Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"Drink it, and get down after drinking it."

"..."

Li Mingjue took a sip of the anti-fetal medicine resentfully, and then lay down on the stomach.

With a swish, it hurts.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the wound, he said in disbelief, "I don't believe it anymore, my luck is so bad that I lose to you every time!"

Then...after one, two, three, four...twelve, thirteen, fourteen...

After being slapped fifteen times, Li Mingjue complained tearfully: "You must be playing tricks! I won't play with you anymore, you're playing tricks, you're a barking puppy!"

Jiang Xuanling flicked his reddened palm, and said seriously: "You can drink the birth control pills indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. When did I play foolishly? It is clear that you can't afford to lose. If this is the case, why bother?" Play?"

After saying that, he squeezed the dice into fine pieces with his fingers.

Picking up the soup bowl with a few mouthfuls left, pinching Li Mingjue's chin, forcing him to drink it all in one gulp.

Li Mingjue drank the anti-fetal medicine with tears in his eyes, and his stomach was bulging.

The backside also burned hotly, the damned master, the damned Jiang Xuanling, the damned old man, did it on purpose.

If I had known earlier, I would not have engaged in this additional punishment, and just obediently drank the anti-fetal medicine.

This time it was all right, like twice-cooked meat, and was beaten up again.

Could Master not even see the tears in the corners of his eyes?

"Okay, go to bed, it's getting late."

Jiang Xuanling took off his boots and turned over on the couch. Seeing Li Mingjue crying at the end of the bed, he patted the empty space beside him and said with a smile, "Come on, Master will rub it for you."

"I don't want to rub! If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win! It's not like I can't afford it!"

Even though he said so, he still crawled over slowly, threw himself into Jiang Xuanling's arms, bumped his head against the master's chest, and kept complaining: "Can't you let me in once in a while? What if you let me in? What's the matter?! You beat me like a turtle grandson, why are you happy?"

Jiang Xuanling couldn't help but said, "It's you who wants to play, and you also put forward the conditions. You rolled the dice yourself. If you lose, who can you blame?"

"That's not because you're playing tricks..."

"Is it because I'm playing tricks, you know better than anyone else."

The more Li Mingjue thought about it, the more angry he became. Why did he lose every time?

It's okay to lose outside the dream, but in his dream, he was actually bullied by the master, which is really annoying.

He really couldn't bear this grievance, grabbed Jiang Xuanling's collar, like a chicken pecking at rice, and bumped into Master's chest again and again.

While bumping into each other, Li Mingjue was still muttering: "You bully the small with the big ones, relying on the old to sell the old! You must be playing tricks, otherwise it is impossible to roll six every time! You found the dice, and you must have made it out of it!" I don't accept it, the fox's ass has been beaten into eight petals, but it hurts me to death, I don't accept it!"

Jiang Xuanling laughed, raised his hand to hold the young man's face, pinched the furry fox ears, and said with a smile: "This is not luck, but a kind of strength. Believe it or not, even if you change to another game, you will still be the same as me." win."

Li Mingjue really doesn't believe in this evil anymore.

It's impossible for a person's luck to be as bad as shit, how can God always stand on the side of Master every time?

"Just play it, I don't believe it, I can't win even once! But the dice has been crushed by the master, so how can I play?"

"Play something else... In order to convince you, you decide the game."

"I decide, I decide!"

Li Mingjue sat up, looked around the room, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a chess piece on the table.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately had an idea.

He enthusiastically said to Jiang Xuanling: "So, let's play chess pieces."

"You can play chess?"

"I don't know how, but I can play chess pieces. I play chess pieces in turn. Whoever's piece is ejected from the board first loses. The winner will feed the opponent a piece, how about it?"

Li Mingjue doesn't know anything about chess, but he can play glass balls. He thinks that playing chess pieces should be similar to playing glass balls.

It is expected that the master will not, and he deliberately said aggressively: "Master, don't you dare to play?"

Jiang Xuanling said with a smile: "Since you want to play, then try it. It's just that you said just now, what will happen to the loser, can you say it again?"

"The loser will be sent there by the other party... Well, no, Master, don't stare at me like this, it's quite scary."

The more Li Mingjue said, the more guilty he felt, and he thought, even if the master loses, he will definitely not be willing to suffer such humiliation.

After thinking for a while, he said: "If I lose, Master will feed me chess pieces. If Master loses, then... Well, I will draw a stroke on Master's face, what does Master think?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xuanling's expression became better, so he nodded his head and said hello.

The two set up the chessboard and sat on both sides of the bed.

Li Mingjue tilted his head and asked, "Does Master want black or white?"

"It's all right, you choose first."

Li Mingjue nodded and chose Heizi first.

Each person placed a chess piece on the board, Li Mingjue deliberately put the black stones against the edge of the board, and let Jiang Xuanling play first.

In this way, Jiang Xuanling's Baizi is very likely to go out of bounds, and he will lose.

Jiang Xuanling didn't expose him, rolled up his sleeve with his left hand, and curled an index finger in his right hand. With a seemingly light push, the baizi flew out immediately with a whoosh.

Impartially bumping into the sunspot, with a snap, the sunspot flew out, brushed against Li Mingjue's ear, and nailed it to the wall behind him.

Look at the white piece again, spinning rapidly on the chessboard until it comes to a complete stop, still firmly on the board.

Jiang Xuanling smiled in surprise on purpose: "Is this considered my seat's victory?"

"Big...probably."

Li Mingjue scratched his neck guiltily, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look directly at Master's face.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get down on your knees."

Willing to admit defeat, even though Li Mingjue was unwilling, he could only obediently kneel down.

"Slump down at the waist, and lean closer."

Jiang Xuanling ordered slowly, holding a white chip between his two fingers, and after Li Mingjue took the initiative to stand up, he said again: "How can I eat it like this?"

Li Mingjue blushed with shame, tilted his head and asked him: "Why can't you eat it? You can eat the sword of life, let alone just a small chess piece?"

Jiang Xuanling said: "Break it yourself."

"..."

Seeing that he was not moving, Jiang Xuanling kicked Li Mingjue's leg, and scolded: "Still not moving? Don't you understand the principle of willing to bet and admit defeat?"

Of course he understands the reason why he is willing to bet and admit defeat.

But the problem is, it's shameful enough to take the initiative to kneel down and poke your butt over.

How embarrassing it is to let him break it open to reveal the place where he was punished!

Li Mingjue used to take the initiative to ride on it, sit on it, and even move it by himself.

But there has never been a moment as shameful and unbearable as it is now.

"Master..." Li Mingjue's eyes were covered with a strange layer of mist because of shame, and he whispered: "Please, Master."

Jiang Xuanling shook his head impersonally and said: "You don't know what it means to bet and admit defeat, so I will teach you. Break it yourself, I don't want to say it a third time."

Li Mingjue was extremely ashamed, but he didn't dare to disobey Master's wishes.

He could only hold his heart, gritted his teeth and stretched his hands behind him, and then, in front of the master, he took the initiative to fully present the place that should be punished.

Jiang Xuanling chuckled and said, "This is a good fox."

Afterwards, he sent in all the white pieces held between his fingers.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, I took advantage of the situation and sent two knuckles in, and twisted them maliciously when they came out.It caused the boy below him to tremble violently.

"Okay, continue."

In the second game, it was time for Li Mingjue to play the chess pieces.

He got up tremblingly, unable to sit or kneel, he could only bend down and play the chess pieces tremblingly.

His hands were shaking badly, and his palms were wet with cold sweat.

Jiang Xuanling didn't urge him, instead he smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, you can play as long as you want, if you win, I am willing to accept the bet and let you draw whatever you want on me."

This is like hanging a lively fish above the cat's head, even if Li Mingjue wants to jump into a fire pit, he is willing.

In order to be able to draw a big turtle on top of Master's treasure.Li Mingjue worked hard.

After hesitating for a long time, he decided on the best point of focus, and flicked his fingers.

Unexpectedly, the popped sunspot just happened to pass by the white one, and flew out of the chessboard with a grunt.

Jiang Xuanling smiled and said: "I have seen many people who seek their own death, but you are the first one who can lose so embarrassingly."

Li Mingjue: "..."

Now I am sorry, very sorry.

Wouldn't it be nice to sleep obediently in Master's arms?

What are you doing so well that you have to die?

This is good, I lost my wife and lost my army.

"come over."

Jiang Xuanling patted his leg, and said with a smile: "Come here on your own, you know what to do."

Li Mingjue leaned over with tears in his eyes, and obediently broke it open with his hands, and ate the second chess piece shamelessly.

For the next half an hour, he ate one after another... until he had eaten all the baizi.

Only then did Jiang Xuanling pinch his slightly sore wrist, and said with a faint smile: "I won't play anymore, I'm tired too, let's go to sleep."

Afterwards, he put away the chessboard, and didn't care about Li Mingjue kneeling on the corner of the bed, biting his paws, and crying with grievance.

Lie down and put on clothes and fell asleep.

Li Mingjue cried for a while, seeing that the master ignored him, he simply crawled over and cried beside him.

As a result, the master ignored him at all and fell asleep by himself.

"Master, it hurts, master, it hurts, master, get up quickly."

Jiang Xuanling closed his eyes and said, "This seat doesn't hurt, and this seat doesn't hurt anywhere."

"But I'm in pain, Master, it hurts to death, Master, get up, can't I admit defeat?"

Li Mingjue leaned over, kissed Jiang Xuanling's cheek indiscriminately, bit the master's lip flatteringly, sucked it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Master, I surrender, master, the chess piece is too hard, no I like chess pieces, Master!"