Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Thinking of this, Li Mingjue's damn sense of justice immediately popped up.

He held his head high, his face full of righteousness, holding a spell in one hand, and a sword in the other, as if he was an outsider.

Li Mingjue said to them: "Don't be afraid! I'm very powerful, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!"

The ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether to run away or kneel down and beg for mercy.

I always feel that the boy with a big stomach in front of me is not very reliable in speaking.

Suddenly there was a "bang" in his ears, and Jiang Xuanling pierced the black shadow's chest with a sword, and blood gushed out with a puff.

Jiang Xuanling thought it was dirty, so he drew his long sword and dodged sideways, the black shadow fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, all the ghosts fell to their knees in fright, shivering and curled up into a ball. Seeing Jiang Xuanling's gaze pass by, they quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Shout out to God for mercy.

Li Mingjue looked at his nose and nose at his heart, secretly thought that this evil was too easy to solve, he wanted to rush over to help, but in the end Master killed him with a sword, so that he didn't have any sense of participation.

I thought I would meet some beautiful evil spirit, but I didn't see anything, I just watched how the evil spirit eats people.

It's boring, Master is too fierce.

"Mingjue, have you finished asking?"

Jiang Xuanling opened the black shadow's clothes, revealing a rough man's face, looking at it was not a ghost, but a serious living person.

Li Mingjue leaned over to look curiously, and saw that the man was wearing a blue to black clan robe under the black cloak, which looked like the clan robe of some family or sect.

It is expected that he is also a Taoist cultivator, but he does not learn if the result is good, but he learns this heresy, and he is good at practicing sorcery and ghost art.

Throughout the ages, there have been a few people who practiced ghost art and were able to be alone in the end.

Seeing that there is nothing unusual about this man's birth, the place that should be big is not big, and the place that should be small is not small.Li Mingjue glanced at it hastily and lost interest.

"Master, I didn't ask anything. They didn't know anything about it. Master! And Master, can this monk tell which sect he is a disciple of?"

Jiang Xuanling shook his head: "I don't go down the mountain often, except for the more famous sects in the cultivation world, like some small sects, I don't know about it. Perhaps the family guarding this place is also unknown."

Li Mingjue nodded.

This is actually not to blame for Jiang Xuanling's ignorance.Jiang Xuanling didn't often go out of the mountains before, he liked to live alone, and he didn't show his face a few times throughout the year.

Maybe he can't even recognize the disciples of this sect, let alone the disciples of other sects.

Even if the Immortal Sect Trial is held, hundreds of Immortal Sects will be present, and there are so many people, it is impossible to tell who is who. The famous sects are all in the front, and those who are not famous do not know which corner they will be in. up.

Moreover, now some sect families, in order to show their lintels, win a place in the cultivation world, and facilitate the acceptance of disciples, they will claim to be from a certain mountain, or a certain family from a certain area.

Take this to become famous.Of course, except for the local people who may know about it, it can be said that it is unknown in the cultivation world.

"Forget it, it is estimated that the disciples of some family have evil intentions, so they came here to practice some ghost skills to improve their cultivation. Since they have been punished by the master, this place should restore the tranquility of the past. As for these dead souls..."

Li Mingjue turned his head to look at the dead souls kneeling on the ground melancholy, and said depressedly, "The evil cultivators who control you are dead, why don't you leave?"

"Go...can't go."

"Can't go? Why can't you go? Do you have any excuses in the hands of evil cultivators?" Li Mingjue asked.

All the ghosts were trembling, they didn't know what to ask, and kept silent.

Li Mingjue had no choice but to turn his attention to Jiang Xuanling again, hoping that the well-informed and more reliable master than his own father would come up with an idea.

Jiang Xuanling frowned when he saw that they were about to say something, and suddenly said: "If you can't say it, you can always write it, right?"

But the problem is, they can't speak out, and they can't control their hands. They can't complain for themselves at all, as if they were crucified here, and they can't leave.

Li Mingjue suspected that the evil cultivator who died on the ground was not the real mastermind behind the scenes at all, maybe just one of them.

The secret master's hands were too heavy, and he didn't leave anyone alive, so he killed people with a single sword.

Jiang Xuanling seemed to have sensed Li Mingjue's thoughts, and said sternly, "It's because he was too anxious to die."

Out of pity, Li Mingjue still hoped that these dead souls could be reincarnated early, so he squeezed his chin, thinking about how to take them all out.

Suddenly hearing a loud bang, he was startled, and subconsciously jumped in front of Jiang Xuanling, looking for his reputation, he saw a stone wall in the cave had collapsed at some point.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, a tunnel was revealed.

"Master, this..." Li Mingjue looked up at Jiang Xuanling, quite surprised: "Is there a trap here? God opened his eyes and pointed us in a direction."

Jiang Xuanling: "You will know once you find out."

Relying on their skill and courage, the two of them walked forward along the tunnel without any fear, and the group of ghosts behind them followed them step by step.

Because the ghost walks in a floating way, and it is silent, and the surroundings are pitch black, which is quite frightening to watch.

Li Mingjue simply opened the Qiankun bag, gathered the ghosts, stuffed them inside, then took out the open fire talisman, and swished it into the tunnel.

It was as bright as daylight in front of them, and a bottomless tunnel appeared in front of the two of them.

"Master, if you encounter danger later, disciples count three two one, let's..."

"rush?"

"No, no, let's run together, this tunnel is so narrow, we can't use our skills, Master!"

"..." Jiang Xuanling walked forward for a while, then stopped suddenly, couldn't help sighing and said: "Mingjue, your appetite is good now, but your courage is getting worse day by day. Are you so afraid?"

"Disciple, don't be afraid!"

"then you……"

Jiang Xuanling lowered his eyes and glanced at the young man who was hanging on his body, and threw himself into his arms, his hands wrapped around his neck, and his legs were tightly wrapped around his muscular waist.

Although the tunnel is narrow, it is not enough for two adult men to walk through. What makes Jiang Xuanling's palms tight is that every step he takes is equivalent to a step forward.

The little apprentice was hanging softly in his arms. I don't know if it was his illusion, but Jiang Xuanling even smelled the sweet aroma of milk.The corner of the apprentice's clothes and cuffs floated out.

Jiang Xuanling was a little distracted by the smoke, subconsciously raised his hand to hold down the little apprentice's lower back, not allowing his body to sway up and down, and disturbing his forward steps.

Li Mingjue is deeply self-reflecting.

Why is it at this time, like a cat that has grown profuse, the moment it touches Master, it immediately becomes estrous.

Moreover, his estrus period is very long-lasting, endless day and night.

Could it be that Master not only fed him the pregnancy elixir when he was unconscious, but also some other incredible elixir?

Introspection is impossible to reflect on any problems, and it is impossible to reflect on any problems in this life.

Li Mingjue was as obsessed with ghosts, and suddenly he had Jiang Xuanling's earlobe in his mouth, and with his soft lips, he pressed it gently, and said in a low voice: "Master, this disciple wants to..."

"No, you don't want to."

Jiang Xuanling hurriedly stuffed a sour apricot into Li Mingjue's mouth, tried his best to suppress the anger in his body aroused by the little apprentice, and said with great restraint: "Mingjue, eat the sour apricot obediently, eat it in your mouth, hold it in your hand, and your stomach is full I won't think about anything else."

"Ok."

As a poor little wretch who was pregnant, the master refused to satisfy even his little request.

Li Mingjue ate sour apricots aggrievedly, with one hand hooked around Master's neck, and a big sour orange was stuffed in the other.

Master took great pains in order to shut his mouth. Such a big sour orange is really uncommon.

"Master, how far do we have to go? The disciples are all tired."

Jiang Xuanling: "Are you tired? Where are you tired?"

"The disciple is tired from eating, hiccup..."

Li Mingjue burped, Jiang Xuanling fed him sour oranges and sour apricots, now when he burps, it smells like oranges.

He underestimated his lust|sexuality a little bit, as the so-called satiety warms thinking|lust|lust, once the stomach is full, he starts to think about what he has.

"Master, the sour oranges are finished, and this disciple wants to eat something else... Ah, I found it. Master, don't worry about the disciple, the disciple can take care of himself!"

Li Mingjue tore off Jiang Xuanling's collar, and while he wasn't paying attention, buried his head and face in his arms, then, like a dog, sniffed at Jiang Xuanling's chest with his nose up, and finally bit it.

"Mingjue, you..."

Jiang Xuanling's palms tightened, and he gasped immediately, almost being ripped off by Li Mingjue in one gulp.

"Oh, Master? What's the matter?" Li Mingjue said vaguely: "Master, this disciple is so greedy, no, it's not the disciple who is greedy, but the child in the disciple's womb is greedy."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Taking a deep breath, he secretly comforted himself, this is his own little apprentice, not someone else's.

Be pampered, not beaten.Even if you want to spank, you can only spank his ass.

After walking forward for a while, the tunnel was deep and long, and there was no end to it.

Li Mingjue became more and more daring, and not only wantonly gnawed on Jiang Xuanling's chest, but also did not idle his hands. He deliberately touched Jiang Xuanling's waist, and shouted in amazement, "Ah, Master! You Woke up?"

"To shut up!"

Jiang Xuanling gritted his teeth and said, he stopped, and leaned on the stone wall with one hand, hot sweat rolled down, his neckline was wet, he didn't know if it was hot, or he was licked by the little apprentice's saliva.

"Mingjue, I am not a stone man, you are like this... I can't bear it either!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Xuanling slammed the person against the stone wall. Jiang Xuanling supported the little apprentice's waist with one hand and his long legs with the other, pressed on his waist, and kissed his earlobe.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Jiang Xuanling lifted him up again, and with a tear, his clothes were torn.

He slammed forward hard, and the stone wall behind him made a dull sound.