Li Mingjue: "..."

He insisted on arguing for himself: "I'm talented! Master, don't look down on me!"

Jiang Xuanling thought for a while before saying: "Tell me, what talent do you have? If you can talk about it, it's not impossible for me to let you go lightly."

"I can sing."

Jiang Xuanling said: "Sing it."

"Then master let go of the disciple first."

"Where did you sing the song?"

"mouth……"

"Did this seat seal your mouth? Or cut off your tongue? This way you can't sing, or does it affect your performance?"

Li Mingjue: "..."

He could sing too, but it was embarrassing, being so close that his face started to burn again.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and broke his heart, Li Mingjue began to sing:

"I have a little donkey, and I never ride it! One day I rode a donkey to the market on a whim! I held a small whip in my left hand, and I whipped his ass! Somehow, he fell into the mud!"

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

"This is what you said... talent?"

"Yeah, isn't the disciple singing well?"

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

"Master..." Li Mingjue raised his hand to hook Jiang Xuanling's palm, and said eagerly: "Master, I have admitted my mistake and sang the song. Master, please forgive me?"

"Mingjue, but isn't this what you want?" Jiang Xuanling stared at Li Mingjue's extremely red earlobe, and laughed in a low voice: "Mingjue, are you crying? Why are you crying? Smile, I like to see you laugh .”

Li Mingjue shed physiological saline very disappointingly.

The master taught him obviously with a slightly punitive meaning, as if he was the stupid son of the landlord's family.

Li Mingjue was ashamed, and his heart was trembling in a mess, he clearly thought that he should confess his mistakes to Master, and he could not talk back anymore, he should call Master a good brother, a good uncle, and a good husband.

To be the master's 24 filial good disciples, to be the master's obedient treasure.

But he was born with a lot of slobbers, and just opened his mouth to scold: "Jiang Xuanling, you bully the small with the big, and your morals are corrupt! You are a fucking old bastard!"

Jiang Xuanling didn't make a sound, but turned Li Mingjue's face with his free hand, squeezed his handsome face like a red tomato, and said in a dangerous tone: "It's such a time, how dare you scold me?" This seat, punish your mouth, okay?"

He actually asked him if he was okay, nonsense, of course not!

Li Mingjue shook his head in horror, feeling that the master might slap his mouth red like a spanking.

I kept scolding myself in my heart, why did I have such a mouth.It's just too disgusting.

Seeing that the master seemed to be raising his hand, Li Mingjue quickly closed his eyes, struggled and cried, "Master, this disciple didn't do it on purpose!"

"Shh, don't move, whether it was intentional or not, this seat has the final say."

Jiang Xuanling laughed and said: "Are you saying that you are in a panic? I can't treat you any better. As long as I treat you gently, you will immediately want to climb on my head."

"It's because I pamper you too much, pampering you to the point of lawlessness."

Jiang Xuanling said this abruptly, raised his hand and twisted Li Mingjue's red earlobe, "My Mingjue is just a little bastard, he doesn't care about eating, and he always thinks about deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. It should be punished."

In fact, when Master usually called him, he would call him by his name directly, and when he was angry, he would even call him by his first name.

It is rare to add a "self-seat" in front of "Mingjue".

As if claiming ownership of him.

Mingjue is different from the Mingjue of this seat.

Li Mingjue could hardly hear the pampering in Master's tone, and couldn't help trembling all over his body.

Thinking about it, the master shouldn't be too angry, but just pushing the boat along the way and talking to him.

Immediately the heart became active again.Li Mingjue knelt down in front of the master, raised his neck actively, and raised his bright red eyes to look at the master's chin.

Immediately, I heard Master's uncontrollable low moan coming from my ear.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Li Mingjue suddenly broke free from both hands, rubbing his master's fingers intertwined.

Then he took Master's hand and put it behind his back, signaling Master not to forget to love him.

Jiang Xuanling said with a low smile: "Who did you learn your ability to observe words and emotions? Whenever I smile at you, you think I have a good temper and are easy to bully, don't you?"

Having said that, Jiang Xuanling still followed Li Mingjue's wishes, couldn't bear to let the little apprentice down, and tried his best to give the little apprentice the ultimate enjoyment.

"Mingjue, look at you, why are you so impatient. Master is here, and he won't run away."

Master's voice was soft and cold, and it rang in my ears, like the evening wind in March, with the fresh and wet scent of crabapple flowers. Li Mingjue was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself alive. He couldn't figure it out. Master, why is he so provocative all of a sudden.

He teased him so much that his face was flushed, and he was still too angry to vent his anger. He felt that he was a grandson in the hands of Buddha Tathagata, and that he would never be able to climb Wuzhi Mountain.

I hate that the master takes pleasure in bullying him, and still smiled mockingly in his ear: "Mingjue, you can bear it, how pitiful."

Or raise your hand to pinch his red earlobe, and whispered with a smile: "Mingjue's face is very red and hot, and he sweated so much, do you want Master to change your clothes for you?"

"no, do not want."

"No? You just like wearing wet clothes?"

"No... not really."

Smelling the scent of the little apprentice, Jiang Xuanling whispered fondly in his ear: "My little Mingjue."

"My little heart."

"Baby Mingjue."

"Little bastard thing."

Every time Li Mingjue heard a sentence, it was as if he had been bewitched. He acted like a baby in the arms of the master, responded to the master, and told each other strong love.

Jiang Xuanling casually took off the jade pendant around his waist, and said in a low voice: "Master will give you another jade pendant, but you have to keep it. If you lose it, Master will be angry."

Li Mingjue couldn't stop weeping, he hugged his knees obediently, raised his waist, and said with a sob: "Fortunately, the disciple is a man, if it is a woman, I'm afraid the child will have several litters."

"It doesn't matter if you have a male body or a female body, as long as you are willing, there will always be a child." Jiang Xuanling raised his hand and tapped Li Mingjue's watermelon-like stomach, and said with a smile: "If you dare to talk back to me in the future, just think about it." suffering today."

Li Mingjue nodded, his eyes were red from crying, he sniffed and hugged Jiang Xuanling's arm, then tapped his chest, and said in a low voice: "Master, I have you in my heart, I hope the master can like the disciple like the master Like disciples equally."

Jiang Xuanling shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work."

"No? Why not? Does Master really have no disciples in his heart? Does he really have no disciples at all?"

Li Mingjue was in a hurry, a carp almost fell down on the bed, he quickly grabbed Jiang Xuanling's palm and said: "I can't have it, I can't have it! Master also likes disciples, right? Right? Master said something, Master, Master Respect!"

Jiang Xuanling couldn't help but chuckled in a low voice: "I like you only more than you love me, and will never be less than you. You are my apprentice and my Taoist companion. In this life, you cannot leave this seat for even half a step."

"You are the enlightenment of this seat."

In this way, Li Mingjue heaved a sigh of relief, and hugged his master happily.

He also boldly picked up the master's long hair that hung down to his shoulders, twirling and twirling, sometimes tying it in a circle, and sometimes tying it into a knot.

The clothes of the two people are also spread together, black and white intertwined, seamless.

"Master is bad," Li Mingjue was as obedient as a cat, huddled in Jiang Xuanling's arms, his little face was sweaty, a wet red, raised his hand to hook Master's palm, and gently scratched it with his nails, "Master Very bad."

Jiang Xuanling couldn't deny it, he lowered his head and touched the little apprentice's forehead with his lips, then raised his head and brushed his long wet hair behind his ears.

The veil above the head swayed slightly, and the lights flickered slowly. The figures of the two fell on the gray wall, and the room was filled with a strong fragrance.

"Master, have you noticed that senior brothers and others like Master?"

Jiang Xuanling shook his head: "I didn't notice."

After a pause, he said again: "Which one? You name it specifically, and I will break his leg."

What?

Broken leg?so serious?

Li Ming felt the words on his lips, and quickly swallowed them back.

Jiang Xuanling glanced at him with lowered eyes, and said again: "Why didn't you speak? Which of your masters is secretly thinking about committing crimes? If you say it, I don't blame you."

Li Mingjue: "..."

How did he remember to mention this?

Do you want him to say, all senior brothers?

What does it look like when Master knocks off a leg all by himself?

Looking back to outsiders, one of the direct disciples of the Cangxu Sect broke a leg, how to explain it?

Could it be that his leg was broken by the master because the apprentice secretly coveted the master?

Li Mingjue quickly shut up and shook his head frantically.

Jiang Xuanling said with a smile: "Mingjue, it's just that you are not in the right mind, and you are trying to drag your senior brothers into the water together. Do you think that your senior brothers are just like you, so bold as to covet your master?"

Li Mingjue said with a mournful face: "Is it strange to covet my master?"

"Isn't it strange?" Jiang Xuanling asked him back, "I'm not too young, and I've practiced Ruthless Dao for many years. I don't understand the romance of your younger generation, I don't know how to pity you, and I don't treat you tenderly. Between you and this seat , and it is not your fault alone, this seat also owes you."

"But... the master is not old," Li Mingjue held Jiang Xuanling's face in both hands, and said word by word: "The master is not old, the master is very young, the master is very good, better than anyone I have met. !"